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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 18 Сеп 2006 21:28
Godsmack - Hollow
One more step and I could fall away If it happened would it matter And I can't tell if I should go or stay. Same old picture feels so hollow. How can anybody know what's best for me Another page I turn in shame. And my decisions brought me to my knees, I needed someone to blame.
I feel so hollow, I feel so hollow I feel so hollow, I feel so hollow Time to do what's best for me I believe I can change.
Once upon a time in broken dreams Reflections that I can't face So hold your breath and make a wish for me Take me to a better place Time always seems to be passing by It never waits for me... If I could do it all one more time, I wouldn't change a thing.
I feel so hollow, I feel so hollow I feel so hollow, I feel so hollow
Time to do what's best for me I believe I can change...
___________________________________ Продава се Creative Zen Vision W 30GB
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White Emperor
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Ludacris-What's your fantasy
[Ludacris]
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now,
give it to me now, give it to me now
[Shawnna]
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now,
give it to me now, give it to me now
Chorus: Ludacris 1x then Shawnna 1x
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna
move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
and I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to
let let me know wh what's your fant-tasy
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the dirty birds kick for t'ree
and if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the VIP
whip cream with cherries,n' strawberries on top
lick it don't stop
with the doe lock
don't knock while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots or they got to wait till the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the pac man
table top or just give me a lap dance
the rock to the park to the point to the flat land
that man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
or in the back of a classroom
how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
see I cast 'em and I pass'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I flash 'em and out last 'em
and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em
I'll let 'em free
and the tell me what they fantasy
like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
Chorus
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candles lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert
cause you know it got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head 'n scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or when its cold out
how 'bout up in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white house
tryna make them turn the lights out
champagne with my campaign let me do the damn thang
what's my name, what's my name, what's my name
ahh the sauna, jacuzzi in the back row at the movie
You can stratch my back and rule me
You can push me and just pull me
on hay in the middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
Chorus
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck
clogged up fog alert rip the pants and rip the shirt
ruff sex make it hurt
in the garden all in the dirt
roll around Georgia brown that's the way that I like it twerk
legs jerk, over worked, under paid, but don't be afraid
in the sun or up in the shade
on the top of my Escalade
maybe your girl and my friend can trade
tag team off the ropes on the ocean or in the boat
factories or hundred spokes
what 'bout up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
whips and chains handcuffs smack a little bootie up with my belt
scream help play my game
dracula man I'll get my fangs,
horse backin' i'll get my reins
School teacher let me get my brains
chorus 2x
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 07:02
Hatebreed-Another day,another vendetta
The question they keep asking me
How can one so young be so bitter and angry
Well the answer is plain to see
Just look around at this world that we're living in
Its die and let die, take or be taken from
And there's nowhere to run
Who do we look to
What have we done
These times have taken the best from us
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta
I see the homeless standing out on the streets
On every corner, they're asking for money
I try to help them whenever i cant but sometimes
I can't afford to help myself
I see diseases and modern plagues of our time
The greed of our leaders have made them blind
To our problems, they spend millions over seas
While people right here are fighting wars everyday
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta
All you can do is stay close to what is true to you
Stay close to what is true to you
All you can do is stay close to what is true to you
Stay close to what is true to you
Never let go of what you strive for
Hold tight, never let go
Never let go of what you strive for
Never think you can't make a change
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 09:33
The Blood Paladin написа: Ludacris-What's your fantasy
[Ludacris] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now
[Shawnna] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now
Chorus: Ludacris 1x then Shawnna 1x
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor and I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave but I got to let let me know wh what's your fant-tasy
[Ludacris] I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line while the dirty birds kick for t'ree and if you like in the club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the VIP whip cream with cherries,n' strawberries on top lick it don't stop with the doe lock don't knock while the boat rock We go-bots and robots or they got to wait till the show stop or how 'bout on the beach with black sand lick up your thigh then call me the pac man table top or just give me a lap dance the rock to the park to the point to the flat land that man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom or in the back of a classroom how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon see I cast 'em and I pass'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free and the tell me what they fantasy like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
Chorus
[Ludacris] I wanna get you in the bath tub with the candles lit you give it up till they go out or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert cause you know it got sold out or red carpet dick could just roll out go 'head 'n scream you can't hold out we can do it in the pouring rain runnin the train when it's hot or when its cold out how 'bout up in the library on top of books but you can't be too loud you wanna make a brother beg for it give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud we can do it in the white house tryna make them turn the lights out champagne with my campaign let me do the damn thang what's my name, what's my name, what's my name ahh the sauna, jacuzzi in the back row at the movie You can stratch my back and rule me You can push me and just pull me on hay in the middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
Chorus
[Ludacris] I wanna get you in the back seat windows up that's the way you like to fuck clogged up fog alert rip the pants and rip the shirt ruff sex make it hurt in the garden all in the dirt roll around Georgia brown that's the way that I like it twerk legs jerk, over worked, under paid, but don't be afraid in the sun or up in the shade on the top of my Escalade maybe your girl and my friend can trade tag team off the ropes on the ocean or in the boat factories or hundred spokes what 'bout up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt whips and chains handcuffs smack a little bootie up with my belt scream help play my game dracula man I'll get my fangs, horse backin' i'll get my reins School teacher let me get my brains
chorus 2x Т'ва е доста смислен текст.
Кара се да се замислиш за много неща , като цяло накъде върви животът ти и дали се справяш с него.
Изобщо най - смисленият текст в темата .
"That' the way you like to fuck .. "
___________________________________ остарехме
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 22:22
Двоен пост за да дигна темата  .
Зуброоо !
Immortal Technique - The Cause Of Death
[Talking]
Immortal Technique
Revolutionary Volume 2
Yeah, broadcasting live from Harlem, New York
Let the truth be known..
[Verse 1]
You better watch what the fuck flies outta ya mouth
Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house
Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch
And slit your throat, so when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me
I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black
The way the government downplays historical facts
'Cuz the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich
Just like the CIA trained terrorists to the fight
Build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight
When I was a child, the Devil himself bought me a mic
But I refused the offer, 'cuz God sent me to strike
With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke
My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden
As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon
And you can't fathom the truth, so you don't hear me
You think illuminati's just a fuckin conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' shit
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin' frequencies in ya brain when you speak to me
Technique will rip a rapper to pieces indecently
Pack weapons illegally, because I'm never hesitant
Sniper scoping a commission controllin the president
[Hook]
Father, forgive them, for they don't know right from wrong
The truth will set you free, written down in this song
And the song has the Cause of Death written in code
The Word of God brought to life, that'll save ya soul..
Save ya soul motherfucker...save ya soul..
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I hacked the Pentagon for self-incriminating evidence
Of Republican manufactured white powder pestilence
Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo
Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano
Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line
Now here's the truth about the system that'll fuck up your mind
They gave Al Queda 6 billion dollars in 1989 to 1992
And now the last chapters of Revelations are coming true
And I know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this
Because subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics
But you act like America wouldn't destroy two buildings
In a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children
I was watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest
I saw them crumble to the Earth like they was full of explosives
And they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did
About the bombs planted on the George Washington bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was proof
"Jealous of our freedom," I can't believe you bought that excuse
Rockin a motherfucking flag don't make you a hero
Word to Ground Zero
The Devil crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And just so Conservatives don't take it to heart
I don't think Bush did it, 'cuz he isn't that smart
He's just a stupid puppet taking orders on his cell phone
From the same people that sabotaged Senator Wellstone
The military industry got it poppin' and lockin'
Looking for a way to justify the Wolfowitz Doctrine
And as a matter of fact, Rumsfeld, now that I think back
Without 9/11, you couldn't have a war in Iraq
Or a Defense budget of world conquest proportions
Kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortions
Tax cut extortion, a blessing to the wealthy and wicked
But you still have to answer to the Armageddon you scripted
And Dick Cheney, you fuckin leech, tell them your plans
About building your pipelines through Afghanistan
And how Israeli troops trained the Taliban in Pakistan
You might have some house niggaz fooled, but I understand
Colonialism is sponsored by corporations
That's why Halliburton gets paid to rebuild nations
Tell me the truth, I don't scare into paralysis
I know the CIA saw Bin Laden on dialysis
In '98 when he was Top Ten for the FBI
Government ties is really why the Government lies
Read it yourself instead of asking the Government why
'Cuz then the Cause of Death will cause the propaganda to die..
[Man talking]
He is scheduled for 60 Minutes next. He is going on
French, Italian, Japanese television. People
everywhere are starting to listen to him. It's embarassing
^^ Подкрепя те. ХЪХ ! 
___________________________________ остарехме
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 22:37
Evanescence - Bring Me To Life
How can you see into my eyes
like open doors.
Leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb.
Without a soul
my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home.
(Wake me up.
Wake me up inside.
I can't wake up.
Wake me up inside.
Save me.
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up.
Bid my blood to run.
I can't wake up.
Before I come undone.
Save me.
Save me from the nothing I've become.)
Now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life.
[Chorus]
___________________________________ Живей заедно,умри сам.
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BroKeN^pRomIsE
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 22:49
ммм... готина темичка... кефи ма'
права копи  пейст
Flipsyde- Get Ready
[Chorus]
You better get ready cause you know we bout to go all night
We do what we do when were doin' it cause we doin' it right
[Verse 1]
It's just another night my brother's night I'm rollin' up a dub that's tight
Get smothered right you bustas better be shackled up to ya wife
We doos it right when we does it stay buzzin' with cousins
Thought I wasn't at that bar poppin' collars hollin' it's nothin'
We crushin' game sprinkle on dames commence to change thangs
Playin' brain games she addicted like dick was cocaine
Feelin' no pain unpredictable like the dope game
From here to Spokane sippin' liquor that's mixed with OJ
[Chorus]
You better get ready cause you know we bout to go all night
We do what we do when were doin' it cause we doin' it right
[Verse 2]
Voce nao pode ver que estou falando agora
Se'ta escutando vamos para baile vamos embora
Se'ta escutando vamos quero fumar a maconia
Se'ta escutando vamos let's go to California
We hit Copacabana then we hit Ipanema
We touchin' down in the Mangueira where the thugs winnin'
We touchin' down in Cidade de deus where they sinnin'
We fill the stretch up with women and keep the wheels spinnin'
[Chorus]
You better get ready cause you know we bout to go all night
We do what we do when were doin' it cause we doin' it right
[Verse 3]
They call me Knight Rider I do the damn thing
Looking for woman half black and Lebanese
At the poker table hit em' for a 100 G's
And you can find me early mornings in between the knees
Light green purple hairs once again it's on
High speedin' through these California streets gone
Hollar catch me if you can peddle to the floor
Had to go four in the morning now it's on
[Chorus]
You better get ready cause you know we bout to go all night
We do what we do when were doin' it cause we doin' it right
___________________________________ but everything changes... if I could turn back the years,
if you could learn to forgive me, then I could learn how to feel...
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 19 Сеп 2006 23:06
Du Riechst So Gut
by Rammstein
album: Herzeleid (1995),
Live aus Berlin (1999)
Der Wahnsinn
ist nur eine schmale Brücke
die Ufer sind Vernunft und Trieb
ich steig dir nach
das Sonnenlicht den Geist verwirrt
ein blindes Kind das vorwärts kriecht
weil es seine Mutter riecht
Ich finde dich
Die Spur ist frisch und auf die Brücke
tropft dein Schweiss dein warmes Blut
ich seh dich nicht
ich riech dich nur Ich spüre Dich
ein Raubtier das vor Hunger schreit
wittere ich dich meilenweit
Du riechst so gut
du riechst so gut
ich geh dir hinterher
du riechst so gut
ich finde dich
- so gut
ich steig dir nach
du riechst so gut
gleich hab ich dich
Jetzt hab ich dich
Ich warte bis es dunkel ist
dann fass ich an die nasse Haut
verrate mich nicht
oh siehst du nicht die Brücke brennt
hör auf zu schreien und wehre dich nicht
weil sie sonst auseinander bricht
Du riechst so gut
du riechst so gut
ich geh dir hinterher
du riechst so gut
ich finde dich
- so gut
ich steig dir nach
du riechst so gut
gleich hab ich dich
Du riechst so gut
du riechst so gut
ich geh dir hinterher
du riechst so gut
ich finde Dich
- so gut
ich fass dich an
du riechst so gut
jetzt hab ich dich
Du riechst so gut
du riechst so gut
ich geh dir hinterher
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 21 Сеп 2006 01:02
Atmosphere - If I Was Santa Claus Lyrics
[Slug]
If I was a rich man
I'd buy you some shoes
Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through
What would that do?
Enable you to deal
Without schooling you on how to touch what's real
And if I was a smart man
I'd tell you everything that I knew
And give it to you every time you need a talking to
But what would that do?
Teach you my guidelines
So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines
And if I was a driver
I'd keep my headlights on
To see the difference between right and wrong
I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park
Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these
parts
And if I was a better cook
I'd hook up a feast
Set a table full of food for the children to eat
I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe
With the knowledge that we got something accomplished
[Chorus:]
And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
So you can take my hand and I can take the lead
And if I was an honest man
I would stop writing songs
I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast
Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music
It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess)
And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said
Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head
I'd make a conscious effort to live instead
Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed
And if I was a hurt man
I'd find a way to put my faith
Into a woman that could take me from today
Maybe
I need somebody that could save me
From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy
And if I was a wise man
I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak
To think about strength versus weakness
I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head
And figure out how I could try to help you reach it
(Ho ho ho)
And if I did have a choice
I'd never want to live forever
Just let me have a voice so I can make my points
I can't imagine running a race with no finish line
Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time
I love giving but I'm bad at receiving
The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding
But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work
Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt
Which brings me to the issue
And that would be this:
How often must I ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak, this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose
[Chorus:]
And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
And you can take my hand and I can take the lead [2x]
I got nothing but gifts
Keep it up in my wits
Got me drunk on the fifth
And now we're stuck in a ditch
And as dumb as it gets
I'mma run you some fibs (?)
I wanna touch your lips
I wanna rub your hips
Put a glove on the fist
For the love that exists
We'll keep bumping the hits
To get my bucket of chips
From the Bloods and the Crips
To the skateboarding chicks
Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist [2x]
(Ho ho ho ho)
___________________________________ Do you know what "nemesis" means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt... me.
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Sentenced - Excuse Me While I Kill Myself
How do you do? Have yourself a pleasant afternoon! Well, fuck you, too! "Good night" is the one I choose for you!
I'll kill myself: I'll blow my brains onto the wall! See you in hell, I will not take this anymore! Now, this is where it ends, this is where I will draw the line So, 'scuse me while I end my life
I will pull this through Not having a reason is no excuse What the Hell do you suppose I have left to lose? [You?]
Chorus
I'll kill myself: I'll blow my brains onto the wall! See you in Hell, I will not take this anymore! This is where it ends; I´ll put a bullet in my head And yes, drop dead! This is where it ends, this is where I will draw the line Excuse me while I kill myself
Поздрав за Хермс и Ерик 
___________________________________ The passions that drive us should be the ones we respect and admire. To feel contempt for one's own motivations is a vulgar thing.
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 21 Сеп 2006 09:41
Metallica-St. Anger
Saint Anger 'round my neck Saint Anger 'round my neck He never gets respect Saint Anger 'round my neck
You flush it out, You flush it out Saint Anger 'round my neck You flush it out, You flush it out He never gets respect
Fuck it all and no regrets I hit the lights on these dark sets I need a voice to let myself To let myself go free Fuck it all and fuckin' no regrets I hit the lights on these dark sets Medallion noose, I hang myself Saint Anger 'round my neck
I feel my world shake Like an earth quake Hard to see clear Is it me? Is it fear?
I'm madly in anger with you
And I want my anger to be healthy And I want my anger just for me And I need my anger not to control me And I want my anger to be me
And I need to set my anger free
Set it free!
btw Dist поздрав:
Sentenced - Killing Me Killing You.mp3
___________________________________ Тук долу всички се реем....
Fear of the dark,fear of the dark I have constant fear that something's always near Fear of the dark,fear of the dark I have a phobia that someone's always there
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 21 Сеп 2006 09:57
Bathory - Mother Earth Father Thunder
My lightning conceived was I The stars above became my eyes Overgelmer flows in my veins My hair the mist across the never ending nameless lake
By womb of soil, the moist of dew Born when sun was high, the day was new And the raven soared high up in clear sky The lamb will speak to you, when your heart is pure And you were made by
Mother Earth, Father Thunder
This heart winged, I am eagles son Through storm and syite, untouched, it is pounding on This sword, forged in fire and ice The runes that trail its blade can be seen but by my two eyes
As if written in the snow, the lies, shall melt away By the wheel of sun to cross the sky this day Shadows may lay heavy upon the earth But the truth, cut deep in stone, will last Till the heavens comes tumbling down upon this world
Mother Earth, Father Thunder
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Carpathian Forest - It's Darker than you think
My cold goddess of the night Squirming under my spiked fist She's giving me all carnal delights Submit yourself and drink my blood
I am the bringer of hate Evil reigns supreme on earth Defenders of the blackest faith Which strengthen my inner glow Mind expanding inner journey From a grim and bitter soul Misanthropic violent hellblast It's darker than you think...
For seemingly endless time There is still blood on the old oak This is where you come to die Over three hundred years old And still stretching towards the sky The hangman's oak...
Burning, bleeding, dying From the inside Hitting, whipping, kicking Tthe corpse of christ!!! Reading, learning, seeing All knowledge of evil Watching, waiting, observing My fallen angel...
I am the mortal guide With spiritual possessions I have seen the other side And I have sold my soul!!!
I have no earthly tombstone And I have no christian grave I am a misanthrope I am not a fucking slave!!!
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When Thousand Moon Have Circled
The vast windswept wastelands,
Cold horizons opens.
Many traveller has set their course from here,
Few of them have returned.
The utter darkness,
Bleak visions of emptiness,
And the veil to this portal,
Lies in your own belief....
When thousand moon has circled,
In the shadow of endless nights,
The wage of eternal life.
Among the old tree's,
As the dust covers every flower in bloom,
The mourner hide their eyes,
To reap the seeds and harvest.
Withering flowers of the northem autumn,
Shall never thrive again.
The time has ceased,
Now my dreams are true....
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Earth's Last Picture
We sail the seas, of negativity
to banish kindness from this place
(Sans scruples, sans humility)
To behold the fierceness of wolves
assailing ye saints thoroughly
(Sans love, sans compassion)
To behold the wails of thine in affright
whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts
(Sans warmth, sans pity)
To behold a world, darkly astir
rising in madness and mystery
(sans light, sans life)
Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie
Than to tremble amidst, this old memory?
Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold!
Tis the rise of satanic divinity...
Oh we rejoice at the destruction
of all ye have ever lived for...
Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall
Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath
(tis the voices from the past)
Aye we can not mourn, for
never morrow shall dawn
World without end...
___________________________________ "Zarezi ex quo Vulgares."
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Мнения: 16351 Местоположение: くそくらえ、やりまんめ!~
В момента играе: しんじまえ、でぶぶす!~
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THE BERZERKER - FEBRUARY
It is february 1998, with too many mindless bodies, walking the face of the planet, and too many mindfull bodies, without enough motivation, to do anything constructive with their lives, i despise these people, in a way i can not verbally express, my hatred for humanity has reached an all time high, i believe i am a higher power and a greater being, than our all too common society,
Lately i have asked myself should i concede defeat and conform to our commercialist society, surely it would make my life on this world easier to bear, but when i get near my lowest moments, i remember...
Why, i hate the world, and everything, that is inside, i remember why, that i despise everything that is not i.
___________________________________ 天皇陛下万歳。。!
Serious Sam написа: Бих ебал японка с кеф... Но с къса подстрижка... Нито дибидюс, нито джунглясала...
Цитат: iskam nqkoq bipolqrna s koqto da ne znam dali 6te se sybudq 6toto mi duha ili mi e otrqzala huq
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Макс Пейн
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Мнения: 2620 Местоположение: в БИАД
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 27 Яну 2007 12:35
2Pac - When Thugz Cry
When thugs cry..
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
God (?), when thugs cry, too much is hard
[2Pac]
Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up
Big money clutchin, bustin while evadin cocaine busts
My pulse rushin, send my (?) into insanity
Shout at my cousin now we bustin if they yo' family
The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain't worried
I got a line on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary
I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll probably be an old man before I understand
why I had to live my life with pistols close at hand
Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad
They even raped so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every block
They puttin hits out on politicians, even cops, I ain't lyin
They got me sleepin with my infrared beams
And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin
What is the meaning, when thugs cry?
[Chorus: singers]
Oh why, children send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk where they lie
Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry
Dear God..
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our
children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear when thugs cry
Dear God.. oh why..
[("When thugs cry") on line 4, first time only]
[("thugs cry") on line 6, first time only]
[2Pac]
Heh.. maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin
Where is the love? Never quit my ambition to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries
But still homey keep it real, how does it feel
to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid?
You all alone, no communication, block on the phone
Don't get along with yo' pop, and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the song
to help us grow at times, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches
We went from welfare livin, to worldwide riches
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything's strange
Lost all my homies over cocaine.. mayne
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain't lie
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, illegal adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone
Why perpetrate like you can handle my team?
So merciless that my attack'll take command of your dreams
Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own blood
Clownin takin pictures later
Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I represent
Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin where they went?
Am I cold or is it just I sold my soul?
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I'm told
Come take my body God, don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery, is there a close?
I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry
[Chorus]
[2Pac over Chorus]
I shed tattooed tears for years
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers
Y'all ain't never heard my cries
Now you wonder why would you die?
[Chorus]
___________________________________ "Съединителят е връзката между двигателя и усмивката...
Все агенти сме!
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Darkthrone - Rust
I come from a land of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don't want to encourage me
Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober
With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear evoking addiction, limp, severe
It's sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal
We're born without armor - don't you think I'm watching my back ?!
With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear evoke addiction; limp; severe
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Fucked up and ready to die
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy
Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die
Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever
Let's leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink 'till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe
Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die
Murder only takes a moment It'll last you forever
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Бижутера
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Мнения: 636 Местоположение: El Cartel Records
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 27 Яну 2007 13:52
Daddy Yankee-Gasolina
Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, culo!
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va' a quitar (culo!) Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (culo!!) to los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (culo!!) mi gata no para de janguiar porq
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame me gasolina) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame ma gasolina) x2
Ella prende las turbinas, No discrimina, No se pierde ni un party de marquesina, Se acicala hasta pa la esquina, Luce tan bien q hasta la sombra le combina, Asesina, me domina, Anda en carro, motoras y limosinas, Llena su tanque de adrenalina, Cuando escucha el reggaeton en la cocina.
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame me gasolina!!) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame ma gasolina!!) x4
Aqui nosotros somos los mejores, No te me ajores, En la pista nos llaman los matadores, Haces q cualquiera se enamore, Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores, Esto va pa las gatas de to colores, Pa las mayores, pa las menores, Pa las que son mas zorras que los cazadores, Pa las mujeres que no apagan sus motores.
Tenemo' tu y yo algo pendiente, Tu me debes algo y lo sabes, Conmigo ella se pierde, No le rinde cuentas a nadie. x2
Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Subele el mambo pa' q mis gatas prendan los motores, Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, culo!
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va' a quitar (culo!) Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (culo!!) to los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (culo!!) mi gata no para de janguiar porq
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame ma gasolina!!) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame ma gasolina!!) x4
___________________________________ След загубата от Манчестър Юнайтед с 7-1 от Рома изпратили факс на ЦСКА с текст:Не сте сами!!!
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shub niggurat
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 27 Яну 2007 13:54
мигар па го разбираш тексто 
___________________________________ джумерки
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Shady
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 27 Яну 2007 14:07
Immortal Lyrics
Let's fight
We're face to face
Loyalty is what I need to see from you
You're insecure
I can see the fear that breeds in your heart
Where will you run? Where will you hide?
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive? Let's get it on
And we'll fight
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
Immortal
Immortal
I need the rush
There's nowhere you could hide before you die
Why won't you face me?
I can see the fear that's in your eyes
Where will you run? Where will you hide?
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive? Let's get it on
And we'll fight
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
Let's fight
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal [x2]
You can't kill me
Immortal!
You can't kill me
Immortal!
You can't kill me
Immortal!
You can't kill me
___________________________________ Заповядай в Comics Bistro - мястото за български уеб-комикси
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N2O
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Мнения: 707 Местоположение: София
В момента играе: С пишката си и белот.
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Заглавие: Публикувано на: 27 Яну 2007 15:38
Disturbed - Stricken
AH! AH! AH! OW!
You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting none of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know
That I am Stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run!-
AH! AH! AH! OW!
You don't know what your power has done to me
I want to know if I'll heal inside
I can't go on with a holocaust about to happen
Seeing you laughing another time
You'll never know how your face has haunted me
My very soul has to bleed this time
Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses
Leaving me breathless, the reason I know
That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run!-
Into the abyss will I run!
AHHHHHH!
You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting none of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know
That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run!-
Into the abyss will I run!-
I can't let you go!
Yes I am stricken and can't let you go!!
___________________________________ Продава се Creative Zen Vision W 30GB
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