Den store hate tråden

[Deadringer]

Og nei, jeg prøver ikke å forsvare noe som helst, prøver ikke ¨å endre smaken til noen...bare på måten dere ser/hører musikk på.

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skal det store musikalske egenskaper til for å få fuck til å passe med fuck, og ho til å passe med ho?

[Blåbær]

Jeg hater følgende sanger:

Lacuna - Celebrate The Summer

The Real Booty Babes - Since U Been Gone

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Jeg syns de er kule

[SSSø]

Og nei, jeg prøver ikke å forsvare noe som helst, prøver ikke ¨å endre smaken til noen...bare på måten dere ser/hører musikk på.

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skal det store musikalske egenskaper til for å få fuck til å passe med fuck, og ho til å passe med ho?

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Virker ikke som om du leste det jeg skrev.

 

Her er en tekst av en rapper som ikke har tjent ett øre på denne låten. Ikke si at den er dårlig (men ja, du kan si du ikke liker den). Ville likt å se deg skrive noe lignende...

 

 

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

 

 

 

She took the last piece of the crumb ate it and wept

she'd made it to death and her last quest saved her the rest

a depraved teen, eighteen with an urge to be seen

class mates serving her mean remarks in this scene

alone in the classroom, blocking the stares with the desk

cornered by pupils not baring the prayers off her chest

finding words curing, a bookworm letting fantasy loose

releasing this leech of the surrounding cancerous abuse

refusing to loose, this malnourished bookworm will flower

crooked by power, she's finding strength from the prose

to later be putting pen to the paper quenching this rose

her petals is chubby, the glasses reflect beauty when seen

the next verse will put you in the most beautiful scene

where this dandelion will become the head of the pack

rising from the concrete not to be heading right back

learning to stand up for her self by beheading attacks

The thorns got clipped and the rose got watered down

soaked in comments about relief but it sorta frowned

she put the crumbs down, she refused to eat and sleep

read and weep, this flower hungers for social contact

 

 

hook

 

but she tried to take her life, despite the vanity in sight

it's insanity right, but this flower reached the fall

the season called her away from cloud nine into heaven

and the boy still remember that September eleventh

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

 

 

 

the emotional come back came as a sudden impact

just when she wished her fathers rubbers wasn't intact

this lonely scrawny boy caught by her very shy vision

the first smile in three years breached her mind prison

she was a fine Christian, by the words from the book

this boy caught her eyes as a simple nerd by the look

observed by the crooks n bully's she made a move

sent a simple note that a bit later proved to improve

a week later a shy boy called her house over the phone

her father answered and the boy asked if she was home

she sat on her bed all alone reading her scribbled journal

she answered and it brought light to this little infernal

the date was a fact and this weak flower was blooming

but all the joy caused her low powers to be consuming

even though the sun seemed to shine in her direction

she still had demons in her head from all the past neglection

the lack of love n affection from role models throttled

even though he loved her dearly she downed a whole bottle

she blacked out, fell to the floor grasping for air

this frail girl was thought as the one lacking despair

 

 

hook

 

she tried to take her life, despite the vanity in sight

it's insanity right, but this flower reached the fall

the season called her away from cloud nine into heaven

and the boy still remember that September eleventh

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

 

 

Ser verken fuck eller hoe i den teksten, jeg. Rap er mye mer enn 50 cent.

[:utakt]

Fin tekst! Føler for å poste tilsvarende, til alle som har oppfatningen at metal = satan.

 

 

In The Flesh

 

She walks these empty streets alone

Looking for something they call "home"

Hoping to find some peace of mind

Sometimes we need to walk alone

 

She is set on running away

Though her mom was yelling she must stay

A wind beaten bird for reasons unheard

Sometimes it is best to run away

 

So fly away, fly away, fly away

Don't be afraid, don't hesitate, fly away

 

Some wear their bruises on their skin

Others hide their scars deep within

She has a wound close to her womb

Blames herself for letting it in

 

So fly away, fly away, fly away

Don't be afraid, don't hesitate, fly away

But She's afraid, she's afraid, she's afraid

Anyway

See those eyes, see those eyes, see those eyes

Hate and lies, a fire that slowly dies

But She will fly, she will fly, she will fly

Before it dies

 

Sometimes the hands that feed

Must feed a mind with a sick need

And the hands that clutch can be

The same hands that touch too much

Eyes that hungrily stare

Read in an access that's not there

While eyes close to hide tears

Or look away in fear

Run away!

 

Passing the open stores

Hiding her dirty sores

Seeking asylum among freaks and whores

What wouldn't she give to be in a society

Not learning the eyes to be closed but to see

 

Now she bites the words

"Never"

She kicks the ground

"Never"

Swallows her tears

"Never will I go back"

She hits the walls

"Leave me!"

Scratches herself

"Leave me!"

Begs to all Gods

"Rip me from this sick flesh!"

 

"I will always be there"

"No!"

She holds her ears

"You know that I love you"

Pretends that she doesn't hear

"We're in this together"

"We share the same skin"

Panic in his voice now

"Free us from sin"

 

"Tell me that you love me"

This is the end

"I know that you do"

Of her way

Never ever again

Follow me down

 

"God forgive this hunger"

"Please mommy see"

"Never tell a soul"

"Is it me?"

A child will love its parents

Will follow them down

 

She swears to the pavement's heart of stone

That these city lights will be her home

But still as they burn she will return

Back to the adults. . . of her home.

 

 

Får frysning bare av å lese den..

[tjalla]

HATE:

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Gitarwanking ala Dream Theater

Band hvor bassisten bare følger gitaren(e) (moderne indie/rock) The Hives f.eks

Death metal/Voss-metal/Asker-grindcore = boring

[.sere]

Jeg hater hip hop, spesielt musikkvideoene.

Masete chewing gum pop er heller ikke spesielt kult.

[edge]

Alt av trance, elektronika og sånn går under min hate-kategori, sammen med Britney Spears, Jessica Simpson og de i den gata.. Bare skrap alt..

[AndyF]

samme som edge men må ikke glemme svart metal

[Krillekongen]

Jeg hater sterkt all form for "rapping". HipHop og trance.

 

Why?

 

Fordi.

[Sleep4Life]

jeg hater alt som har med The Gayme og G-Unot tingen og gjøre...

jævlae stygge folk! alle som liker The Gayme....can FUCK OFF!

[Thend]

jeg liker verken 50 eller the game, jeg.......

[Laughing Madcap]

Crazy Frog!

Jeg trenger vel ikke å begrunne hvorfor jeg hater ham.

[kaiern]

Alt av trance, elektronika og sånn går under min hate-kategori, sammen med Britney Spears, Jessica Simpson og de i den gata..  Bare skrap alt..

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Hørt Ulver - Perdition City, eller Blood Inside albumene?

 

Gjør det først. Etter det vil jeg vite hva du mener om electronika.

[Heilage]

Alt av trance, elektronika og sånn går under min hate-kategori, sammen med Britney Spears, Jessica Simpson og de i den gata..  Bare skrap alt..

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Hørt Ulver - Perdition City, eller Blood Inside albumene?

 

Gjør det først. Etter det vil jeg vite hva du mener om electronika.

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Seconded. Man skal ikke forhåndsdømme electronica.

[Sleep4Life]

jeg liker verken 50 eller the game, jeg.......

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bedre det

[Cuneax]

Seconded. Man skal ikke forhåndsdømme electronica.

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Man skal vel egentlig ikke forhåndsdømme noe som helst?

[CSM]

Seconded. Man skal ikke forhåndsdømme electronica.

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Man skal vel egentlig ikke forhåndsdømme noe som helst?

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det har du rett i. Men når det dukker opp "DJ" i artistnavn, blir det ihvertfall så jeg blir forhåndsdømmende...

[Cuneax]

Vel vel, da burde du kanskje høre DJ Food.

[AiKi]

DJ Stalin var ikke det jeg trodde det var.

LANGT ifra.

Så ikke forhåndsdøm på grunn av 'DJ' i navnet

 

Selv misliker jeg sterkt country, dance, og mye listepop.

(Samt Idol, som jeg lukker øyne og ører for)

Endret 26. mars 2006 av kjehaako

[Cuneax]

DJ Stalin var heller ikke det jeg trodde det var.

LANGT ifra.

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