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cosmic

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2 Pac - Hit 'em Up

Featuring Outlawz]
Intro: Tupac
I ain't got no motherfuckin friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
(take money) West side!!
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 in the clit you claim
West side when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life
Plus Puffy tryin ta 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 the fools, you know the rules
Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
So let the West side ride tonight hahahah
Bad Boy 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 nigguz ain't even on my level
I'ma let my little homies ride on you
Bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!!
Verse Two:
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 tracks
Little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya
Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank
Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam you in the pavement
Puffy weaker that a fuckin rocka wanna do, nigga
And, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every hour
And 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 sherm high
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burned muthafucka, you deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin money, but its funny to me
All you niggaz living bummy, while you fuckin' wit me
I'm a self made milionare
Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house, ahh
Now its all about Versacci, 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:
I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occur
No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you herbs
Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area
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 bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked
Verse Four:
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene
Write a 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 poppin off
Nigga I hit em up
Outro: Tupac
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run
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
That'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 with a motherfuckin opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
Fuck Mobb Deep
Fuck Biggie
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff 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 West side till we die!
Out here in California 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 going triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they
Motherfuckers back, you know how it is
When we drop records they feel it
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realest, FUCK EM, we Bad Boy killin *echoes*
 

Kreator

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KREATOR

Winter martyrium

Hypnotized by the masses
And a future torn apart
Agony, the final conflict
Hatred yet ignored
Love is colder than death
And in coldness we'll remain
Everlasting territories
Freedom lies in chains

Chorus:
Destroying dreams against all norms
They spread it all across the earth
Dominion without a form

Winter martyrium

Dead civilization on a mission
Lead by gods
Etiquette creates a cause
To turn your back from life
Secrets never told before
Construct culture absurd
Hit you like a shellshock
As integrity has died

Chorus

Wide awake to the end
Wide awake to the end

Crisis and perpetual incest
Performance of a nameless act
Sadness takes your concentration
Individual cages that we face

Destroying dreams against all norms
They spread it all across the earth
Dominion without a form
Winter martyrium for masses
And a future torn apart
Agony, the final conflict
Hatred yet ignored
 

aphrodite

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Rammstein - Keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich habe keine Lust mich nicht zu hassen
Hab' keine Lust mich anzufassen
Ich h?tte Lust zu onanieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu probieren
Ich h?tte Lust mich auszuziehen
Hab' keine Lust mich nackt zu sehen

Ich h?tte Lust mit gro?en Tieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren

Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Nein ich hab keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust etwas zu kauen
Denn ich hab' keine Lust es zu verdauen
Hab' keine Lust mich zu wiegen
Hab' keine Lust im Fett zu liegen
Ich h?tte Lust mit gro?en Tieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren
Ich bleibe einfach liegen
Und wieder z?hle ich die Fliegen
Lustlos fasse ich mich an
Und merke bald ich bin schon lange kalt

So kalt, mir ist kalt
So kalt, mir ist kalt

Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt

Ich hab' keine Lust

Перевод:

Нет желания

У меня нет желания.
У меня нет желания.
У меня нет желания.
У меня нет желания.

У меня нет желания себя не ненавидеть,
Нет желания схватить себя.[1]
Я хотел бы поонанировать,
Но нет желания это пробовать.[2]
Я хотел бы обнажиться,
Но нет желания видеть себя голым.[3]

Я хотел бы – с большим животным,
Но не желаю рисковать.
Не желаю выбираться из снега,
И не желаю замерзнуть.[4]

У меня нет желания.
У меня нет желания.
У меня нет желания.
Нет, у меня нет желания.

У меня нет желания что-либо пережевывать,
Потому что у меня нет желания это переваривать.[5]
У меня нет желания взвешиваться,[6]
И нет желания утопать в жиру.[7]

Я хотел бы – с большими животными,
Но не желаю так рисковать.
Не желаю выбираться из снега,
И не желаю замерзнуть.
Я просто остаюсь лежать,
И снова считаю мух…[8]
Я нехотя прикасаюсь к себе
И вскоре замечаю - Я уже давно холодный…

Так холодно, мне так холодно…
Так холодно, мне так холодно…

Мне так холодно, так холодно…
Мне так холодно, так холодно…
Мне так холодно, так холодно…
Мне так холодно…

У меня нет желания.[9]
 

Sweet666

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Абсурд какой-то:
Я хотел бы поонанировать,
Но нет желания это пробовать.
Я хотел бы обнажиться,
Но нет желания видеть себя голым.

В одной строчке у него есть желание значит, а в другой уже нету. Очень своеобразный такой текст...
 

King Diamond

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Sleepless Nights
I cannot sleep at night
That's what the day is for anyway

And as the clock strikes midnight
I hear "THEM" dancing at the graves
singing to My mind
killing the pain...sleepless nights...sleepless nights

I cannot sleep at night
That's what the day is for anyway

And as the clock strikes midnight
only "THEY" can let us meet
even though she's dead now
I gotta see her again...sleepless nights...sleepless nights

I cannot sleep at night
I will do anything to see Missy again

"Then let us make You an eternal deal
You will attend to the graves
You'll give us the house back and keep in mind
that we only come here at night".

So we made the deal under the starry night and
"AMON" belongs to "THEM" now...
I feel the dawn coming My way

And as the sun breaks up the dark
I can't hear "THEM" dance no more
There's no voices
killing the pain...pain...pain
 
A

Anonymous

любимая песня на последнее время
Duran Duran - Ordinary World


Came in from a rainy Thursday
on the avenue
thought I heard you talking softly

I turned on the lights, the TV
and the radio
still I can't escape the ghost of you

What has happened to it all?
Crazy, some'd say
Where is the life that I recognize?
gone away

But I won't cry for yesterday
there's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Passion or coincidence
once prompted you to say
"Pride will tear us both apart"
Well now pride's gone out the window
cross the rooftops
run away
left me in the vacuum of my heart

What is happening to me?
Crazy, some'd say
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away

but I won't cry for yesterday
there's an ordinary world
somehow I have to find
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Papers in the roadside
tell of suffering and greed
here today, forgot tomorrow
ooh, here besides the news
of holy war and holy need
ours is just a little sorrowed talk

And I don't cry for yesterday
there's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

every one
is my world, I will learn to survive
any one
is my world, I will learn to survive
any one
is my world
every one
is my world
 

Kreator

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MINISTRY

Dead Guy

Another day, another knife in the back
It's happened so many times, I stopped tryin to keep track
You're stuck stickin' it in, you're stuck stickin' it in
Take it up to the hilt to cover up your own fuckin' guilt
And when the shit goes down you're out of places to hide
No time to ask could the motherfucker really survive
Get a load of this fuck, he's the dead guy

It's just a natural ? you never fuckin' possessed
You lost control of my life you want control of the rest
You're always stickin' it in, you're always stickin' it in
You stuck it so many times you .... .... ....
But when the shit comes down you're out of places to hide
Time to ask if you're alive or just pretend that you died
Just remember this fuck, I'm the dead guy

I'm the dead guy
Dead guy
 

cosmic

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Republica - Drop Dead Gorgeous

Yeah yeah
Backword words, he got em
Shut up, I'm talking
This time, you'll listen
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You drive too fast and
I smoke too much and
My heart is broken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You're forgiven
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to comprimise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
Yeah
End of, stop sulking
Get out, you're walkin
Too bad, I've spoken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
Your lies, don't want em
Drop dead, not joking
This thing is broken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You're forgiven
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to compromise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
Yeah yeah
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to compromise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to compromise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
Yeah yeah
Drop dead
 

Mitsoui

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SM120.gif

Never Let You Go

Heavy clouds, no rain
And every move causes pain
Ready kiss, but no love
I feel I’m torn in half
Ardent look, but no heat
It’s not you really need
Baby, now it has happened with us
We are dancing on broken glass
Can’t stand no more

Never, never let you go
You are the one I’m searching for
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone
Love’s carving it in the stone
Never, never let you go
Return the days we had before
Soul of my soul, blood of my blood
Love’s carving it in my heart

Gentle words, no aim
It seems we’re playing a game
Easy smile, but no fun
Sweet music for no one
Close embrace, but no more
Cold Champagne we forgot to pour
Baby now it has happened with us
We are dancing on broken glass
Can’t stand no more

Never, never let you go
You are the one I’m searching for
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone
Love’s carving it in the stone
Never, never let you go
Return the days we had before
Soul of my soul, blood of my blood
Love’s carving it in my heart
 

UncleTom

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Sappy (v.1) And if you say your prayers You will make God happy And if you do what's true You will make me happy I'll keep you in a jar And you will seem happy I'll give you breathing holes You will think you're happy, now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll bring you fine rewards Then you will feel happy I'll keep you in my room I'm sure you'll be happy And if you save your soul You will think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room Sappy (v.2) And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass And you'll think you're happy now You're really in a laundry room You're really in a laundry room The clue just came to you, oh And if you cut yourself (Alt: And if you kill yourself) You will think you're happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll make him happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass Then you'll think you're happy now You're really in a laundry room You're really in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh You're really in a laundry room You're really in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh And if you fool yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you will seem happy You'll wallow in his shit Then you'll think you're happy now You're really in a laundry room You're really in a laundry room You're really in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh
 

The_One

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Goran Bregovic - "Kalasnjikov"

Cigani! Juris!!!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Kana hi naj kutz, kutz ehy ja
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Kana hi naj kutz, kutz ehy ja
Devla
Devla
Devla, mi dzav te mange an(do) for?
Jek bar? kalashnikov
Kalashnikov
Kalashnikov
Kalashnikov, kalashnikov
Eeeee

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Kana hi naj kutz, kutz ehy ja
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Kana hi naj kutz, kutz ehy ja

Dalakovac, Markovac, Mala Krsna, Lajkovac,
Caje, suje, ajde, hopaaaaa
 

Kreator

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ANCIENT

The Cainian Chronicle Part I: The Curse

Black clouds fill the day sky
in the primitive Lands of Nod
as the two sons of Adam offer up
their gifts (of pride) to the one reigning high
a dark fate born by sacrificial fire

Caine:"Oh, Great Father of my father
Whom Thou banished from Thine garden
Look down upon Thy faithful servant
And accept my beloved brother."

With tears of love the Firstborn thrust
his sharpest scythe deep into Abel's heart
rendering him lifeless but eternally
prized in the mind of God as his body withered
in the scorching blaze.

Caine:"Oh, my dear brother
Forgive me for what I have done.
But to the One Almighty
a greater prize I have none."

Adam:"Caine, thou hast broken my seal of absolute love
The crime thou'st commited meets not
the approval of Him above.
Forever shall you wander in the lands beyond alone
abd from this day forth I cannot call thee my own."

Caine:"Oh, father my great father
Why hast thou cursed me so?
Have I not done what thou asked for?
To the shadowed woods I cannot go."

Adam:"I can no longer endure thine sinful words
This greatly unmerciful deed hast done him wrong.
I pray that thou find ways to repent
and as I was cast out so you shall be gone!"
Be gone!

Exiled, the Firstborn rushes off to the obscure yet
welcoming arms of Cimmerian darkness
for there he shall find great wisdom
and awaiting beneath the cresent moon lurks
the mother of magick...
 

The_One

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Слот - Рисунок

Если бы я был большим таким дядей,
Я бы не рисовал это солнце - оно меня не заводит,
А делал бы танки, гранаты, бомбы, не глядя
на тех, кто там стоит где-то сзади и вокруг да около ходит.

Ракеты огромные с боеголовками,
Спецназ на тренировке. бьёт руками ловкими
Другу Вовке сказал бы: "Чувак, садись за винтовки"
И Серёге с Тимуром. Ну, кароч, замутил бы массовку.

Краски на изготовку, не жалейте красный,
Крови будет так много - этот цвет самый классный.
Килограмм пластилина на производство пластида -
узнает старая Палестина о новой версии геноцида.

Посмотрите на агонию последнего вдоха,
Неумело маскируемый аппетит каннибала.
Окинул взглядом рисунок - по-моему, очень не плохо.
Только я не догнал, Лёха, за что это препод мне поставил 2 балла?
 

Kreator

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CANNIBAL CORPSE

Hammer Smashed Face

There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding

Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead
Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing, cranial, contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized

At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me

Created to kill, the carnage continues
Violently reshaping human facial tissue

Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
 
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