Najlepsze, najgłupsze, najmądrzejsze, najfajniejsze, najgorsze - jakiekolwiek, byle by były tekstem piosenki... Mile widziane krótkie uzasadnienie, dlaczego właśnie ten tekst się wstawiło
Najlepsze, najgłupsze, najmądrzejsze, najfajniejsze, najgorsze - jakiekolwiek, byle by były tekstem piosenki... Mile widziane krótkie uzasadnienie, dlaczego właśnie ten tekst się wstawiło
Soldiers of hate, nazi leaders and civilians
I will take them to where they belong
For I've seen many wars,
Heard a hundred calls to arms
Salvation is my name
To teraz ja: Emo Song z filmu "How to be Emo?"; wykonawcy: Ryan Higa i Sean Fujioshi. Piosenka bez sensu, ale jednak się uśmiałam. Nie będę tutaj jej zapisywać, bo mam ją w podpisie. A jeśli chcecie jej posłuchać, kliknijcie na link pod nią.
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die...
Taaa.... świetna .
Blackfield - Once
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=qxhhVGbEMdo
Tak jakoś po prostu .Want you to know
That i could go, anytime
I want you to know...
Gave me her lips
Gave me her perfect hips
The slowdown,
A slowdown in love..
Once i rise inside
Once she had hold me
She was my only, only true love
Once she had told me
That'll hold me, only true love
She would stay all night
She would be so quiet, as she walked
Laughed at my joked
Once i rise inside
Once she had hold me
She was my only, only true love
Once she had told me
That'll hold me, only true love
Once she had hold me
She was my only, only true love
Once she had told me
That'll hold me, only true love
Wersja z koncertu w Warszawie (jakoś kręcenia telefonem komórkowym), na którym miałem okazje być:
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=LhmNAIhsm9c
Każdą sprawę można rozwiązać w trojaki sposób: dobrze, źle i po mojemu.
Fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate; hate leads to suffering. - Yoda
"Cudzej pizzy się nie zeżera!"
~Buka
A oto najgłupsza ( przynajmniej wg mnie) piosenka na świecie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpyUsg_2lNE
EMO...;/ Nie toleruję tej Toli...I’m not this cute, cute little girl!
I’m not playing with that shit!
I’m more whatever girl
And exactly now what want from life
Ur makin’ me LOL
U better get off ma way!
So now shut up!!!
And stop yelling at me!
I wanna get what I deserved!
get what I deserved
So I’m telling myself
Wake up, wake up!
There’s no time to waste!
Get up, get up!!
Do it ur own way!
Don’t ya , don’t ya
See they’re fake?!
Get up! Get up!
Leave the shit behind!
I’m more confident than I ever was!!
I’m more confident than u ever thought!!
Just let me be myself
U don’t like me? I don’t care!
Just let me do it my own way
U don’t like it, I don’t care!
So now shut up!!!
And stop yelling at me!!!
Hell ye, I don’t care
What u think of me
So I’m telling myself
Wake up, wake up!
There’s no time to waste!
Get up, get up!!
Do it ur own way!
Don’t ya , don’t ya
See they’re fake
Get up! Get up!
Leave the shit behind!
What why u looking at me like that
I don’t , I don’t care what think of me
coz it’s t.o.l.a u got it, got it, tatooed on your hand
and the b.l.o.g.27. it’s a kinda number that doesn’t change never!
So now shut up!!!
And stop yelling at me!
I wanna get what I deserved!
get what I deserved
So I’m telling myself!
Wake up, wake up!
There’s no time to waste!
Get up, get up!!
Do it ur own way!
Don’t ya , don’t ya
See they’re fake?!
Get up! Get up!
Leave the shit oh!
Wake up, wake up!
There’s no time to waste!
Get up, get up!!
Do it ur own way!
Don’t ya , don’t ya
See they’re fake
Get up! Get up!
Leave the shit behind
?eee... Normalnie... Pampers!
Jeden z najgłupszych tekstów jakie słyszałem. Spotkałem kiedyś Kupichę osobiście. Koleś normalny. Gra nawet ciekawą muzykę, tylko te jego teksty... Masa zupełnie nie klejących się do siebie metafor.Jak anioła głos,
Usłyszałem ją.
Powiedziała patrz…
Tak, to On.
Na rozstaju dróg,
Stoi dobry Bóg,
On wskaże Ci drogę…
Już pod koniec dnia,
Widzę obraz Twój,
Widzę miejsca w których byłem,
Widzę ludzi tłum.
Już pod koniec dnia,
Pustej szklanki dźwięk,
To chyba sen!
No, no, no...
Już pod koniec dnia,
Widzę obraz Twój.
W pustej szklance,
Pomarańczę,
To dobytek mój.
Już pod koniec dnia,
Pustej szklanki dźwięk,
To chyba sen!
Jak anioła głos,
Usłyszałem ją.
Powiedziała patrz…
Tak, to On.
Na rozstaju dróg,
Stoi dobry Bóg,
On wskaże Ci drogę…
Już pod koniec dnia,
Widzę obraz Twój,
Widzę usta, w których
Nieraz swój, Topiłem ból.
[...........................]
Każdą sprawę można rozwiązać w trojaki sposób: dobrze, źle i po mojemu.
Fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate; hate leads to suffering. - Yoda
"Cudzej pizzy się nie zeżera!"
~Buka
To jest taka śmieszna piosenka:
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=XacaPgDlh-0
Ballroom scene, but the fire underneath.
Gonna eat you alive,
Gonna bring you to your knees. (YO!)
Went out drinking late last night,
I had a blast.
But now the morning light has come
and kicked my ass.
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm crawling to the bathroom again
It hurts so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
And by my seventh shot I was invincible
I would have never thought I'd be this miserable
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm rolling back and forth on the bed
I'm worked so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
Won't someone just kill me?
Put me out of my misery
I'm making deals with God
I'll do anything
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please! (YO!)
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm crawling to the bathroom again
It hurts so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
I'll probably never drink again
I may not ever drink again
At least not till next weekend
I'm never gonna drink again
Soldiers of hate, nazi leaders and civilians
I will take them to where they belong
For I've seen many wars,
Heard a hundred calls to arms
Salvation is my name
Kto by nie znał tej piosenki... Ogólnie wpada w ucho, ale zgadzam się- teksty nie są zbyt mądre........W pustej szklance,
Pomarańczę,
To dobytek mój
Pff... Albo: Słuchaj-aj-aj!!!
Super piosenka: Disturbed - Down with the Sickness:
Can you feel that?
Ah, shit
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)
Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me
(And when I dream)
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy?
Don't do it, you're hurting me
Why did you have to be such a bitch
Why don't you,
Why don't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die
I link:
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=Fq3QmtV8vT0
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die...
Eminem - Like toy soldiers
http://pl.youtube.com/results?search...s&search_type=
Step by step, heart to heart
Left right left, we all fall down..
Step by step, heart to heart
Left right left, we all fall down
Like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on
We're toy soldiers
[Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be the soldier, who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I ain't never 'sposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin toe to toe with the Benzino
It don't matter I'd never drag 'em in battles that I can handle
'less I absolutely have to, I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
That Ja shit, I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross, and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song, and I just lost it
It was crazy, the shit went way beyond some Jay-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle is won I feel like we lost it
I spent so much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it, I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it
That was never my object, for someone to get killed
Why would I want to destroy somethin I helped build?
It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin {Suge}
And that was just out of respect, for not runnin my mouth
And talkin about somethin that I knew nothin about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he's all over TV, now I'm talkin a man
who literally saved my life, like fuck it I understand
This is business, and this shit just isn't none of my business
I'm still knowin this shit could pop off at any minute, because
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when, you could just say a rhyme and
wouldn't have to worry about, one of your people dyin
But now it's elevated, cause once you put someone's kids in it
the shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
It's a different ball game, you call names and you ain't just rappin
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it, he wasn't gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin in magazines how he stabbed him
Fuck him, 50 smash him, mash him and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he's fucked the game up, cause one of the ways I came up
was through that publication, the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it, has got a grudge against me for nothin?
Well fuck it, that motherfucker could get it too, fuck him then
But I'm so busy bein pissed off, I don't stop to think
That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder INC
And he's inherited mine, which is fine, ain't like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that's on the front line
that's willin to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
And maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in the chorus
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
to have Runyon Avenue soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than ANY award is
But I ain't tryin to have none of people hurt or murdered
It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
Than to just say that I love y'all too much to see the verdict
I'll walk away from it all, 'fore I let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin
I'm just willin to be the bigger man if y'all can quit poppin
off at your jaws well then I can, cause frankly I'm sick of talkin
I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cause
[Chorus]
'Za dużo myśli.'
Eminem? To jest JEGO ORYGINALNY UTWÓR?! Taa... jakbyś nie wiedział, ta piosenka należy to Martiki, 1989 rok.
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die...
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