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[Dunga]

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The Business - England 5 Germany 1

Was a sunny day in a Munich stadium
All the beer in Munich cant console them
As Oliver hit the turf
It was English footballs birth
It was there biggest loss since 1931

England 5 germany1
Michael Owen is number 1

Beckenbauer and Voller thought they d seen it all
Steven Michael Emile and golden balls
Running rings round you there was nothing
You could do England's glory
We changed the story
Now where pulling

England 5 Germany 1
Michael Owen no1

We got a Swede called Sven Gor Eriksson
Bobby Moor is now David Beckham
So Germany rip where the golden age to be our time has come
There on the run its time for victory

[Forzaloko]

50ctnt&Eminem&LoydBanks&Ca$his - you dont know
Now homie I say I run it (run it) cause I'm in control
Hypnotic, Hennessey, a couple shots of Patron
I have you feeling aight, I get you high as a kite
Party popping shawty says she coming with me tonight
I ain't shoulder leaning, I ain't snapping and popping
Either I'm bobbin ma head or I'm just standing their watching
I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid
And I protect what I got, I'm in the house with my blade
Nigga you front you gone get it, OK now maybe I said it
Cause I want you to triddy, yeah I be on that shitty
You should see when I'm stunting, I flash the stones to be wanting
Push the whip, see me rolling, you can tell that I'm holding
I'm just doing ma thang, you know the Units the game
I got my grimy Shady with me you front you gonna have to get me off your ass
I pay the lawsuit and laugh (haha)
It's not a big deal it's nothing but some cash (let's go)

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know

[Eminem]
When me and Fif got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it
It's no pretend shit, it's friendship, me nemesis is su nemesis
Ain't for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images
But this shit is no gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out
When there's beef you jus' gotta know when to butt in and butt out
If there's a problem we solve it, if we don't resolve it
It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it
We should all get a merit, this much beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge with honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoever's holding the most current beef on their shoulders
And their soldiers got their backs 'til it's over
But tonight, we ain't coming here to beef with nobody
We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it's Shady Aftermizat back in that ass, you wizzass
Come hizzon what kinda fuzukin quizition is that

[Chorus: 50 Cent, Eminem]
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know
Who run it?
I say you know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know

[Ca$his]
Pistol play ricochet, see where the victim lay
Slumped over bleeding J.F.K
Hays K to your chest plate cave
I ride to the death, do you rep that way?
Forever ima be a Shady 7-4 gangsta
Plus I survive everything you got in that chamber
I thrive off of danger, jumping in all beef
You keep talking shit now the squad called me

[Lloyd Banks]
Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine
Dappadon Cappa queen mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling ain't my cup of tea, can't tell I'm a fucking G
I'm on automatic when I'm at it, start static
And you splattered, shit shattered, I'm a walking bitch magnet
Spit it how I live it, live it all the way to the limit
And I'm always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon' bring mo dough
And you know but you acting like you don't know
Who run it?

[Tony Yayo]
You know who this is
Shady, G-Unit, Aftermath
Lloyd Bands, Cashis, Marshall Mathers, Ferrari F-50
It's a movement, you can't stop it
Talk of New York, Tony Yayo...

[kids A]

Malefactors - ХулиганSKAя

Пальтецо из кашемира,
Кепка - согнут козырек,
Брюки модные в полоску
И two-tone инспекторок.
Паперосочка дымится
И прищурен левый глаз.
Эй, шпана, давайте биться -
Мы на вас, а вы на нас!
Разлетайся воронье,
В бой идет хулиганье!

Крики, махач, свист и ругань,
Завертелось, понеслось.
Хулиганы бьют друг друга,
Разбивая руки в кровь.
В подворотне спиртом лечат
Тех, кто пострадал в бою,
Подшофе нам биться легче,
Не жалея жизнь свою.
Вой сирены - мусора -
Вот и кончена игра!

Встало солнце над столицей,
Фабрика дает гудок,
В отделении милиции
Хулигану клеят срок.
Хватит плакать детка, дура,
Все срастется, все пройдет.
Хулиганская натура -
Кто простит, а кто поймет.
Молодость берет свое,
Веселись, хулиганье!

[Omen]

The Sound Of Silence
by Simon And Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.";
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out it's warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said 'The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls'
And whispered
In the sound of silence

[Dunga]

7000$ - КУКУРУЗНЫЙ БИСКВИТ

Горы дредов, маски трупов
Море рэпа, скретчей груды
Свалка кора, адидаса
Крейзи фаза, фака маза.

Я зае*ался вестись на все и гнить изнутри
Как тупорылый смотреть по вечерам MTV
Стараясь что-нибудь выжать из пустых макарон
Ну ох*енный Limp Bizkit и пи*датый Korn!

Экстремальность - образ жизни!
Все брутально, даже серость мысли
Обдолбаться, объслемиться
Объиграться и отжиться.

Я продолжаю орать, что это все лишь попса
Что только полный дурак, не продается никак.
Глотая жадно слюну, жуя дешевый поп-корн
Жри ох*енный Limp Bizkit и пи*датый Korn.

В универмаге я куплю с трилистниками кеды
Моя подруга в воскресенье заплетет мне дреды
Я в нос и нижнюю губу по пирсингу одену
И буду прыгать и орать как Чино Марено
И будет время я создам с друзьями супергруппу
И будем песни петь мы вам, ха, про маски трупов
И без особого труда на почести надеюсь
И руку мне пожмут тогда Фрэд Дерст и папа Дэвис

Кукурузные дети кукурузно живут
Кукурузные сети в кукурузном бреду.
Кукурузная каша у меня в голове
Я не знал, что так страшно будет ею поперхнуться мне.

[Alan Smith]

Pendulum ft. Spyda & Tenor Fly - Tarantula

Black tarantula
Time for the massive and sing ya
Black tarantula
Don't play with my style I might sting ya
Tarantula
U want me inject the bacteria
But when your body turns stiff
And your spine turns numb
You come for get some...

Shotter, hitter, serial killer
Go a your funeral & all drink out your liquor
When you are bury we stand next to the vicar
Fling on some dirt and make your bury a little quicker
Shouldn`t test the youth’s them in the Tommy Hilfiger
Hug up you Mama, say sorry to you Papa
All a get number from you little sister.....
A Thru we cold like Alaska, Freezer…

[Omen]

I WANT OUT
by Helloween

From our lives' beginning on
We are pushed in little forms
No one asks us how we like to be
In school they teach you what to think
But everyone says different things
But they're all convinced that
They're the ones to see

Bridge:
So they keep talking and they never stop
And at a certain point you give it up
So the only thing that's left to think is this

Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

People tell me A and B
They tell me how I have to see
Things that I have seen already clear
So they push me then from side to side
They're pushing me from black to white
They're pushing 'til there's nothing more to hear

Bridge:
But don't push me to the maximum
Shut your mouth and take it home
'Cause I decide the way things gonna be

Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

There's a million ways to see the things in life
A million ways to be the fool
In the end of it, none of us is right
Sometimes we need to be alone

No no no, leave me alone

Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

[Krondor]

Зло шагает по свету неразборчиво,
Стремится испортить то, что еще не испорчено.
Зло хочет сожрать все то, что еще не создано,
У зла своя правда.
Эта правда называется ложью.
Пусть поднимут голову все те, кто кровью умытые,
Когтями забитые,
Злом навеки прибитые.
Пусть крикнут чудовищу в пасть, ненасытному,
Мы силы добра! Мы еще не разбиты!
Мы еще поглядим, как зло от боли корчится,
От страха морщится,
В глазах ложь-притворщица.
Запомни внимательно - силы добра даны тебе
Чтобы прибить эту лживую гадину!
Силы нечисти да будут навеки прокляты,
С земли изогнаны,
В сердцах зачеркнуты!
Если не мы сами,
Никто над нами вовеки не сжалится.
Гляди, оно уже приближается.

Как же вышло так?
Вроде жизнь твоя текла беззаботно,
В лету кануло зло, впереди опьяняла свобода.
И что, свобода, вот она -
Земля твоя продана., уже кем то подобрана,
И тобою будто одобрена.
И друзья твои биты, разорены и унижены,
В новой жизни счастливой немногие выжили.
Вместо крепостей строят хижины
Себе на обочине.
Попробуй угадай, кто на очереди.
Зло не делает ничего наполовину.
Ты решил - его нет,
Оно просто зашло тебе в спину,
Вместо битвы лицом к лицу, по-честному.
Но слово "честь" немодно и безынтересно.
Зло всего лишь выжидало твоего одиночества,
Когда ты забыл все святые пророчества,
И все в страхе вокруг.
И правды сказать никто не решается.
Но ты помнишь - оно приближается.

Зло улыбалось тебе в подделках киношных,
Когда ты забыл свое великое прошлое.
Оно было скучным и незанимательным,
Вот и не спят святые и мудрые матери.
Зло пожинает плоды, что когда то посеяло,
Ты окружен с востока, юга, запада, севера.
С моря, с суши, с земли, с космоса.
И внутри сидит чужой и управляет твоими помыслами.
Ну что, подбросишь друга своего заклятого
На своем горбу к воротам рая звездно-полосатого,
Гордясь, что тебе доверили
Пососать леденец на обломках вековой империи?
Ты рожден на земле отваги и мужества,
Ты остался один, только коршуны кружатся,
И жалкие карлики,
Что вчера улыбались угодливо,
За чужою спиной уже плюют тебе в морду.
Вспомнишь ли ты, господам подавая салфетки,
Тот праведный меч, что завещали великие предки?
Но что-то продано, что-то украдено,
А что-то в шкафу пылится рядом с медалями прадеда.
В век свободы слишком много думать опасно.
Есть компьютер и стул.
Жизнь так прекрасна.
Легкое порно и жесткое видео,
Жизнь прекрасна и удивительна.
Ты прости, старик, что мы тебе тут по ушам наездили.
Пойдем займемся популярными песнями.
Но ты помнишь,
Победу одержит лишь тот, кто сражается.
И пусть себе, сука, приближается:

[makrill]

Krondor
а чье сие творение?)

[Krondor]

makrill

makrill (6-05-07 - 09:26) писал:

а чье сие творение?)

Исполнитель очень неожиданный, должен сказать.

[Kiko]

2PAC - HIT'EM UP (Biggie and others DISS)

intro: zeb
I ain't got no motherfuckin friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
(take money) WEESSSSSSTTTTIIIIIDE!!
Bad Boy killers
(take money) You know the realest is niggaz
(take money) We bring it to you
(take money)

Verse One: Tupac
First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim
WESTSIDE when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggas fuck for life
Plus Puffy tryna see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels
steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules
Little Caeser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
cut your young ass up, see you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha streetz, so fuck peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the West side ride the night (haha)
Bad Boys murdered on wax, and killed
Fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see...

Chorus:
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit em' up...

Interlude: Tupac
Check this out, you muthafuckas know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
ya'll niggaz ain't even on my level
I'ma let my lil homies ride on you
bitch made-ass bad boy bitches, deal with it!!

Verse Two: Fatal
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smallz just got dropped
Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back
Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin traps
little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poiseless gats attack when I'm servin ya
spank the shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam ya ass in the pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin block i'm running through nigga
and, I'll smoking junior mafia in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Gats under my Eddie Bauer
ya clout, petty sour I push packages every hour
I hit em up

Chorus

Verse Three: Tupac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping
smokin dope it's like a shermine
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burn muthafucka, you deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
all you niggaz livin bummy why you fuckin with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug Livin outta prison, pistols in the air,(hahaha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house,(ha)
Now its all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug you love to hate
Motherfucker, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz., where plenty murders occurz
No point to come, we bringin drama to all you heardz
Local check the scenario, Little Caes'
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas to 'De Janeiro'
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the fuck
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you popstars popped get dropped and mopped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked

Verse Five: Edi
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell it to ya face u aint nuttin shit but a faker
Softer than Aliz-A with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no muthafuckin joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was bobbin off
Nigga I hit em up

Outro: Tupac ("take money" background riff")
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (haha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us?
You little young ass motherfuckers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up
Tha's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it, bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama
We gonna kill all you motherfuckers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth for the motherfucker opinion
Well this how we gonna do dis
Fuck Mobb Deep
Fuck Biggie
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record, record label
and as a motherfuckin crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then fuck you too
Chino XL, fuck you too
All you motherfuckers, fuck you too

(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You motherfuckers can't be us or see us
We the motherfuckin Thug Life ridahs WEESSSSSSTSIIIIIDE till we die!
Out here in California Nigga we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you motherfuckers feel us
Our shit's go triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz laugh coz our staff got guns in they
motherfuckers belt, you know how it is
When we drop records they felt
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realest, FUCK EM, we Bad Boy killaz! (we killin)



Dmx - The Rain

[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Uh.. uh.. uh, uh, uh
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
It's not that we gotta do what we do
It's what we know, so to me it ain't nuttin but bein true but
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
It doesn't have to be the way it is, you say it is
Just because for the past 20 years, every day it is
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I wanna be able to walk out my front door
Without worryin about comin in conflict with the law, cause
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
If I follow Him, they'll follow me
And I'll speak life into the word that you can see
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
We get away with everyday shit, but everyday shit
catches up to you and when it does you can't say shit!
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
If I don't, you will, when I won't, you steal
What makes it feel like we gots to kill?
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
How many more lives must we lose?
How many more times must we choose to trust these fools?
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
If it ain't broke, don't fix it
I gave it to you straight don't mix it twist it up on some slick shit
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I don't have to talk to it any more
I don't have to walk to it any more, I'm out the door [SLAM]
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I wanna find peace with the Lord
I don't wanna find a beast with the sword, I can't afford to
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
When every day of my life
Is a constant fight between wrong and right
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I thank you Lord for my life
Thank you Lord for keepin it loose when things got tight
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop the rain
Only I can stop the pain, yeahh
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop, the rain, stop, the rain, yeahh - WHAT?
... GRRRR, only I (only I) can stop (can stop) the rain (the rain)
Only I can stop the rain, cause the rain falls on me
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop the rain

Fort Minor - Remember The Name

You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent beer
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[Chorus]

They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

[Krondor]

Kiko

Kiko (6-05-07 - 18:02) писал:

You know the realest is niggaz

Я подозреваю что этот текст особенно близок тебе

[Kiko]

не bb же)
Лично мне очень нравиться идти по улице и слушать DMX- The Rain. Одно наслаждение... это даже лучше чем зимой в сильный мороз сидеть у окна, пить горячий чай и смотреть как замерзают другие..))

[kids A]

SKA-P - El Vals Del Obrero

Orgulloso de estar entre el proletariado
Es diicil llegar a fin de meses
Y tener que sudar y sudar
"pa" ganar nuestro pan

Este es mi sitio, esta es mi gente
Somos obreros, la clase preferente
Por eso, hermano proletario, con orgullo
Yo te canto esta cancion, somos la revolucion

Si senor ! la revolucion
Si senor !, si senor, somos la revolucion
Tu enemigo es el patron
Si senor !, si senor, somos la revolucion
Viva la revolucion

"estyhasta" los cojones de aguantar a sanguijuelas
Los que me roban mi dignidad
Mi vida se consume soportando esta rutina
Que me ahoga cada dias mas

Feliz el empresario, mas callos en mis manos
Misrinones van a reventar
No tengo un puto duro, pero sigo cotizando
A tu estado del bienestar

Resistencia !

Este es mi sitio...

En esta democracia hay mucho listo que se lucra
Exprimiendo a nuestra clase social
Les importa cuatro huevos si tienenes catorce hijos
Y la abuela no se puede operar

Somos los obreros, la base de este juego
En el que siempre pierde el mismo "prigao"
Un juego bien pensado, en el que nos tienen callados
Y te joden si no quieres jugar

Resistencia !
Des-o-be-dien-cia !

[makrill]

Пилот - Королевство

Ты живешь в стране, где каждый пятый - вор,
Где сказать правду - то же, что навлечь позор.
Где стражи Закона с невинным видом
Позволяют подонкам торговать героином!
Здесь считают за подвиг ударить по лицу
Здесь телефон доверия глух!
C жвачкой во рту, с дураками "на вырост"
Ты живёшь здесь,

В Королевстве шлюх! Королевство шлюх и торгашей!

Здесь продается все! Здесь торгуют детьми!
Здесь куплен каждый сантиметр Земли!
Здесь школьницы торгуют на дорогах телом,
Христа продают с лотков между делом.
В песнях здесь главное не смысл, не сердце,
А расчетливый коммерческий нюх.
С голубым экраном вместо мозгов
Здесь голосуют за

Королевство шлюх!

Здесь за душу определена цена,
Здесь легко поставить жизнь на кон.
Здесь ты живешь с дураками всю жизнь,
Соблюдая их дурацкий закон.
Пой песню, птица, пока еще в сердце твоем
Огонь не потух.
Начни с себя, закатав рукава,
Измени в себе статус кво
Королевства шлюх.

Сообщение отредактировал makrill: 07 Май 2007 - 15:35

[kids A]

Tequilajazzz - Тени

луна не видела среди огней
как две из множества других теней
одетых так же, как и ночь, ночь тогда была
в белом
отделившись от ненужных тел
полетели в лунный запредел
мимо снов и золотых стрел
отметив путь мелом

и две наши тени были там
они прорвались ночью к облакам
они пока не знали, что богам
не по душе тени
а на обратной стороне луны,
обратной, темной стороне луны
две эти тени были не нужны,
там все вокруг - тени

стоп - но тени - только тени, и так
бывает иногда
горячим летом в этих двух
странных городах
летели, летели, летели - и вдруг,
робкая заря
оставила день и мокрый стук
в окна октября

а что касается тех двух теней -
одна лежит как прежде у дверей
и ветры лестниц дуют все сильней
но все они - тени
ну а вторая где-то у окна
горячий кофе и не спит она
и только белая одна луна,
где все вокруг - тени

[Dunga]

kids'A, Знахарь на первой странице уж выкладывал

[Kiko]

Цитата

kids'A, Знахарь на первой странице уж выкладывал

Хотел бы я посмотреть как они дружно под нее тащаться

[3Haxapb]

In Flames
Only For The Weak


I can't tolerate your sadness
Cause it's me you are drowning
I won't allow any happiness
Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guity, I feel so guilty

Am I forced to have any regret
I've become the lie, Beautiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me

Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for sympathy, The misery that is me

I've lost the ability to pain the clouds
Cause it's me you're draining
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
Cause everytime you run, I fall.. Behind, I fall behind

And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie

Sell me to infection, it is only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me

Sell me to infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees, I accept my fate

[kids A]

блин, заменил на другую