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50 CENT LYRICS

"In Da Club"

[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a f***
It's not your birthday!

[Chorus (2x)]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed

[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I f*** with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

[Chorus (2x)]

[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga i done came up and i ain't change.

[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya b****, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the m********* burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we f******* be

[Chorus (2x)]

 

[Love_Sponge]

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Fillimisht postuar nga *diellza*:
[qb] LUIS ARMSTRONG - WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

************************

NATALIE COLE - UNFORGETTABLE

Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable, thought near or far
Like a song of love that climbs to me
Is the thought of you that stings to me
Never before
Has someone been more

Unforgettable, in every way
And forever more, that's how you stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am
Unforgettable too
No, never before
Has someone been more
Unforgettable, in every way
And forever more, that's how you stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am
Unforgettable too

***************** [/qb]

Rrofsh Diellza /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif Thats one of my favorites /pf/images/graemlins/wink.gif

 

[alinos]

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I Can’t Move
Everlast

Watching the sun shine
Peeking over the sky line
Thinking I gotta get mine
Gotta try at least one time
Wanna get near it
Close enough to fear it
Close enough to hear it
Close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye
Then I turned away

And I'm not scared
But I can't move
I'm not scared
But I can't move

Hangin' out on a weeknight
Looking out for the street light
Getting into some fistfight
Trying to cling to my birthright
Wanna get near her
Close enough to smell her
Close enough to tell her
All the things that I want to say
Then I looked her in the eye
Made her run away

And I don't care
But I can't move
I don't care
But I can't move

Laying up in the Soho
Looking out of my window
Pulling back on some indo
Watch the breeze as the wind blows
Wanna get near it
Close enough to hear it
Close enough to fear it
Close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye
Then it turned away

And I'm not scared
But I can't move
I'm not scared
But I can't move

 

[alinos]

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Love For Real

Everlast

Her skin was salty sweet
She wore sandals on her feet
Side by side we fell asleep in her mother's bed
She stepped inside of me
Said don't ever lie to me
This heart of mine can be yours
Yeah that's what she said
But I just played the role, broke the heart I stole
Cause I was young and dumb and fucked up in the head

CHORUS:
Do you want to be loved for real
Do you want to be loved for real
Do you want to be...loved
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)

Now, I'm down by the river
Taking off my shoes
Jumpin' in the water
Wash away these blues
And out into the ocean
The current takes hold

Words already been spoken
Tales already been told
Heart's already been broken
Wounds already been healed
Do you wannabe loved
Do you wanna
Do you wannabe love for real

CHORUS

Do you want to be...loved
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)

Her eyes were hazel brown
She laughed the sweetest sound
And I just loved the way she lit up when she spoke
She helped to ease my pain
She stayed through pouring rain
And I gave her all thit she could take, 'till she broke
She fit me like a glove
She taught me how to love
And for some ass I watched it all go up in smoke

CHORUS

Do you want to be loved
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)

Do you want to be loved
(Do you wanna be, do you wanna be ... in love)
For real

Do you want to be in love
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)
(Do you want to be in love for real)
Yes, I wanna be
(In love for real)
In love for real

 

[Erison700]

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Fillimisht postuar nga Dott.essa:
[qb] "Changes"

2Pac

I see no Changes, I wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living should I blast myself
I'm tired of being poor and even worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero
Give the %&#! to da kids who da hell cares
One less hungry mouth on a welfare
First ship 'em dope let 'em deal to brothers
Give 'em guns step back let 'em kill each other
Time to fight back thats what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Hueys dead
I got luv for my brothers
But we could never go no where 'less we share with eachother
We need to make some Changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And dats how its supposed to be
How could I ever take a brother if he's close to me, uh
I love to go back to when we played as kids
But things change, and thats the way it is

Thats just the way it is...
Things will never be the same....
Thats just the way it is...

Ahhh yeah

I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under, I wonder what it take to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
Cause both black and white are smokin' crack tonight
And only time we deal is when we kill each other
It takes skills to be real, time to heal each other
And though it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, huh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
Try to show another way but stayin' in da dope game
Tell me whats a mother to do being real don't appeal to da brother in you
Ya gotta operate the easy way
[I made a G today]
But you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' dope to the kids
[I gotta get paid]
Well hey, that way it is

We need to make some Changes
We need to change the way we eat, the way we live and the way we treat
eachother
See, the old way wasn't workin, so its on us to do what we gotta do
to survive

Still I see no Changes, can't a brother a little peace
There's war on the streets and the war on the Middle East
Instead of a war on poverty
They got a war on drugs so the police can bother me
I ain't never did no crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back on the track givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you, back you up
smack you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold your own
They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone
I tell the cops can't touch this I don't trust this
when they try to rush I bust this
Sound on the 2, they say it ain't cool
My momma didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
and never get to laid back
I always gotta worry about the payback
>From some buck that I roughed up way back
Coming back after all these years
Ratta-tat-tat-tat-tat
And thats the way it is [/qb]

/pf/images/graemlins/wink.gif Respekte

 

[Erison700]

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Bring My Family Back

I'm on Lonely Street age nearly three
Recently Mama's cryin all the time is it because of me
Or my younger sister, even Dad was weeping when he kissed her
Face all Puffy like a blister, cryin' like he missed her
Since we moved away from the house where we useta play
They say I'll understand one day, but I doubt it, Mama never say nothin' about it
How'd it get to be so crowded
I found it a strain, everywhere I look I see pain
And I can't escape the feelin', meybe I'm to blame
So I strain to listen, prayin' for a decision, whishing' they were kissin'
This feels like extradition or exile, Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffe in her favourite style
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you lack
Bus she know I want my Dad, I want my family back
I'm on Lonely Street, age forty-three
Couldn't gauge when tot quit so my wife quit me
Took offence, took the kids, I wish that was the end
But before she took her leave she took care of my best friend
Workin' all the hours God send was not the tactic
Y'see cuz after ten years I'm left with jackshit
Wanted to make the cash Quik so I useta work real late
Bad sex, My woman's vex, even if I stay awake
And if I'm honest, I had a little cake at the office
I was eatin' We'd do our cheatin over coffees, makin' tea for the bosses
Makin free with me and I agree I got sleazy too easily
But I'm forty-three, this doesn't usually happen to me
Now I'm lonely, I wonder what my son's doing today
Suddenly I'm blinkin' like the screen on my computer display and I'm drinkin'
Concerned about what's down the track if I don't get my family back
I'm on Lonely Street, number fifty-three
Boarded up properly, I'll probably get pulled down
Litter all around inside there's no sound and no light
But yo it gets busy at night, people creppin'
Derelicts sneakin' to fix, speakin'
On the way my timbers creaking', roof leakin'
And bricks comin' loose, knee high in refuse
But even though I'm a slum I'm still of some use
There was a time when my walls were decorated
And under my roof children were educated
But now paint's faded, windows are all smashed
A crash in the economy robbed me of my family And no strategy
combats negative equitiy so that's it. Like violence it's drastic
I'm freaking', and seekin' to be more than just a house of crack
somebody bring my family back

 

[alinos]

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Carla Bruni

Quelqu'un M'a Dit



On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...

Refrain
Que tu m'aimais encore,
C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors ?

On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout
Parais qu'le bonheur est à portée de main,
Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou
Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit ...

Refrain

Mais qui est ce qui m'a dit que toujours tu m'aimais?
Je ne me souviens plus c'était tard dans la nuit,
J'entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits
"Il vous aime, c'est secret, lui dites pas que j'vous l'ai dit"
Tu vois quelqu'un m'a dit...

Que tu m'aimais encore, me l'a t'on vraiment dit...
Que tu m'aimais encore, serais ce possible alors ?

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos tristesses il s'en fait des manteaux,
Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit que...

Refrain

 

[alinos]

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T.A.T.U.

Stars


How did we ever go this far
You touched my hand and start the car
And for the first time in my life, I am crying
Are we in space do we we belong
Some place where no-1 calls it wrong
And like the stars who burn away
the miles

(Russian Rap)

How did we ever get this far
It shouldn't have to be this hard
Now for the first time in my life am flying
Are we in love? Do we deserve
To build the shame of this whole world
And like the night we camouflage denial

(Russian Rap)

How did we ever go this far
You touched my hand and start the car
And for the first time in my life, I am crying
Are we in love? Do we deserve
To build the shame of this whole world
And like the night we camouflage denial


p.s. Nuk e gjej dot rapin ne rusisht /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif

 

[alinos]

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Tiziano Ferro
Chi Non Ha Talento Insegna



Arriverà stringendomi
Ed io sarò già li
E sentirò i sintomi
E non mi tradirà
Ma in fondo chi non ha talento insegna
E quindi adesso imparerò da te
Mai un briciolo di affetto
Decidere di cedere fu matto
Per me con te e

Chi si è pentito chi mi ha baciato
Buonanotte a te
Buonanotte a te
Che mi hai richiamato
e maltrattato buonanotte a te
Buonanotte a me

Riposerà tra gli angeli
Stringendo forte a sé
Il cuore e le parole e
E non come fai tu
Ma in fondo chi non ha talento insegna
E imparerò a non fare come te
3 baci dentro un letto
che poi a baciare manco sei un portento

Chi si è pentito chi mi ha baciato
Buonanotte a te
Buonanotte a te
Che mi hai richiamato
e maltrattato buonanotte a te
Buonanotte a me

RIT+
Chi si è pentito chi mi ha baciato
Per chi ha sorriso, chi un po’ meno
Buonanotte a te
E buonanotte a quelli come me
quelli come me
+ RIT

 

[alinos]

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Oasis
Going Nowhere



Hate the way that you've taken back
Eveything you've given to me
And the way that you'd always say
'It's nothing to do with me'
Different versions of many men
Come before you came
All their questions were similar
The answers just the same

I'm gonna get me a motor car
Maybe a Jaguar
Maybe a plane or day of fame
I'm gonna be a millionaire
So can you take me there?
Wanna be wilde 'cos my life's so tame

Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, growing older in the rain
Hey 'ey
Hey 'ey
Hey 'ey

Hate the way that you've taken back
Eveything you've given to me
And the way that you always say
'It's nothing to do with me'

Different versions of many men
Come before you came
All their questions were similar
The answers just the same

I'm gonna get me a motor car
Maybe a Jaguar
Maybe a plane or a day of fame
I'm gonna be a millionaire
So can you take me there
Wanna be wilde 'cos my life's so tame

Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, growing older in the rain
Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, getting lost and lonely
Sad and only, why sometimes does my life feel so tame?
Hey 'ey
Hey 'ey
Hey 'ey

 

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HIT EM UP-2PAC


Artist: 2Pac f/ The Outlaws
Album: Greatest Hits
Song: Unconditional Love
Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/

So I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
Niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
[ha ha, that's alright]

First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
Niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck with real ass G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night [ha ha]
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
Fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
Bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}

Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pass the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Gaurd your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, We hit 'em up

Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millioniare
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} [Ha Ha]
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep on the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up

I'm from N E W jers.
Where plenty of murders occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these [???]
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another knotch
And your [?"Pop stars" pops?] and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You's a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
Soften the Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke [uhh]
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is boping off
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run [ha ha]
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Mobb Deep [uhh]
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
Fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
Fuck Mobb Deep,
Fuck Biggie,
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
Fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
Fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes tripple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
Fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.

 

[bobo]

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zucchero , shake


i`m in trouble

i`ve got something to tell you
about my heart,
that you hold.....ahum

if you`re down well there`s someone
there... ah ah
don`t you know...ahum

well you know there`s a place
way down deep
where i hide
i`m in trouble....ahum

it`s a garden i keep
you don`t know
you can`t find
i`m in trouble....ahum

i hold you close
you turn away

you know what i want to say

after this love
after the rain
after our rive`s run

you`ll fill my eyes
with silver rays
and with a gold sun

i`m still here
unafraid
if you don`t come
oh, i`m in trouble.

what do you think about me?
what do you think about me?

well you know part of me is
deep in you
you don`t want
all my trouble...ahum

won`t walk out
i want to stay

i`d light up your heart
if found the way

after this love
after the rain
after our rive`s meet

you fill me eyes
with silver curves
and golden memories

i`m still here
unafraid
if you don`t come

after this love
after this crying
after the stars all fall

you`ll fill my eyes
with tears of joy
we`ll laugh about it all

i`m still here
unafraid
if you don`t come

oh no no, i`m in trouble.... ahum

 

[eM]

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RedHotChiliPeppers
The Zephyr Song

Can I get your hand to write on
just a piece of leg to bite on
what a night to fly my kite on
do you want to flash a light on
take a look it's on display ... for you
coming down, no not today

Did you meet your fortune teller
get it off with no propeller
do it up it's on with Stella
what a way to finally smell her
picking up but not too strong ... for you
take a piece and pass it on

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
and in this perfect weather
we'll find a place together
fly on... my wind

Rebel and liberator
find a way to be a skater
rev it up tp levitate her
super friendly aviator
take a look it's on display
for you ... coming down no not today

chorus
In the water where I center my emorion
all the world can pass me by
fly away on my Zephyr
we'll find a place together

Chorus
In the water where I center my emorion
all the world can pass me by
fly away on my Zephyr
we're going to live forever


Can't Stop


Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
cop top he says I'm gonna win big
choose not a life of immitation
Distant cousin to the reservation
defunkt the pistol that you pay for
this punk the feeling that you stay for
in time I want to be your best friend
eastside love is living on the westend
Knock out but boy you better come to
don't die you know the truth is some do
go write your message on the pavement
burining so bright I wonder what the wave meant
White heat is screaming in the jungle
Complete the motion if you stumble
go ask the dust for any answers
Come back strong with 50 belly dancers

The world I love
the tears I drop
to be part of
the wave can't stop
ever wonder if it's all for you
the world I love
the trains I hop
to be part of
the wave can't stop
come on tell me when it's time to

Kick star the golden generator
seet talk but don't intimidate her
can't stop the Gods from engineering
feel no need for any interfering
your image in the dictionary
this life is more than ordinary
can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these
come from space
80 teach you of the pliedes
can't stop the spirits when they need you
this life is more than just a read thru

Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone
so smart she's leading me to ozone
,usic the great communicator
use two sticks to make it in the nature
I'll get you into penetration
the gender of a generation
the birth of every other nation
worth your weight the gold of meditation
This chapter's going to be a close one
smoke rings I know you're going to blow one
all on a spaceship persevering
use my hands for everything but steering
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
,op tops are happy when they feed you
J. butterfly is in the treetop
birds that blow the meaning into bebop

 

[bobo]

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Leonard Cohen

THE FUTURE
(from the album: The Future)

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.

You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'.

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide ...

When they said REPENT REPENT ...

 

[bobo]

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Leonard Cohen

DANCE ME TO THE END OF LOVE
nga albumi: Various Positions

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

 

[hEEbiE_jEEbiEs]

Re: Tekste kengesh

Prelude
Obie... Yo... Im sick /
Damn... You straight dog?

Chorus
That's why I ain't got no time.
For these games and stupid tricks/
Or these bitches on my dick.
That's how dudes be getting sick/
That's how dicks be getting drips.
Falling victims to this shit/
From these bitches on our dicks, fucking chickens with no ribs/
That's why I ain't got no time...

Verse 1 (Obie Trice)
Yo, I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk. I had a bag of the skunk won in last nights Tunk/
pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaners, fucked me good, you shoulda seen this/
big booty bitch, switch unbearable, french roll stylin', body like a stallion/
Sizin up the figure while my shit's getting bigger, debatin' on a fuck or do I want to be her nigga/
Caressin'this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits, sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'/
I gotta hit it from behind, its mandatory, like takin' hoe's money, but that's another story/
For surely, the pussy on toast after we toast, her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice/
The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock in that spot hotter than the hottest block/
Don't Stop! The response I got when I was knockin' it, clock steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'/
and can on, semen's at my tip when she moans. I gotta slow down before I cum soon/
and work that nigga like a slave owner. When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her/
She foamin' at the lips, the one between them hips, pubic hairs lookin' like some sour cream dip
/without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though, pussy tighter than conditions of us black folks/
We in the final stretch, the last part of sex. I bust a fat ass nut, then I woke up next/
like what the fuck is goin' on here, this bitch evaporated, pussy and all, just picked up and vacated/
Now I'm frusturated cuz my dick was unprotected, and Doctor Wesley tellin me I really got that shit

Chorus

Verse 2 (Eminem)
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin', someone better get this bitch, before she gets kicked in the stomach/
and she's pregnant, buts she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to throw her off the steps of this porch/
my only weapon is force and I don't wanna resort to any violence of any sort. But what's she shovin' me for?/
Doesn't she love me no more? Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?/
Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore. What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?/
She's havin' another baby in a month, and it's yours, and you find out it isn't cus this bitch has been visitin' someone else/
and suckin' his dick and kissin' you on the lips when you get back, to Michigan, now the plot is thickenin' worse/
cus you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse/
so you paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever since they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick/
so you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it, then the doctor comes out lookin' like Dennis the Menace/
and it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS, he ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it/
so you jet back home, cus you gon' get that hoe, when you see her, you gon' bend her fuckin' neck back, yo/
cus you love her, you never would expect that blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?/
Jesus, I don't believe this, bitch works at the cleaners, bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis/
she's so deceivin', shit this hoe's a genius,she g'd us...

Chorus

I'm Busy
Fuck these Bitches
Fuck'em all, Get Money
Shady Records, Obie Trice
Eminem, muthafucka
New millenium shit... Yeah
Turn this shit off
Turn this shit the fuck off

HEHEHEHEHEHE :devil: :devil: :devil: :devil: :devil: :devil: :devil: :thumbsup:

 

[hEEbiE_jEEbiEs]

Re: Tekste kengesh

OOPS harrova te thosha titullin

"DRIPS" nga EMINEM featuring ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~OBIE TRICE
Peace out yo! :thumbsup: :kiss: :kiss: :kiss:

 

[hEEbiE_jEEbiEs]

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EMINEM "superman"
I love this song man!

Intro
Oooooh
You high baby?
Yaaahhh
Yah?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?
Uh huh
I know what you want to hear

A Chorus
Cuz, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too, I think I love you baby, "I think I love you too"/
I'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's world, I want to grow together, let's let our love unfurl/
you know you want me baby, you know I want you too, they call me superman, I'm here to rescue you/
I want to save you girl, come be in Shady's world, "Ooooh boy you drive me crazy," Bitch you make me earl...

Verse 1
They call me superman, leap tall hoes in a single bound, I'm single now, got no ring on this finger now/
I'd never let another chick bring me down, in a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? You make me sick/
Superman ain't savin' shit, girl you can jump on Shady's dick/
straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I tell a muthafuckin' slut, to her face/
play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face/
I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask? Kiss my dick, get my cash? I'd rather have you whip my ass/
Don't put out, I'll put you out. Won't get out, I'll push you out/
Puss blew out, poppin' shit, wouldn't piss on fire to put you out/
Am I too nice? Buy you ice? Bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you life/
What you tryin' to be my new wife? What you Mariah? Fly through twice

Bridge
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go. Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo/
Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho

B Chorus
Cus I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman/
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman

Verse 2
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes, it's no secret, everybody knows/
Yeah we fucked, bitch so what, that's about as far as your buddy goes/
We'll be friends, I'll call you again, I'll chase you around every bar you attend/
Never know what kind of car I'll be in, we'll see how much you'll be partying then/
You don't want that, neither do I, I don't want to flip when I see you with guys/
too much pride, between you and I, not a jealous man, but females lie/
But I guess that's just what sluts do, how could it ever be just us two?/
I'd never love you enough to trust you, we just met and I just fucked you

Bridge

A Chorus/B Chorus

Verse 3
First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all day/
I don't see what the big deal is anyways, you're just plain old Marshall to me"/
Oooh yah girl run that game, "Hailie Jade, I love that name, love that tatoo, what's that say? Rot in pieces? Uh, that's great"/
First off you don't know Marshall, at all so grow partial, that's ammo for my arsenal, I'll slap you off that barstool/
there goes another lawsuit, leave handprints all across you, good Lordy whoadie, you must be gone off that water bottle/
you want what you can't have, ooh girl that's too damn bad , don't touch what you can't grab, end up with two backhands/
put anthrax on a tampax, and slap you till you can't stand/
girl you just blew your chance, don't mean to ruin your plans

Prechorus

A Chorus/B Chorus

B Chorus X2
HEHEH i love this one /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup:

 

[Diddy19]

Re: Tekste kengesh

BLUE & ELTON JOHN
Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word

What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there

What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word

It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word

Nqs testi i kesaj kenge eshte postuar edhe me pare ,kerkoj falje,edhe pse kjo kenge s mjafton as 100 here te shkruhet

 

[bobo]

Re: Tekste kengesh

WAITING FOR THE MIRACLE
(Leonard Cohen)

Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.