| Tiya
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2006-04-13 15:59:41 | 155. |
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Egy isten egy csalad
egy elet egy barat
egy csepp ver egy csepp köny
egyszer lenn egyszer fönn...#
(hösök-honfoglalok)
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| Fuckin Killah
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2006-04-10 07:19:02 | 154. |
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Kanye West:
"Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Dawg, if I was you I'd kill myself"
:) isteni ez az ember
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| Homie
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2006-04-09 21:42:41 | 153. |
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Hírnév, pénz, tisztelet, hatalom
Ez az ami kell tudom
Hogy sem, az isten sem az ember nem érdekel
Gyerek ezt ne felejtsd el, csak a
Hírnév, pénz, tisztelet, hatalom
Ez az ami kell tudom
Hogy a pénz pénzt csinál a vér meg a nevet
A hírnév pedig a tiszteletet
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| masri
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2006-04-08 12:02:28 | 152. |
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"G Gu Gu G unit"
/50 cent/
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| Szamtah
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e-mail |
2006-04-05 11:55:33 | 151. |
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...De én látok mert a konfekció szabvány lélek érdek És a kényszerképzet által vezérelt személy temérdek Szalad alád a ló,a szó,alávaló tétel Minek okán a látszat TUDAT NÉLKÜL FEGYVER LETÉTEL~:)
Előzmény: Mascez (150.)
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| Mascez
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2006-04-05 10:17:56 | 150. |
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"Én ismerem a csapdákat, és mégis odaadom magam újra, meg újra áldozatnak,
Mert mi lennék nélkülük, ha nem tudnám milyen a fullasztó hullámok alatt!"
Bankos
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| Imee
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e-mail |
2006-04-04 19:05:18 | 149. |
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"Ne itélj meg ha nem ismersz!!!"
(Tupac Amaru Shakur)
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| Kovda
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2006-04-04 14:34:26 | 148. |
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jóóól eltűnt ez a topik, pedig sokaknak kéne olvasgatni benne...:(
"Nekem a zene a rap, ez a fontos
Mint csini tini lányoknak a lompos"
Kovda
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| Conan
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2005-05-12 11:06:52 | 147. |
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...Ez hip hop,nem diszkó,
a moslékot egye meg helyettem aki disznó...
Pulside-Más mint a többi
:DDD
eléggé bever
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| HIP-HOP 4EVER
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2005-05-11 16:40:57 | 146. |
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Ez a legszebb rap részlet az egész világon:
"Nem vagyok ellened,
nem vagyok veled,nem hagyom hogy utálj,
és nem hagyom hogy szeress,
nem kell a segitség,
nem kell a bizalom,
én sem adok neked igy nem kell vissza kapnom,
nézz át rajtam csak akkár egy üvegen,
ha te jösz hozzám majd átveszed a szerepem,
nem kell a fájdalom,
nem kell a szánalom,
nem kell hogy rám néz és ne érezd a bánatom,
van aki hallgat és felnéz rám nemesen,
van aki mellém ül hogy öszintén szeresen,
vannak a spanok és vanakik a szarok,
van a családom hol egyen rangu vagyok,
neked csak Senki vagyok a nevem ennyi,
nem akkarok megfelelni másoknak díszelegni,
van életem sok tervem van célom,
te csak szarj rám én bevégzem a sorsom!"
(TIBBAH-CONNECTIONS-Nevem Senki c.száma)
RESPECTALOM az egész CONNECTIONS-t és mindenkit aki szereti(imádja) öket mint én!!!!:)
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| damn girl
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2005-03-31 19:26:22 | 145. |
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Ez nagyon nagy!!! :D
"Hey baby how you doing, what's going on, I'm sitting in my motherfucker cell, it's the same song .."
:D ez a szám kurvvajó .. a szövege is nagy, de ezt a részt azért ragadtam ki, mer emlékek kötödnek hozzá =)
Előzmény: Kovda (144.)
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| Kovda
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2005-03-31 17:41:19 | 144. |
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A legnagyobb akkor is!!!
"mi a fa' mi a szösz?
Merry Christmas!"
/Nospa/
:-DDDDDD
kurvára teccccik!!!
a másik:
"Amíg te kis pöcs
addig én royal flush"
/Tibbah/
Béke!
Kovda
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| Down By Low
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2005-03-31 15:28:45 | 143. |
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Wyclef Jean - Industry
[Intro]
Yeah I wanna dedicate this to everybody that love hip hop music
Cause without hip hop music I wouldn't be here today
Preacher's son, yeah
[Verse 1]
Imagine if Biggie and Pac never got shot
And they both still were rulers of hip hop
And Puffy and Suge was roomates from college
And Big L never got found in the alley
Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies
Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50
Benzino shook hands with Eminem
And on the same record I heard Eve, Fox and Kim
And sometimes when I dream, that's when I wake up
I kinda hoped that The Fugees didn't break up
And when they walked into the studio I prayed they didn't spray
Cause I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay (Whoa oh oh!!!)
[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry
Death since rise, homicide
Black on black crime needs to stop
Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see
What we see is reality
The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow
Soon they won't live to see tomorrow
[Verse 2]
Imagine if Big Pun was still alive
I could see Fat Joe screamin Terror Squad
Imagine if there were still four survivors still in Destiny's Child
And TLC never lost they Left Eye
Imagine Refugees never needin a passport
And John Forte never at Newark Airport
Million Man March, man, that was a start
Now I need a million more to meet me at Central Park
When the revolution start y'all 'gon have to play this
Imagine Slick Rick not gettin deported (Whoa oh oh!)
[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry
Death since rise, homicide
Black on black crime needs to stop
Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see
What we see is reality
The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow
Soon they won't live to see tomorrow
[Verse 3]
In the club never though Shyne shot the gun
But in the limosine JLO had to run
Paparazzi snappin shots through the mirror
That's when I saw a smile from Princess Diana
Back and forth and forth and back
Like Miss Aaliyah man do I miss her
The war goes on with The ROC and The Lox
Murder INC, G- Unit it's a fight to the top
Stop! We lost too many soldiers like Freaky Tah
While they get the cover of a magazine who got to die
[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry
Death since rise, homicide
Black on black crime needs to stop
Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see
What we see is reality
The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow
Soon they won't live to see tomorrow
[Outro]
Yeah, peace be with y'all
asszem ha walaki elwonatkoztat a szöwegben felhozott példáktól, a tartalmi dolog ráférne erre a fórumra is...
pacsi
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| MsMixmastermike
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2005-03-08 21:36:35 | 142. |
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hát nekem inkább a "The 6th sense" jön be leginkább az albumról :) biztos mert azt már annyit hallgattam hogycsakna :DD
"and u know, u should knooooow" lol
Előzmény: Sheezy (141.)
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| Sheezy
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2005-03-08 13:42:39 | 141. |
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Common...yo választás!
Like Water for Chocolate - rol a kedvenceim:
-Dooinit
-Funk for You
-The Lonius
De az almum 5 mikrofont megérdemel.
Előzmény: MsMixmastermike (139.)
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| Master G
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2005-03-08 10:56:21 | 140. |
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ha már csajos szövegek...
csekk: http://e98kog.uw.hu/spy_-_nem_mehet_igy.mp3
SPY - Nem mehet így /2004/
[Intro]
Lehunyom a szemem minden éjjel az arcod láthatom
Ne kérdezd azt hogy miért pont téged mert nincsen válaszom
Semmi másom nem maradt csak egy álom egy gyönyörű kép
És minden reggel egy újabb szenvedés mert szörnyű az ébredés
A szívem húrjain játszol gyönyörű dallamot
Gyógyítsd meg a beteg lelkem ez egy tűrhetetlen állapot
Mint egy látomás és délibábként a szerelmünk tovaszáll
Azt hittem hogy ez örökké tart mégis köddé vált
[Verse1]
Én azt hittem hogy alapot adok a szerelemnek
Ilyen csaj minden bokorban nem terem meg
Hát meg is maradt nekem úgy mint álom
Baby! a múltat reprezentálom
Mikor a kezedet fogtam te meg én
Nem volt boldogabb nálam a Föld kerekén
Az az érintés az a csók az a vágy
Amitől a hideg kiráz amit szívből csinálsz
Nincs akadály de te mégsem akarsz
Mégis küzdök mert érted a harc
Nem érted! te vagy a vég és a kezdet
Nem folytatódhat ez a helyzet
Nem mehet így ahogy most haladunk
Mert igazán erősek együtt vagyunk
Nem mehet így ahogy most haladunk
Mert mind a ketten rabok vagyunk
[Bridge]
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így tovább
[Refrén]
Minden éjjel én csak rólad álmodom
Gyere közelebb és űzd el a bánatom - nem elég
Ha csak így képzeletben láthatom - az arcod
Kitépett szívem rád hagyom
[Verse2]
Bennem minden nappal minden éjjel ég
Az a tűz az az emlék fogvatart már rég
Mindig bennem él - bennem él egy kép - rólam és rólad
Így szép tudom hogy összetartozunk - te meg én
[Bridge]
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így
Nem mehet így tovább
[Refrén]
Minden éjjel én csak rólad álmodom
Gyere közelebb és űzd el a bánatom - nem elég
Ha csak így képzeletben láthatom - az arcod
Kitépett szívem rád hagyom
[Refrén]
Minden éjjel én csak rólad álmodom
Gyere közelebb és űzd el a bánatom - nem elég
Ha csak így képzeletben láthatom - az arcod
Kitépett szívem rád hagyom
[Refrén]
Minden éjjel én csak rólad álmodom
Gyere közelebb és űzd el a bánatom - nem elég
Ha csak így képzeletben láthatom - az arcod
Kitépett szívem rád hagyom
________________________________________________
meg ezt is: http://e98kog.uw.hu/spy_-_az_erzelmek_halojaban.mp3
SPY - Az érzelmek hálójában /2003/
[Refrén]
Az érzelmek hálójában
A szív csapdájában
A külvilág megszűnni látszik teljesen
A képzeletek világában
Az igaz érzések hiányával
A szívedben Neked nem számít már semmi sem
[Verse1]
A zakatoló vonaton a tekintetük találkozott
Nem szóltak egymáshoz így a helyzetük nem változott
De végülis belecsúsztak és az újaik összefonódtak
A másiknak adták magukat eggyé váltak egy bűnös csókban
Mert a lány nem volt szabad, igazából nem tudta mit akar
A srácban sem bízott soha igazán, ez kiderült hamar
Már az első nap után jöttek a vádak nehéz a srácnak
Olyanná vált mint egy marionett a bábjátékos lánynak
Mindig szomorú volt a lány hisz vigaszt senkinél nem talált
Mással volt, mást csókolt mégis szóba került a volt barát
Igazságról beszélt folyton és tiszta érzelmekről
Meg hogy senki nincs a földön aki igazán szereti őt
Vak volt szegény de hát ő nem is akart látni
Csak a problémák elől a magányba menekülni
Ebben a helyzetben ez nem volt megoldás
Akkor mi a helyes út ezt már soha meg nem tudják
[Refrén]
Az érzelmek hálójában
A szív csapdájában
A külvilág megszűnni látszik teljesen
A képzeletek világában
Az igaz érzések hiányával
A szívedben Neked nem számít már semmi sem
[Verse2]
Még hitt a gyerek a szívének és követte a lányt vakon
De a kapcsolatukra pontott tett egy szombati napon
Nem ismerte meg őt és mégis megítélte
Mint egy egyszemélyes bíróság és a magány a büntetése
A fiú álmai mint a kártyavár romokba dőltek
Egy óra kellett mire felfogta hogy a kapcsolatuknak lőttek
Az el nem követett bűneit próbálta jóvá tenni
De késő már esélytelen itt nem segyt semmi
Mert mással volt a lány a srác csak sírt ahogy csak bírt
Olyan kínt élt át amit talán soha eddig
Hónapok teltek el de amikor visszagondol a múltra
Mint azon a bizonyos éjszakán ugyanúgy szíven szúrja
Mert haverok maradtak igaz a bizalom most sem él
Hiába minden kisérlet hogy felnyissák a szemét
A srácnak valaki mondta ez a lány meg sem érdemelte
Igaz sovány vigasz de mégis lehet valami benne
[Refrén]
Az érzelmek hálójában
A szív csapdájában
A külvilág megszűnni látszik teljesen
A képzeletek világában
Az igaz érzések hiányával
A szívedben Neked nem számít már semmi sem
_________________________
sorry a linkért de szerintem érdemes hallgatni is...
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| MsMixmastermike
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2005-03-07 22:01:39 | 139. |
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muffok, hát de komolyan, kérlek titeket, hátnadenaah
én pedig úgy gondolom, hogy ha lányokról rappelnek, akkor az ien fayta szöveget kéne nyomni, nem pediga "suckmydickyoumothafuckinbitchassnigga".. ehhem
Common: Like Water For Chocolate
I never knew a luh, luh-luh, a love like this
Gotta be somethin for me to write this
Queen, I ain't seen you in a minute
Wrote this letter, and finally decide to send it
Signed sealed delivered for us to grow together
Love has no limit, let's spend it slow forever
I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you
I ain't gon' assault em cause I probably did it too
Because of you, feelings I handle with care
Some niggaz recognize the light but they can't handle the glare
You know I ain't the type to walk around with matchin shirts
If relationship is effort I will match your work
I wanna be the one to make you happiest, it hurts you the most
They say the end is near, it's important that we close..
.. to the most, high
Regardless of what happen on him let's rely
There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..
Yo, yo, check it
It's important, we communicate
and tune the fate of this union, to the right pitch
I never call you my bitch or even my boo
There's so much in a name and so much more in you
Few understand the union of woman and man
And sex and a tingle is where they assume that it land
But that's fly by night for you and the sky I write
For in these cold Chi night's moon, you my light
If heaven had a height, you would be that tall
Ghetto to coffee shop, through you I see that all
Let's stick to understandin and we won't fall
For better or worse times, I hope to me you call
So I pray everyday more than anything
friends will stay as we begin to lay
this foundation for a family - love ain't simple
Why can't it be anything worth having you work at annually
Granted we known each other for some time
It don't take a whole day to recognize sunshine
There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side, oh darling
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..
Yeah.. yo, yo, check it
It's kinda fresh you listen to more than hip-hop
and I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinkin you fresh
Suggestin beats I should rhyme to
At times when I'm lost I try to find you
You know to give me space when it's time to
My heart's dictionary defines you, it's love and happiness
Truthfully it's hard tryin to practice abstinence
The time we committed love it was real good
Had to be for me to arrive and it still feel good
I know the sex ain't gon' keep you, but as my equal
it's how I must treat you
As my reflection in light I'ma lead you
And whatever's right, I'ma feed you
Digga-da, digga-da, digga-da, digga-digga-da-da
Yo I tell you the rest when I see you, peace
There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..
(I'll) take my chances.. before they pass..
.. pass me by, oh darling..
You need to look at the other side..
You'll agree..
yaaydeszép, mingyá elolvadok.... :))
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| Kovda
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2005-03-04 21:00:21 | 138. |
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ha már muffok akkor:
Xzibit-Hit and run
[Xzibit]:
It's a lazy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the lab
Gettin' high as a kite
Proceed to rolll the light
It's real tight
In a paper Philly Blunts I don't need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango and Breeze
Came thru we blaze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for whatever
Break left from the bomb
Phone call from Ron Hightower
Shower at his crib in a hour
All the women involved drop drawers
Don't say nothin'
Just a lota nuttin'
Fuckin' plus dick suckin'
Goddamn who was that?
Half black with the fat ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
[For me]
My name's Xzibit
I aint' tryin' to spit game
Just tell me your name
And the proportions of your frame
[38-26-32]
That's right
Xzibit now has it poppin' on Sunday night
[Chorus]: (2x)
I don't wanna save 'em
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
[Verse Two]:
[Rass Kass]:
You knew the game
And you still ended up on your back...
[Xzibit]:
Bitches get laid like tracks
Break it down like that
With stacks of profilactics
Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo
[girl moaning in background]
With minimal conversation
No time wastin'
Only hard penetration
Gettin' shiners on recliners
Cummin' in your faces
Stop! Get on top
I take your mind different places
Won't be satisfied till I hit every race
Color and creed in deed
All I need is weed a fly steez
Who ain't afraid to take the lead
A little dirt on your knees
Looked over saw Breeze
Laid out on the couch about to let it all out
Nigga that's the kinda shit that I'm talkin' about
[Chorus]: (4x)
I don't wanna save em'
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
a legjobb a refrén!:-DDD
béke
Kovda
Előzmény: Down By Low (134.)
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| G Unit
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2005-03-04 14:49:53 | 137. |
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G-Unit-Stunt 101
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
I'll teach you how to stunt
My wrists stay rocked up
My TV's pop up in a Maybach benz
I'll teach you how to stunt
Nigga you can't see me
My bently GT got smoke gray rims
I'll teach you how to stunt
My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I'm shining man
I'll teach you how to stunt
I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans
I'll teach you how to stunt
[50 Cent]
Seven series BM, Six series benz
Twenty-four inches, Giovanni rims
All on one wheel when I'm on one of them
Ma, that boy out there actin a fool that's him
They say I've changed man, I'm getting paper, I'm flashy
They like me better when I'm fucked up and ashy
My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace
Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me
And I don't really care if it's platinum or white gold
As long as the VS bling, look at that light show
In the hood they say Fifty man your sneaker look white yo
Just can't believe Reebok did a deal with a psycho
Banks is a sure thing, yall niggaz might blow
I'm fittin to drop that, so I suggest you lay low
Buc, he from Cashville, Tenneckee nigga
Getting them ten of keys, save ten for me nigga
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm sensing a lot of tension now that I'm rappin
But the kids used to look up to you, what happened?
Me on the corner, ??, hand covered with platinum
Different color coupes but I'm in love with the black one
On point, cuz you get R.I.P.'s when slacking
So the stashbox big enough to squeeze the mack in
Yeah, I'm fairly new but I demand some respect
Cuz I already wear your advance on my neck
I'm fresh off the jet, then I breeze to the beaches
Blue yankee fitted, G-Unit sneakers
I already figured out what to do with all my features
Decorate the basement, full of street sweepers
When it comes to stuntin' theres nothing you can teach us
We're in a different time zone, your records don't reach us
Naww, I ain't here to save the world, just roll up a blunt
Come with me out front, I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO STUNT
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
Chain so icy, you don't have to like me
In a throwback jersey, with the throwback nikes
I know you probably seen me with Cash Money from back in the days
The only thing changed is the numbers on the range
I bought me an old school and blew out the brains
The Roc the Mic tour, I threw off my chain
My sprewell's spinning man, I'm doing my thing
And whodi now in trouble now that you in the game
Come on now, we all know gold is getting old
The ice in my teeth keep the crystal cold
G-Unit homie, actin' like yall don't know
Look, I can't even walk through the mall no more
I just pull up, get out, and get all the hoes
They never seen doors lift up on a car before
Don't be mad at me dog, that's all I know
That's how to show these fougaisies how it's supposed to go
[Chorus]
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| ronnie
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2005-03-04 12:06:48 | 136. |
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itt az "enyém"
Artist: G-Unit
Album: Beg for Mercy
Song: Poppin' Them Thangs
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Intro/Chorus: 50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to
Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs
(YEAH!) Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (ha ha)
Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs
[Verse One: 50 Cent]
After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out
I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stoute
Cut the grass around my crib so I could see these snakes
You see 'em back in the hood, it's cause I see they're fake
A preacher's son about the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar
I pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collar
I'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mya
Missy's freaky and Brandy's shot up
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up (what?)
Now you can find me with the finest hoes
Choosin which whip to drive by what match my clothes
I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice man
If I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife fam
Get out of line and I'm lightin yo' ass up
Semi-automatic's the way I tighten yo' ass up - what?
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Lloyd Banks]
Slow down punk nigga, don't exceed your speed
Cause I will put G's on your fitted like the Negro League
I got connects, I don't need no weed
I been in L.A. for a year now, so I don't see no seeds
After I'm done, you clap in a crew
Hell yeah I fuck fans, guess what, your favorite rapper does too
(YEA!) In a minute I'ma have the jeweler makin my rims spin
My crew run wild like the Jamaicans in Kingston
Nuttin but bling bling in your face boy; that's why my neck shine
like one of the shirts that Puffy and Mase wore (AHH)
I done found a nympho as soon as I pop a broad
She had my balls, head first like a soccer star
You can only stand next to the man if you proper
That take care of birds like an animal doctor
I been out and buzzin, niggaz just slept on me
So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Young Buck]
Read the paper, look at the news, we on the front page
Yeah we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage
The ice in the Jacob watch'll make a broke nigga take somethin
So I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety button
G-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvin
but play the game like they rich, to me the shit funny
I know you see me comin; cause on the front of the Maybach
it say PAYBACK for those that hated on me
I hate when niggaz claim they bangin or gang
You ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't no Blood like Game
See I been havin beef, I got my own bulletproof vest
Most of my enemies dead, I got about two left
Until my last breath, I'm sendin niggaz bulletholes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryin to be heroes
You know how we roll, everywhere that we go
It's fo-fo's, calicos, and desert eagles
[Chorus]
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2005-01-12 20:15:54 | 135. |
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aszem megegyezhetünk,ha nőcis téma,akko Too Short.1988 óta nyomatja a pimp shit-et.én bírom a csávót,habár még kevés albuma volt nálam,de maj bepótolom:)
szal van vmi iesmi tőle
baby i must confess
that your love is the best
and all I wanna do
is put my dick in you
bírom az ien szövegeket,de a kedvencem eddig C-murder:they want my money
van 1 intro előtte(éneklik):
please baby look in my eyes
and let me put my dick in your mouth
please baby don1t act like you shy
and let me bust a nut in your eyes
refrén:
bitches want my money
they want my time
but only they got
is dick up in they mouth
annyira igaz.nagyon el van találva.meg persze minden ien.
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2005-01-10 19:03:40 | 134. |
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és ha már nőcik akkor menjünk jobban bele a témába...q:))
N.W.A. - Just Don't Bite It
"Homeboy : godamn, now lick my balls, oh shit.
Bitch : You like that?
Homeboy : Put 'em off
Bitch : It's good?
Homeboy : Ouch, shit, godamn bitch you bit' my damn, shit I said suck the
mothafucka, you're bitin' it, shit!
Narrator : Has this ever happend to you?
Does her teeth get in the way while she's sucking your dick?
Does she know how to suck a dick?
Well, I had that same problem until my bitch went out and buy
NWA's new book entitled "The art of sucking dick".
Bitch : Lesson 1 - First you grab the dick, next you gently lick it up
and down, then insert it into the mouth. Take it slow, don't rush
it, and before you know it ..
SPLASH! ..."
ez a szám "intrója"
szép téma...
a leányoktól elnézést kérek ezúton ha walakinek rosszul esne...q:)
p
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2005-01-10 18:49:26 | 133. |
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nekem ez bejön szöwegügyileg a leányzókról: q:DD
N.W.A. - I ain't tha 1
Intro: girl, Ice Cube
[Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get
my hair done?] How short's your hair right now?
[Well you know I get it done every week, and I need my nails
done too] Look, I'ma tell you like this
Verse One:
I ain't the one, the one to get played like a pooh butt
See I'm from the street, so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin up in em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
But girls in biker shorts are so fly to me
So I step to em, with aggression
Listen to the kid, and learn a lesson today
See they think we narrow minded
Cause they got a cute face, and big-behinded
So I walk over and say "How ya doin?"
See I'm only down for screwin, but you know
ya gotta play it off cool
Cause if they catch you slippin, you'll get schooled
And they'll get you for your money, son
Next thing you know you're gettin their hair and they nails done
Fool, and they'll let you show em off
But when it comes to sex, they got a bad cough
Or a headache, it's all give and no take
Run out of money, and watch your heart break
They'll drop you like a bad habit
cause a brother with money yo, they gotta have it
Messin with me though, they gets none
You can't juice Ice Cube girl, cause I ain't the one
Interlude One:
[Girrrrrl, you got to get these brothers for all the money
you can honey. Cause if they ain't got no money, they can't
do nothin for me but get out of my face.]
[I know what you mean girl, it ain't nothin right jumpin off
unless he got dollars]
Verse Two:
Sometimes I used to wonder
How the hell an ugly dude get a fine girl's number
He's gettin juiced for his ducats
I tell a girl in a minute yo, I drive a bucket
And won't think nuttin of it
She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it
I show her that I'm not the O, the N-E, say
I'm a ruthless N-I double-G A
Cause I'm gamin on a female that's gamin on me
You know I spell girl with a B
A brother like me is only out for one thing
I think with my ding-a-ling, but I won't bring no
flowers to your doorstep, when we goin out
Cause you'll take it for granted, no doubt
And after the date, I'ma want to do the wild thing
You want lobster huh? I'm thinking Burger King
And when I take you, you get frustrated
You can't juice Ice Cube and you hate it
But you see, I don't go nuts
Over girls like you with the BIG ol butts
It start comin out the pocket, to knock it
But when the damage is done...
You can only lay me girl, you can't play me girl
For the simple fact that, I ain't the one
Interlude Two:
[I don't care how they look if they got money,
we can hook up but they ain't gettin none.]
[Yeah I just make em think they gonna get some,
play up they mind a lil bit, and get that money.]
[Oh Ice Cube, can I have some money pleeeease?]
Verse Three:
Give you money why bother
Cause you know I'm lookin nothin like your father
Girl, I can't be played or ganked
Ganked means getting took for your bank
Or your gold or your money or something
Nine times outta ten, she's giving up nothing
They get mad when I put it in perspective
But let's see if my knowledge is effective
To the brothas man they robbing you blind
Cause they fine with a big behind, but pay it no mind
Keep your money to yourself homie
and if you got enough game
You'll get her name and her number
Without going under
You can't leave em and love and stay above em
I used to get no play now she stay behind me
Cause I said I had a Benz 190
But I lied and played the one
Just to get some now she feels dumb
To my homies it's funny
But that's what you get trying to play me for my money
Now don't you feel used
But I don't give hoot, huh, because I knock boots
You shouldn't be, so damn material
And try to milk Ice Cube like cereal
Now how many times do I have to say it
Cause if I have to go get a gun
You girls will learn I don't burn
You think I'm a sucka, but I ain't the one
Outro:
[But you said you love me!]
I don't see no rings on this finger
[Why you doin me like this? I love you!]
Yeah you love my money, I got what I wanted -- beat it
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2005-01-10 15:08:15 | 132. |
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Atmosphere: Bird Sings Why the Caged I Know
(az egész szöveg)
"...It's the bird, it must have been the bird
Disgusting critter, it must
We should have known better then to trust
This disease infested ball of lust and carnage
Piece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I dont care
Get the bird, bring her down to the ground from out the air
Gotta tear her apart, let me at her first
Sink her to the level of the rest of us that inherit the earth
What's she thinking? does she really believe
That shes above the creatures that work the dirt and the streets
See her up in the tree, looking down at you and me
Like she's chosen over those who walk around on two feet
The bird, the melodys she play
The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak
Trying to remind us, its time to awake
Antaganizing and instigating my hate
The chirps, I turn them into screams
My feathered friends end will justity the means
Disturbed, I'll grab her by her beak
And swing her in circles untill she's too dizzy to speak
Well I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
My beautiful bird has gone away (x12)..."
____
Atmosphere: Trying to Find a Balance
"...Hello ma'am, would you be into restin'
In some sexual positions and emotional investments
See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest
Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh
Somebody give me a big yes (YES!)
God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I'm too fucked up to dance
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants
You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)..."
______________________
Atmosphere: Like Today
(az egész szöveg)
"...In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today
Woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock
butt naked except I was wearing my socks
and that's cool, 'cause most the time this floor is cold
stand up and stretch look around this mess
my place has been a cage since she left me
make my way to the kitchen, start the coffee
then dip to the bathroom, begin the triple-s
and wash the previous evening off me
now out the shower, get dry, shove a q-tip in my ear
well, what do we have here?
it appears as if a piece of me has got motivation
ain't nothin' wrong with a little morning masturbation
fresh, dressed like fifty cents
clean and awake now I'm ready to commence
spark up the caffeine and nicotine binge
and that's pretty much the pattern of how the day begins
and I write for an hour, maybe half hour more
then put on my shoes and grab my key for the door
put my headphones on for this world I ignore
trek down the street towards the record store
"hey, bro - how you doing, anything new today?"
"nah man, how you been? it's the same old same again"
well, then I'll be gone, friend, I'll see you around
and I'm out, destination uptown
in the summertime the women wear a lot of skin
and if I sit in one spot I can take 'em all in
sometimes I even talk, to see if I can make one grin
if not, yo, it's cool I ain't gonna take it personally
from Anne Landers, to Ani DiFranco to Orphan Annie
I love all women, but most of them just can't stand me
I don't know, maybe it's my hair or clothes
"...or maybe she noticed that you was diggin in you're nose..."
either way it's okay, I wasn't tryin' to get laid
I just wanted to say "I hope you have a great day"
and then she stopped with a smile that began to blush
"here, take my number, call me up, I'll come over and make you lunch"
I got up and headed down towards the book store
to check the titles, that my man Michael's got me lookin' for
my visit was short, 'cause I just couldn't feel
that cat behind the counter actin' like I'm here to steal
so I dipped back out into a cloud of tattoos
pierced body parts and colorful hairdos
and I questioned, did Babylon resemble this?
are we getting any closer to the end of the list?
a sensuous kiss, placed on apoco-lips
we teach them how to make a fist, but not to resist
and I'm wondering how'd we find this position
but people are people and I still love 'em, especially the women
onwards to the coffee shop, maybe Muddies(?) for a refill and some
sociological studies
see the junkies, while they co-exist with the sobers
all the bugging of eyeballs, the shrugging of shoulders
and that's when I saw her, sippin' on water
I wanna kiss her mom just for having this daughter
excuse me miss, I don't mean to come across strong
but I've been waitin' a while and you've been taking too long
and she smiled and I began to blush
she asked if I'd like to go to the bathroom and make some love
and I got visions of us, and the mirror getting steamed
and that's the very moment I woke up from the dream
Woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock
butt naked except I was wearing my socks
and that's cool, 'cause most the time this floor is cold
stand up and stretch and look for my soul
In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today
In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today
In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today
In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today..."
____________
Buck 65: On All Fours
(az egész szöveg)
"...There's equal spaces between the hurdles and steeple chases
So I don't go around blowing smoke in people's faces
Rather than acting like a pest to your spouse
I'll conduct my behavior like I'm a guest in your house
No matter what 'cause I found out you'll learn
It's your ass in the future if you fart on someone's furniture
Not everyone thinks having no class is funny
A fool is an outcast when he outlasts his money
I dress like an old man but so what and lord knows
I love little babies and I cry at award shows
It's nice to hear sad songs played on the piano
I'm a fan of the fine arts and John Gailliano
I use mere ? attempts to, to dispel on the powers
Of evil and believing, smelling the flowers even
Life is a flagrant, a thug will get stagnant
So follow your nose and savior the fragrance
I don't act hard and waste time with irrelevance
Or underestimate the audience's intelligence
I do what I do with skill and sincerity
I am what I am, not a fraud or a parody
So I don't act hard and waste time with irrelevance
Or underestimate the audience's intelligence
I just do what I do with skill and sincerity..."
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2005-01-08 18:30:44 | 131. |
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Ez kurvára teccik!!!!:
"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority
But right about now, I use my authority
Cause I'm like the Wizard and you look lost like Dorothy"
//Gangstarr - You know my Steez//
Kovda
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2004-10-04 19:42:18 | 130. |
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KRS-One - t az én emberem...az egyik legjobb zenét az én izlésemnek ő csinálja...The Teacher :
" [KRS-One] Class in session. What, is, democracy?
[student] Yo it's the rule of the people. The self rule.
[student] It's what the people want!
[K] That's right. But is this a democracy?
[s] Nah, democracy is a goal to be attained.
[K] That's right. The character of the people should be reflected
[K] in the laws and the institution of the state.
[s] Psssh, I don't see my character reflected!
[K] Tell me
[Chorus One: KRS-One]
WHY, are all the schools they fallin apart
and WHY, the youth not takin no musical art
and WHY, the professionals really don't know where to start
No, one, really, cares, about
WHY, the people ain't trustin the law and the order
and WHY, the hookers from 70's look like our daughters
and WHY, the radio station they help with the slaughter
No, one, really, cares, about ... "
KRS-One - WHY
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2004-10-01 10:25:18 | 129. |
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"Go to hell girl, you make me sick!
I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick"
/asszem Esoteric,de nem biztos../
"[Ill Bill]
I eat politicians for breakfast
Till infinity it's endless
Bill and Hillary, George Bush, everybody's gettin it
Presidents, Supreme Court Justices, and Senators
Run up in the White House
Erase people, edit them
Press delete, hit em in the chest with heat
Hail to the chief
Bullets everywhere, its beef
Violence is more American than apple pie and Soul Train
Baseball, nickel-plated nines, and cocaine
It's Ill Bill, Non-Phixion
If I offended you with my words I meant it
Protected by the First Amendment
If this was Iraq I'd a been beheaded
Instead of sparkin a dime log
I'd be hangin in Baghdad shredded
Yeah I recognize
But if I ever disappear under mysterious pretenses
You guess why
I guess the CIA's trying to die
They wanna terrorize the kid
And fry him alive
(Chorus)
Scared heads and Black hebrews
Punk rockers and Hip-Hoppers
Street pharmacists, drug dealers, witch doctors
Rappers wearing hundred thousand dollar wrist watches
Little kids starving, the police killed his father
Rich man, poor man, civilized man, Tarzan
Who's right? fightin over God's land
American History X
Represent the future unknown
What's next?
[Ill Bill]
I leave an ATF truck burning with the passengers in it
Hit it with anti-aircraft missiles with Bill's spid-it
No apologies, asking what's wrong with truth
Tell me whats wrong with the world
I'll tell you what's wrong with you
What's wrong with the youth
Brain eating, corpses, and coupes
Sorcerers and spooks
Luminating torturous kooks
Murdering devils that wear police officer suits
Revolutionaries standing on street corners and stoops
I'm the reason the FBI killed JFK
The reason they have metal detectors at JFK
The reason that the Constitution no longer protects us
They don't even need a reason anymore to arrest us
Living in a state of Martial Law
Learn the arts of war
Arm yourself, marching forth into the monster's jaws
America eats its young, swallow raw
Falling through the doorway of death
Never know what we dying for
(Chorus)
[Ill Bill]
I seen spoiled kids murder they parents with shotguns
Poor kids from the hood sellin they mom's drugs
A lost generation of fools
Without a clear destination
No guidance, no rules, no education
And the older generation's no better
Matter of fact they worse
They oughta know better
These greedy motherfuckers trade blood for oil
An American graveyard on another man's soil
Makes no sense
The Roman Empire in the present tense
Murder for corporations that they represent
Whether Democrat or Republican
The same scumbag government
Where scumbag brains are running shit
(Chorus)
(x2) "
/Non-Phixion's Ill Bill/
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2004-10-01 10:20:39 | 128. |
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"I'm stompin on these chatroom fakes
whose hip-hop coincides with them cheesy remakes
You little kids playin the critics hard
Go back to your other hobby - Pokemon cards"
/MR.Eon/
:DD
"I master my steez, disaterous to wacker MC's
Attacking with ease, and bring a bat to shatter your knees
I'm badder than these...
Rappers screaming, "Apathy please, show mercy"
But their begging doesn't matter to me
I'm allergic to wacker rappers, and automaticaly sneeze
So when they rap after me, I try not to breathe
Blow flows into tissue like boogies and snots
Cock the hammer, pop the glock like a rookiesh cop
And when bitches see me rock, their pussy gets hot
Got 'em counting down the days that it took me to drop
And when the records in the store, you'll be begging for more
Cause you never heard a style like this perfected before
From the surface of the Earth to the center of the core
Epidermis of a girl or placenta of a whore
All the verses in the World couldn't settle the score
Causy Apathetic is the master of the deepest metaphors
I'll snatch your żlink?, just to make you think
I draw gats quicker than the human optical blinks
Have you terrified, washing your sweaty face in a sink
Cause you pussy like a porn star dressed in pink
I'm on the brink of blowing to being thrown in the clink
Cause I start fights with cats like my shit don't stink
You think you gigantic, but you Titanic sink
I'm dynamic with ink, making larger heads shrink
I don't rock ice, don't even like ice in drinks
Go south for the winter, to hot for ice rinks
You flow soft, knock your nose off like the Sphinx
Hit hoes off, that's why your girls see's me and winks
I'm the sleeziest rap fink, Hip-Hop's Larry Flynnt
Hard to see like black tints, cats squint to glimpse
Never leave hints, photos, or finger prints
I'm down low, below underground macs and pimps
You new jack's and whimps, try hard, but cum limp
While my name is getting print across billboards and blimps
Ap Bar-B-Ques you shrimps, leaving my imprints
An inch in your skull before you could even flinch
Battle me, step up and die
So let me clarify, that I terrify
Paralyze, while you sit there and cry
I never lie, verify
I travel without moving like Ap was Jamaroquoi"
/Apathy/
"I, I who have nothing...
Intersections in real time
The umbro can circle in dimensions of the mind
Atomic bonds
The eternal time that defines
The vanity of my insanity in thru time
Will shine
Like the night seeds under the moon
The haunted corners of familiar rooms
Yet i'm consumed
With vanishing into thin air
The realization that this shit is my cross to bare
So where
Did I think I could run away to see
The people that decided to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to wait for happier tomorrows
And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrows
For my distractions the books of paper that i've scrawlened
I'm eloquent in summer breeze and leaves just have fallen
I crawl in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge
I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins
I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no
As I decay, demons prey above me like a vulture
Ability to endure contradiciton is a high sign of culture
Verbal sculptures, self defacing
It is not God or lunacy that I am facing
But the erasing of the purity and passion of my words
The herds of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd
But I preferred
To walk away from all the feuds
To find my life is more confusing than a rubic's cube
So i'm subdued
In all my words of verbal prods
To live alone one must be an animal or a God
But it's official
All of my pain is clear as crystal
The natural side of life has now been seeming artificial
But I can hit you
And rest assured that i'ma last words
I could give a fuck about ya secrets and ya passwords
I can pass words with the ability to hurt you
Patience is a virtue and knowledge is a ?commercial?
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no
Lost among the miracles, I stand alone
And i've grown into a being that's sitting on top of throne
I've known
For many years that I would turn to rust
I find a reason for another breath
Before my return to dust
I become one with science and mathematic and the rising of the sun
I'm numb
To all of those who blinded cannot see
The chastiser of the enemy
Perception requires duality
Inspect ya soul, the color of coal inside the body
I have hardly, come across them who's holy
Send them to the ?cheribem? to control thee
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the cold
The battle field is new but the war is now old
You can never see the merest shadow of a halo
Above the head of evil jin who's deadly like tornado
The world has become an aquarium
Full of gaping fish with murderous mouths
I on the other hand stand on the outside looking in
Writing down murderous files
I who have nothing but the lack of variation
And I who have nothing but chains and suffocation
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no"
/Jedi Mind Tricks/
dee még van egy csomó..
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2004-10-01 07:43:48 | 127. |
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"Minnél több embert ismerek meg, annál jobban szeretem a kutyámat"
DMX
Ezzel én is így vagyok...
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2004-04-01 14:11:40 | 126. |
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ha a Black Ice cd-n van,akkor tuti a szám címe.
Előzmény: Nox (125.)
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| Nox
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2004-03-31 05:47:39 | 125. |
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Jah nem is murdoc írta a megfejtést hanem Cápa!Akkor is ugyan ez...
bocs scharky
Előzmény: Cápa (122.)
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| Nox
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2004-03-31 05:45:20 | 124. |
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nAh akkor amit megígértem!De várjál csak ennek a számnak mintha más lenne a címe!
vagy nem?azt mondtad te sem tudod biztosra!
Szerintem más a szám címe!Nem?győződj meg róla hogy az-e és meg a 100 respect!
Előzmény: Murdoc69 (123.)
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2004-03-27 20:32:51 | 123. |
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House Of Pain
X-Files
Well if Jesus is your Lord
Then Praise your God
And if Islams's your Thing-
Allah U Akbar
And If you represent the 6 pointed star
Well, then my Hebs back home told me say Shalom
I put grooves in the mix
I make moves like the Knicks
I'll take ya strait up the lane
And block you out the frame
Then I freez it
Believes it
You needs it like heroin
Before you git your fight on
Kid, get your stare on
Here come the Don Dada
Makin' ghettos red hotter
I drop the boom bada
Like Jake LaMatta
I can single you out
And isolate you like Mato
I'm undefeted like Rocky Marciano
I hit you right below the belt
Now you singin' Saprano
Talk what ya talk
Still you dont know what I know
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2004-03-27 15:38:25 | 122. |
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asszem még nem érkezett megfejtés.
tipp:Black Ice feat Busta:Raplamació,a Lavina vol.1-ről.
a rap-részről rájöttem h tuti Busta lesz,a refrén meg segített a többi infót kitalálni.
ahhoz képest h nem hallgatom...
Előzmény: Nox (118.)
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2004-03-26 14:52:03 | 121. |
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"They say it's lonely at the top,in whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invicible,no plan is foolproof
We al must meet our moment of truth
Sometimes you gotta dig deep,when problems come near
Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad thing happen,to good people?
Seems that life is just a constest war between good and evil
So like they say,every dog has it's day
And like they say,God works in a mysterious way
So I pray,remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth"
"Aiyyo Bo knows this,and Bo knows that
But Bo don't jack,cause Bo can't rap":)
Ennyi elég lesz.:D
Peace
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| Fuckin Killah
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2004-03-12 12:23:46 | 120. |
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Na, hát így kezdõdött:
i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat
and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
Ez már más:
Be, B-Boys and girls, listen up
You can be anything in the world, in God we trust
An architect, doctor, maybe an actress
But nothing comes easy it takes much practice
És:...
Hey, it's me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many records you expectin to sell
after your second LP sends you directly to jail?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital
És SAJNOS idej jutottunk (jutottak egyesek):
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Na így...
U.I.: Nem láttam itt Eminem szöveget és nem tudom megérteni azt, hogy miért nem nagyon szeretik
egyesek. Talán túl õszinte vagy mi? Vagy túl ismert? Nem minden szar, ami híres. (Régi székely
mondás:) )
Előzmény: preemoo (119.)
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2004-03-03 11:32:55 | 119. |
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How about some hardcore,yeah we like it raw for sure
Broads on the floor,wall to wall
There's more at the door,players ball to score
Cause this right here is for all of y'all
Rakim and Premo,yo i got what you need bro
You go see a show,smoke an L,mean yo
And deejays play hits with hard bass kicks
And then they display tricks like The Matrix
Make the record fly undertaked by the naked eye
So just feel the vibe 'cause your ears never lie
Nowadays deejays bags of tricks,graphic
On some behind the back shit,catch it and scratch it
Classic,the kid got his craft mastered
Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic
Spin it back and forth and grab it,and know just where it is...
There it is
Hatalmas zene...
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| Nox
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2004-03-03 07:45:20 | 118. |
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AZ EGYIK KEDVENC SZÁMOM!
aKI TUDJA HOGY KIK AZ ELŐADÓK ÉS MI A SZÁM CÍME ÉS HOGY HONNAN,MELYIK ALBUMRÓL VAN,ANNAK LEÍROM A RESPECTEMET 100-SZOR
ÉS ÚGY HOGY NEM MÁSOLOK,HANEM MINDEN BETŰT MÁSHOHY ÍROK PL.:rEsPeCt,REspect stb....
a oontokat muszáj lesz kitenni mert akkor már nagyon egyszerű lenne kitalálni hogy kinek a szövege!
NAh mi ez?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Én tudom azt hogy hova tartozok,honnan jöttem
különösebben nem érdekelt ki volt az akit leköptem
az én nevem a garancia arra,hogy biztos lehetsz abban
hogy a ... az igazi John Gotti fajta
A becenevem gengszter ezen a környéken
nem is tudom hogy hogyan jöttem össze G a fekete jéggel
és hogy mi a lényeg testvér?az hogy úgy hívnak hogy eredeti
amikor úgy baszom oda öcsém mint a Kétro vagy a spéci
akik az okosságot tudják azok nem beszélnek róla
nem attól lesz valaki májer hogy a kezén az óra Doxa
Bevonultam a stúdióba nah így kezdődik a rajság
Az én spanjaim nagyon jól tudják mi az igazi vadság
akiknek meg az arcára van írva hogy egy kicsit nagy csíra
A kokszod amit vesznek tőled csak sedux és kapszula
Ha szerencséd van akkor a rendőrök büntetnek meg
Nem az utcán kapnak el bazdmeg és szedik ki a beledet!
Ahogy a .....-Jóni gang bang a kertvárosi G-Funk (G-fenk)
mert azt tudod,tudod hogy a faszom kapod
A tiltakozásnak még van helye egy pár hullát már elástam a kertemben
mikor a bárányok hallgatnak annak van csak értelme
de a ..... az a bárány akinek a színe fekete
Minden spanomnak bazdmeg akivel jégre leszel téve!
refr.:Mondtam,mondtam hogy én nem felejtek!
de te elfeletted,sose voltál gengszter
a fekete bárány aka .....
gengszter,gengszter mind meg lesztek baszva!
NAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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| preemoo
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2004-03-02 22:13:51 | 117. |
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I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar
The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars,that black sellers
Who been beaten,raped,lynched,robbed and stoned
And caused to roam the earth in service cause they couldn't maintain at home
This dates back to 1555
When they captured the first tribe of man
And pilled them in a pen
Fifty feet high
They took em all on a 9000 mile ride
And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before
But read about this inside the ancient books of war
Bonded in stainless steel stripped of their language
Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless
Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on the auction,taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part
The devils cursed God and reserved God
And turned God into dog and made people search hard
To a trauma,dropped our mommas off in Bahamas and Barbados
Tobagos,separeted us from slave boats
Made our own brothers hate us
From Virgin Isle to Jamaica
Trinidad,Hondures,Haiti,Grenada
Bermuda to Cayman,mental slavement
You black gods become awaken
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| Down By Low
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2004-03-01 16:14:20 | 116. |
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ha már Krs...
...you rhymin for the TV, or a million CD's?
You ain't a MC, you ain't UNDERGROUND...
p
Előzmény: Grist187 (115.)
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| Grist187
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2004-02-20 23:30:53 | 115. |
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Klasszikus szöveg:
"
Yes-yes-yo, you don't stop, KRS One, rock on!"
"I'm not sayin' I'm Number One, oh I'm sorry, I lied: I'm Number One, Two, Three, Four, and Five!"
KRS One: Rappers' Delight
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| bzsdm
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2004-02-18 09:35:46 | 114. |
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Ki tudja ez milyen együttes? Megvan vkinek mp3-ban?
Leveleket irogatnak ujabban a kannibálok
aszitték a gyerekek, hogy valamit majd kitalálok
laposüveg a kezedben, hol egy vödör belehányok
ez a legjobb haverom, de ne hidd azt hogy vele járok
...
Fenn az égben mi van? Fekete csajok az angyalok?
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A másik szám pedig ez, valszinu ugyanattol az egyuttestol:
Az első csókod az arcomat érte
na ide figyelj kislány mondd ki kérte?
Ha letámadsz azzal nem érsz semmit,
a kapcsolatunkon már ez sem lendít.
Nem akarlak látni ennyi az egész
a kettőnk dolgát megette a penész.
Egy hetet jártunk ez nekem elég,
vagy szorongassam örökké egy lány kezét?
Vágyom az újra ez a magyarázat,
de hidd el kislány nem ez a gyalázat.
A legnagyobb baj veletek a nőkkel,
hogy nem gondoltok csak a beteendőkkel.
....
a fiú meg mehet a fészkes fenébe.
Náalam ez nem megy hűtsd le magad én rúglak ki előbb ha törik ha szakad.
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5 vége 6 vége héétvéége
Itt a hétvége megint újra élek
ilyenkor a holtakba is vissszatér az élet
....
Hétfőn hétkor nem csöng az óra
elmentek a szülők egy kis vakációra
Nem keltünk fel tízig, nem hát,
mikor megláttuk az új Porsche kulcsát.
Szultán felugrott: A tank majdnem tele,
egy icipici kört azért kéne tenni vele.
Garázst nyitok, gomb, aztán padlóig a gázt,
ha valami baja lesz? Na majd vigyázunk.
Egy srác a kapu előtt majdnem szívbajt kap,
hey that pick we ip (vagy vmi ilyesmi)
Száguldun keresztül a városon,
két mérföld óránként, hogy mindenki lásson.
Majdnem hazaértünk, amikor hirtelen
két szoknya két láb előttünk terem.
Felvesszük őket? Na még szép!
Nyomom a dudát és csikorog a fék.
.... átlépi az ajtót,
miniszoknyában észveszajtó.
Rúzsozza a száját közben magyaráz:
Imádom a száguldást nyomjad a gázt!
A kilométer óra kiüti a műszerfalat,
csak hogy a csaj végre csönben marad.
...
Indul a Zsiguli, villan a vaku.
Jó napot kívánok! Jogosítvány egyebek?
Jogsim az nincs, de nagyon jól vezetek.
Mr Dabulina, mr pap dabulina :)
Na ennyit tudok fejből. Ahol nem jutott eszembe ott ... Ismeri ezt vki?
Üdv
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| Laczka
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2004-02-08 15:54:35 | 113. |
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I'm ready to meet him cuz where I'm livin ain't right
Black hate white,white hate black,it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspectin a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the lord
(What did I say?)Follow your word, and be true
(What did you do?)Well,what I wanted to do
(What have you seen?)Darkness and hell at a glance
(What did you want)All I want is another chance
After what I just saw,I'm ridin with the lord
Cuz I really can't afford to lose my head by the sword
And now that I've seen,what I need to see
Please take where I need to be
Dmx-Ready to meet him
na ennyi,mer lusta vagyok
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| yoppy_G
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2004-02-07 22:10:08 | 112. |
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Niggaz can't fuck with these lyrics God
YouknowhatI'msayin? Knahmean?
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| yoppy_G
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2004-02-07 22:08:24 | 111. |
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Nah beszállok srácok már 1 ideje olvasom meg ugyis netbuzzer vagyok szal mostantol hardcore bombingba kudom a szoveget.
Your mama name Peter, papa name Cita
Fuck that nigga, when it come to the heater
Be the elevator, pussy eater
Too desperator, got shot, a hibernator
Hit a nigga later, he got to vacate 'em
Old Dirty corporata, splash, I'm up on the punanny flash
Bad gas, Macintosh, the light is red
Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated
For 29 years, no educated
High caded, cuz you kept it checkmated
What a waste, I'm up in yo' face like what
All you niggas I'm puttin you in your place !
ez sztm kurvanagy...es itt az orok kedvencem a legjobb elmondhatatlanul isten wu tang triumph :
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osirus of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine
[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block
[Method Man]
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
[Cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
[U-God]
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow
For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king
[RZA]
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare
Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of your cerebrum cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal, like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation
[GZA]
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song
[Masta Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the Nation, this is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save self from
This relentless attack of the track spares none
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back
Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowin like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincin, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands, like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
it's me, black nobled you Ali
Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so?
Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz
[Raekwon]
Aiyyo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my manchild walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer
Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide in, sickenin
Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland
lehet sok de megéri olvassatok el :D peace out !
yoppy
Előzmény: Laczka (110.)
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| Laczka
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2004-01-30 18:23:16 | 110. |
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Ma is írok:
No matter how many tears you moms's cried
Ain't gon bring yo ass back,plus in hell you gon fry
Why?But now the only two relative questions
Is"Do we bury him or burn?Any suggestions?"
Either way,you up out of here for good
Now when the niggaz mention your name they knockin on wood
Did I,get my,point across?
Another body on shottie another joint I toss
2.:
My hitory living G like
Enemies that wanna see me
Would it be like
Picture me practicing perfection
Now hit the deck
Playa haters gettin chin checked
When I hit the set
Watch how they fall
When I buck em all
We outlaw,westside
Playa,touch em all
I buck them all
Then remain ballin
Out the moon
With my glock cocked
3.:
Let's go to war,no,not with guns
Blast you with heat,original beats they run
Fast and faster,Master like P
Or you can just say,Master Warren g
I'm bout it bout it,highly touted
And I doubt it
If I let another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it
I truck more styles,like my Yukon I puke on
The rest of these niggaz,trying to contest
ennyi
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2004-01-30 10:11:33 | 109. |
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Egy kedvenc, egy bonyolult, de mégis működő műfajágból. És benne van az a bizonyos... majd kiemelem... :-)
"""When I lost my Uncle Charlie, part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin’ up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us, at the shows we sing to you
And I really hope you live through what we spit on the
song
You might have through somethin’, hopin’ nothin’ like
Bone
Like one, said we’ll never make it
Like two, thirty mill’ in they faces
And I really thought it was over, put us on and he
left
Crossed over, BACK TO THE HOOD WE SOULJAHS
The music nigga make it back scandalous
But faith kicked in and award shows and we winnin’ now
Gotta keep it comin’ food in my baby’s mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain’t did nothin’, now you wanna flip
Suin’ people, things you would’ve never made on your
own
Now I wanna stay, while a thug nigga leave the hood,
buy a bigger home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it’ll all be gone
You can really help a buster if it ain’t meant to be
With a little ooh-wee, with a little ooh-wee
I’m tired of tryin’ to help these thugs
Lord, just guide em’ home, guide ‘em home"""
Priest
a szövegből ráismerhető, de aki nemtudná, talájja ki kik a illetékesek... :-)
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2004-01-30 05:18:01 | 108. |
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Én meg tavaly beképzelt voltam,de mostmár tökéletes vagyok.:DDD
Ez nem ellened irányult,nehogy azt hidd.
Előzmény: Down By Low (107.)
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2004-01-29 20:49:35 | 107. |
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azt hiszem...igazad wan...q:))))))
miota erzem az erot magamban...mas ember lettem...megnott a kardom...sokkal kemenyebb...q:)))))))))
nah p es nezzetek a Fabry-t...
Előzmény: Thalee (106.)
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2004-01-29 18:56:26 | 106. |
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jó, de nem lehet mindenki tehetséges mint te d:))
Előzmény: Down By Low (105.)
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