06-02-2006, 18:22 | #21 |
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Adema feat. Chester Bennigton
Giving In
Will you, walk me To the edge again Shaking, lonely, and I am drinking again Woke up tonight and no one's here with me I'm giving in to you Take me under I'm giving in to you I'm dying tonight I'm giving in to you Watch me crumble I'm giving in to you I'm crying tonight I'm giving in to you Caught up, in life Losing all my friends Family has tried, to heal all my addictions Tragic it seems, to be alone again I'm giving in to you Take me under I'm giving in to you I'm dying tonight I'm giving in to you Watch me crumble I'm giving in to you I'm crying tonight I'm giving in to you (Oh fuck) I look forward, to dying tonight Drinks still on myself, life's harder every day The stress has got me I'm giving in Giving Giving in now! Take me under (I'm killing all the faith) I'm dying tonight (I'm sick of all that faith) Watch me crumble (I'm killing all the faith) I'm crying tonight I'm giving in to you Take me under I'm giving in to you I'm dying tonight I'm giving in to you Watch me crumble I'm giving in to you I'm crying tonight I'm giving in to you Take me under I'm giving in to you I'm dying tonight I'm giving in to you
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ТруГоп Мистер попиисят!!! Чисто там де ... не какають (с) I'm Not Jesus What do U want from me? |
06-02-2006, 18:25 | #22 |
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Пиздец, шикарнейший топ убили...
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06-02-2006, 21:35 | #23 |
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Адреса: ...Тут недалеко... Идём... Покажу....=))
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Ачто с тем топом что был когда-то???
Бросить вам КастЫ крапаль???
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06-02-2006, 23:37 | #24 |
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Сінг фо зе момент
These ideas are nightmares for white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go Come on... [Chorus:] Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [Verse #2] Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy, only have one homey Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate Its like kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal, How the fuck can i raise a little girl? I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you! [Chorus] [Verse #3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can [Chorus] [Chorus Without Beat] [Instrumental]
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06-02-2006, 23:42 | #25 |
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[Intro:]
Cause sometimes you just feel tired. You feel weak and when you feel weak you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse. [B/W Intro:] Go left, go left, go left right left Go left, go left, go left right left Go left, go left, go left right left Go left, go left, go left right left [Verse #1:] Till I collapse I’m spilling these raps long as you feel em Till the day that I drop you’ll never say that I’m not killing them Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem. Subliminal thoughts when I’m stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin is just not real Enough. The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners. Your coming with me, feel it or not you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god Lives in us. You hear it a lot, lyrics the shock is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up. For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a Fuck. [Chorus - NateDogg] Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
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07-02-2006, 01:27 | #26 |
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Staind - "Please"
Can't you see that I'm sick of this? Chances are you're oblivious to how I feel Sitting on your throne, and I'm sure that I'm not alone, Not alone, not alone. Tell me please, Who the fuck did you want me to be? Was it something that I couldn't see? Never knew this would be so political. And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin And it's starting to tear from within But it's obvious that doesn't bother you, so please I didn't think that you'd sell me out Now I know what you're all about. You might feel in control of things. But you're not holding all the strings. All the strings, all the strings. Tell me please, Who the fuck did you want me to be? Was it something that I couldn't see? Never knew this would be so political. And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin And it's starting to tear from within But it's obvious that doesn't matter to you, So please I've swallowed all your answers I've swallowed all my pride You've used up all your chances Can't keep this all inside Tell me please, Who the fuck did you want me to be? Was it something that I couldn't see? Never knew this would be so political. And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin And it's starting to tear from within But it's obvious that doesn't bother you So please don't keep telling me that it's ok I don't buy all the shit that you say And quite honestly I'm fucking sick of it so please if I cut off this nose from my face Then I wouldn't feel so out of place But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you, so please.
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Лучше жалеть о сделанном, чем о том, на что так и не решился..
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07-02-2006, 01:32 | #27 |
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From Autumn to Ashes
Abandon Your Friends Young women and young men Forgive us if you can Abandon your best friends It's demanding and filled with detriment Leaving your lover home waiting Putting much faith in her patience Don't fool yourself it's not endless Phone calls are poor consolations We've abandoned our best friendsc
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Лучше жалеть о сделанном, чем о том, на что так и не решился..
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07-02-2006, 03:06 | #28 |
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Barry White!!!!
BARRY WHITE!!!! кто слушал тот знает что ето супер ! Romantic
SONG Everybody's here hey what's goin' on man? She's at home yeah she's at home yeah she's at home! Let the music play I just want to dance the night away Here right here right here where I'm gonna stay all night long. Let the music play just I feel I feel this misery is gone Movin' kickin' groovin' keep the music strong On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. I'm out here dancin' and still I can't erase the things I feel The tender love we used to share seems like it's no longer there. I've got to hide what's killin' me inside. Let the music play I just.want to dance the night away . . . I think I'm gonna be alright (Ha ha ha) If I can make it through the night oh lord I'll just pretend she's here with me I'll close my eyes her face I'll see I know it's make believe but it's the only hope for me. Let the music play I just want to dance the night away |
07-02-2006, 17:39 | #29 | |
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Цитата:
вчера весь вечер слушал ops:
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God's busy, Can I Help you??? =)
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09-02-2006, 02:24 | #30 |
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реально жаль что тема пострадала....
ну да ничего - продолжим Скрябін "Мовчати" Давай виключим світло і будем мовчати Про то, шо не можна словами сказати, Не можна писати, неможливо зіграти, А тільки мовчати, тихенько мовчати. Давай мовчати про то, шо дівчата Не вміють сховати, не можуть спати. Давай про тебе і про мене мовчати, Мовчати аж поки не захочем кричати. Місяць впав, темно в кімнаті, Як добре, шо ти навчилась мовчати. Про то, шо ніколи не змогла би збрехати, Про то, шо ніколи мені не спитатись. Ми буднем з тобою у ліжку лежати, Лежати, як сніг, водою стікати, Ми будемо жадно свої сльози ковтати, А з ними слова, яких не сказати. Давай помовчу тобі просто на вушко, Холодною стала чайова кружка. А ми ше маєм про шо помовчати, А ми ше маєм про шо полежати. Як світло проб'ється через наші штори І знову з тобою як всі заговорим, А поки ше темно є в нашій кімнаті, Давай з тобою будем просто...
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