27-08-2006, 15:14 | #831 |
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Courage
(J. DeMaio) Some want to think hope is lost see me stand-alone I can't do what others may want then I'll have no home So for now wave good-bye and leave your hands held high Hear this song of courage long into the night So for now wave good-bye leave your hands held high Hear this song of courage long into the night And the wind will bear my cry to all who hope to fly Hear this song of courage ride into the night Battles are fought by those with the courage to believe They are won by those who find the heart Find a heart to share This heart that fills the soul will point the way to victory If there's a fight then i'll be there i'll be there So for now wave good-bye, leave your hands held high Hear this song of courage long into the night And the wind will bear my cry to all who hope to fly Lift your wings up high my friend fearless to the end So for now wave good-bye, leave your hands held high Hear this song of courage long into the night
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27-08-2006, 15:15 | #832 |
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Shape of my heart, Sting
He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for respect He deals the cards to find the answer The secret geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape Shape of my heart And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape Shape of my heart
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27-08-2006, 15:16 | #833 |
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Fragile, Sting
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay Perhaps this final act was meant To clinch a lifetime's argument That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could For all those born beneath an angry star Lest we forget how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star, like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are, how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star, like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are, how fragile we are How fragile we are, how fragile we are
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27-08-2006, 15:16 | #834 | |
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(Chorus 2x) 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 (Verse1) Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus 2x) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money with me, if you curious to see how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH (Chorus 2x) (Verse 3) I told you fools before, I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK (Chorus 2x) Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH |
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27-08-2006, 15:18 | #835 |
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Heart of Steel
(J. DeMaio) Manowar Build a fire a thousands miles away to light my long Way home I ride a commet My trail is long to stay Silence is a heavy stone I fight the world and take all they can give There are times my heart hangs low Born to walk against the wind Born to hear my name No matter where I stand I'm alone Stand and fight Live by your heart Always one more try I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight Say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Burn the bridge behind you Leave no retreat There's only one way home Those who laugh and crowd the path and cut each Other's throats Will fall like melting snow They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes They'll bow their heads Their hearts will hang low Then we'll laugh and they will kneel and know this Heart of steel was Too hard to break Too hard to bold Stand and fight Live by your heart Always one more try I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight Say what you feel Born with a heart of steel
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27-08-2006, 15:22 | #836 |
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Возможно есть у кого-нибудь "Arabian Star" E-Type? Пли-и-и-из
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27-08-2006, 21:28 | #837 |
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У кого нить есть текст Stone_sour- through glass ?
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27-08-2006, 23:02 | #838 | |
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Through Glass by Stone Sour Through Glass I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed Oh God it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home Sitting all alone inside your head How do you feel, that is the question But I forget you don't expect an easy answer When something like a soul becomes initialized And folded up like paper dolls and little notes You can't expect a bit of hope So while you're outside looking in describing what you see Remember what you're staring at is me 'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed All I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head How much is real, so much to question An epidemic of the mannequins contaminating everything When thought came from the heart But never did right from the start Just listen to the noises (no more sad voices) Before you tell yourself It's just a different scene Remember its just different from what you've seen I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed And all I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head 'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed And all I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head (Refrain) And it's the stars The stars that shine for you And it's the stars The stars that lie to you I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed Oh God it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head 'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed All I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head (Refrain) And it's the stars The stars that shine for you And it's the stars The stars that lie to you (Repeat 1) Who are the stars? Who are the stars? They lie…
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27-08-2006, 23:03 | #839 | |
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А кому спасибо сказать нада?
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27-08-2006, 23:14 | #840 | |
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завтра на фотбуле...побачимсся... Не люблю Слипкнот...но блин эт композиция оч понравилась.... яя то думал что солист Слипов уродец...а тут В клипе Stone sour-throug the glass смотрю... нормальный чувак...
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