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Jeg for min del går for Savage Gardens "You can still be free".

En vakker sang!

 

 

Cool breeze and autumn leaves

Slow motion daylight

A lone pair of watchful eyes

Oversee the living

Feel the presence all around

A tortured soul

A wound unhealing

No regrets or promises

The past is gone

But you can still be free

If time will set you free

Time now to spread your wings

To take to flight

The life endeavour

Aim for the burning sun

You're trapped inside

But you can still be free

If time will set you free

But it's a long long way to go

 

Keep moving way up high

You see the light

It shines forever

Sail through the crimson skies

The purest light

The light that sets you free

If time will set you free

 

Sail through the wind and rain tonight

You're free to fly tonight

And you can still be free

If time will set you free

And going higher than the mountain tops

And go high like the wind don't stop

And go high

Free to fly tonight

Free to fly tonight

[DilliMusic]

Justin Timerlake - What goes around, comes around

[shizz kebab]

2Pac - Changes

 

I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself

is life worth living should I blast myself?

I'm tired of bein' poor & 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 the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero

Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares

one less hungry mouth on the welfare

First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers

give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other

It's time to fight back that's what Huey said

2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead

I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other

We gotta start makin' changes

learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers

and that's how it's supposed to be

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is

 

Come on come on

That's just the way it is

Things'll never be the same

That's just the way it is

aww yeah

 

 

I see no changes all I see is racist faces

misplaced hate makes disgrace to races

We under I wonder what it takes 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 is smokin' crack tonight

and only time we chill is when we kill each other

it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other

And although it seems heaven sent

We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh

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 you stayin' in the dope game

Now tell me what's a mother to do

bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you

You gotta operate the easy way

"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way

sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"

Well hey, well that's the way it is

 

 

 

[Talking:]

We gotta make a change...

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.

Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live

and let's change the way we treat each other.

You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do

what we gotta do, to survive.

 

 

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace

It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East

Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs

so the police can bother me

And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do

But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you

Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,

crack you up and pimp smack you up

You gotta learn to hold ya own

they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone

But tell the cops they can't touch this

I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this

That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool

my mama didn't raise no fool

And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped

& I never get to lay back

'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs

some punk that I roughed up way back

comin' back after all these years

that's the way it is

 

 

 

Nas - Let There Be Light

 

[Verse 1]

Check, let there be light

No gang banging in New York tonight

Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger then life

Turn up the kid mic cuz ya'll ain't listening right

What's all this talk that Nas got bought?

I'd rather outline my body in white chalk

Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still

This is all overseen by my man Will

 

[Chorus: Tre Williams]

As I walk through thevalley of

shadow of death

I know that I ain't got much time left

And they don't really wanna see the good in me

Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

(And I) I know my business, so my sins great

(And I) I thank the hood for all the love they gave

(And I) Forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate

Oh, let there be light

 

[Verse 2]

This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture

There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and switches

Gillettes cut pain in kitchen

Now every rapper wanna claim he hang with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith

It's like the same difference cept when niggaz get arraigned

They don't want the same sentence, niggaz get to snitchin

If I could reverse the monsters and turn forward the razas

And bring back the niggaz who was livest

Old hustlers, reminscing on better days

They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage

Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave

They used to love us till we found our own way thru the maze

New York, set trippin and flaggin

Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking

What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan

She remembers the quarters that's Latin, alotta rat-a-tat-tatting

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 3]

The son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer

Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror

Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin red

Like that horse standing on it's hind legs

Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds

I wanted bread like Wonder, not manned-a-wanno like the parent of Lionel

Nas is the Ghetto American Idol

No matter what you do you're never getting my title

I can't sound smart cuz ya'll'll run away

They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye

Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler

Cake ya, the x-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ

When you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation

Eight years in the game, I invite ya on vacation

Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame

Only then I let ya pick my brain, niggaz

 

 

 

Fort Minor - Kenji

 

My father came from Japan in 1905

He was 15 when he immigrated from Japan

He worked until he was able to buy - to actually build a store

 

Let me tell you the story in the form of a dream,

I don't know why I have to tell it but I know what it means,

Close your eyes, just picture the scene,

As I paint it for you, it was World War II,

When this man named Kenji woke up,

Ken was not a soldier,

He was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA,

That day, he crawled out of bed like he always did,

Bacon and eggs with wife and kids,

He lived on the second floor of a little store he ran,

He moved to LA from Japan,

They called him 'Immigrant,'

In Japanese, he'd say he was called "Issei,"

That meant 'First Generation In The United States,'

When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the Japs,

But most of all afraid of a homeland attack,

And that morning when Ken went out on the doormat,

His world went black 'cause,

Right there; front page news,

Three weeks before 1942,

"Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And The Japs Are Comin',"

Pictures of soldiers dyin' and runnin',

Ken knew what it would lead to,

Just like he guessed, the President said,

"The evil Japanese in our home country will be locked away,"

They gave Ken, a couple of days,

To get his whole life packed in two bags,

Just two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes,

Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack anything in,

So two trash bags is all they gave them,

When the kids asked mom "Where are we goin'?"

Nobody even knew what to say to them,

Ken didn't wanna lie, he said "The US is lookin' for spies,

So we have to live in a place called Manzanar,

Where a lot of Japanese people are,"

Stop it don't look at the gunmen,

You don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin',

If you gonna run or not,

'Cause if you run then you might get shot,

Other than that try not to think about it,

Try not to worry 'bout it; bein' so crowded,

Someday we'll get out, someday, someday.

 

As soon as war broke out

The F.B.I. came and they just come to the house and

"You have to come"

"All the Japanese have to go"

They took Mr. Ni

People didn't understand

Why did they have to take him?

Because he's an innocent laborer

 

So now they're in a town with soldiers surroundin' them,

Every day, every night look down at them,

From watch towers up on the wall,

Ken couldn't really hate them at all;

They were just doin' their job and,

He wasn't gonna make any problems,

He had a little garden with vegetables and fruits that,

He gave to the troops in a basket his wife made,

But in the back of his mind, he wanted his families life saved,

Prisoners of war in their own damn country,

What for?

Time passed in the prison town,

He wanted them to live it down when they were free,

The only way out was joinin' the army,

And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on,

And ended up flyin' to Japan with a bomb,

That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,

Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came quick,

Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his wife,

But, when they got back to their home,

What they saw made them feel so alone,

These people had trashed every room,

Smashed in the windows and bashed in the doors,

Written on the walls and the floor,

"Japs not welcome anymore."

And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,

He, looked at his wife without words to say,

She looked back at him wiping tears away,

And, said "Someday we'll be okay, someday,"

Now the names have been changed, but the story's true,

My family was locked up back in '42,

My family was there it was dark and damp,

And they called it an internment camp

 

When we first got back from camp... uhh

It was... pretty... pretty bad

 

I, I remember my husband said

"Are we gonna stay 'til last?"

Then my husband died before they close the camp.

 

 

Har mange andre favoritter, orker ikke lete de fram nå.

Endret 7. mars 2007 av shizz kebab

[Heretique]

Pain of Salvation - A Trace of Blood (Fra albumet: Remedy Lane)

 

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Touching ground Going home to those I miss

Safe and sound Weeks of exile turn to bliss

But there's something in her voice When she is calling me

A trace of blood to lead me

Through roads of agony With blood taste in my mouth

And clouds before my eyes

I kneel beside the bed Where my bleeding dryad lies

 

Three young souls in misery

 

Hitting ground Nausea wakes me up at dawn

Hopes are found

Dissected, turned and then

Withdrawn

A chair of steel and wire Her legs are open wide

Helpless in myself I stand there cold beside

The doctors stay away Leave us with this dismay

To see the colours of a miracle Fade and turn to gray

 

Then a cry and rivers of blood Flow so sadly

bringing you

Our dreams pour into a cold tray Two young souls in misery

Missing you

 

"How quickly the colors change

from blue to red to black

and why am I always away

wrapped up in something

unable to live with all this

love

I ask of the world to leave

to be silent and pretend

that it never happend"

 

I never knew your name but I will miss you just the same

I was to live for you I lost the will to live at all the day you came

It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same

You were to be the first, how wonderful

Now I will always fear to hope again

 

The irony Of seeing me whispering through her skin

So joyfully To our child there deep within

Or of when she called to me To tell me cheerfully

That she had seen your shape On a hospital screen

And of nurses being concerned That you never moved or turned

Too late we see the warnings Too late we learn

 

I never saw your face and now you're gone without a trace

Except the trace of blood that's deeply scarred into my eyes To fill your place

It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same

I was prepared to be your father How can I ever prepare for that again?

 

Still I follow that trace of blood Always leading back to you

Hollow years of damming that flood Two young souls in misery

 

Missing you... missing you...

 

Pain of Salvation - Spitfall (Fra det nye albumet: Scarsick)

 

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INTRODUCING STAR

We saw you every day

With your hands on your crotch and so much to say

You went from bouncing toy cars with golden motors

To neon striped BMWs and a court of drugged up nodders and quoters

Namefucking fame on all photos

All cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters

Now when you’re a star

When you’ve reached this far

And the world really knows who you are

(Really?)

You show off your six black Mercedeses and drink Cristal like they all do

And the poor outside your gates appall you

And the only hood you see is the one on your car

Do you even have a clue as to who you are?

Bro I don’t think so

I mean Mercedes

Man what a stiff old dull fart’s republican shit car

Sick of hearing you preach to the poor like before

Only now you’re a coward

Only letting TV through your door

Getting older

Take a bow and just go

The rage on the stage getting colder like your hits on the chart

But then the talk shows can still get you hard

Doin’ rhymes on your prime time fistfights and spittin’ grime in the limelight like a Star gets a chip off your shoulder

A boulder that rolls and rolls over and over and over

There’s nothing like a broken childhood

There’s nothing like a broken home

There’s nothing like a tale from your hood

There’s nothing like a record of restriction orders

Outspoken borderline disorders

A violent long way to the top

The longer that you fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall

 

THUS QUOTE THE CRAVING

You’re so fucking lost that with all of the costs

You still don’t see that in reality

The one thing you fail to buy yourself is a personality

You’re trapped in a mould of the rap

You sell but you’re sold

I mean

Can’t believe that you’re paying all that gold

To some home decorator that hands you buckets of conformity

Seems you’re losing your way together with your policy man

Ending up with a new definition of poverty

It’s a joke

Like those you make in every video

To reach the kids with the dough

With every copied “aha yo” and worn out “bro”

Guess what we need is yet another clown

Who can feed our breed

With another look and hooker hook

Now when “bitch” is mundane you take the lead with “wassup ho”

And let TV blur your mouth once more

Just what we need in every store

Thus quote the craving: “forever more!”

You’re so right

A shiny knight on a white steed

Truly a hero

Yeah right

Fuck you

Fuck you right down to the core

You know what?

You’re just another Parental Advisory bore

There’s nothing like a broken childhood

There’s nothing like a broken home

There’s nothing like a tale from your hood

There’s nothing like a record of restriction orders

Outspoken borderline disorders

A violent long way to the top

The longer that you fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall...

When you’re rappin’ your shit y’all

 

REDEFINING VOMATORIUM

Yo

I guess when you’re that loaded

You’d better empty the barrel

Every chance you get

Is that so?

Empty your word and pose magazine

In magazine after magazine

Let every shot go let the shit flow

‘Cause the show must go on and on and on

You’re it bro

But it’s sad to know

When your star implodes

All that shit hits the fans

Just like your words back when you shone

But it’s getting late in the game

Trapped in repeating your name

Again and again

Like you’re scared we’ll forget it

Can’t blame you

Apart from that name you’re all embarrassingly the same

It’s so lame - can’t you get it?

And perhaps you are right in that fear

More sane than you appear

In your self deploring cock obsessive

Koks delirium

But I say

To me you just redefine

The old romans’ vomatorium

There’s nothing like a broken childhood

There’s nothing like a broken home

There’s nothing like a tale from your hood

There’s nothing like a record of restriction orders

Outspoken borderline disorders

A violent long way to the top

The longer that you

Claim that you have fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall...

 

MAN OF THE MASSES

You’re a man of the masses

Took all of the classes

Their asses are yours

All those bores who are paying the bills

For your palace uphills

And your pills that will help you proceed

In your greed

You are free of the chains that you need on your fans

To adore you

To kneel down before you

More precious to you than your brains and your hands

They live for you

If you could just see this old tree

This patriarchic hierarchy

Up where you want to be

You need miles of roots to lick your boots

Don’t you see?

You’re a man of the masses

You need all those asses

Their fate to relate to the one that you were

Do you know who you were?

Who you are?

Not the one in your words that they buy

They concur you conquer

Though a natural flunker

And you need them to stay not to fly

To obey like the dogs that they are

The cogs under the hood of your Mercedes car

They will pay for your trip to the stiff upper lip

You’re a man of the masses

Your trip is a journey through classes

You are high

They are low

And you need it to be so

See, without them you’d be nothing more than before

And you know that’s not much

It is just or unjust such:

Just a sad little man with his hand on his crotch

There’s nothing like a broken childhood

There’s nothing like a broken home

There’s nothing like a tale from your hood

There’s nothing like a record of restriction orders

Outspoken borderline disorders

A violent long way to the top

The longer that you fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall...

The longer the spit falls...

When you’re rappin’ your shit y’all

 

Yo

You’re just another Parental Advisory sticker surfing beach boy

Yo

 

Opeth - Serenity Painted Death (Fra albumet: Still Life)

 

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Returned from a hibernal dream

Voices fell like marble

No longer by my side

Gone all that would linger

 

Ripped from my embrace

Melinda reflected in shafts

Red line round her neck

Met the earth in silence

 

White faced, haggard grin

This serenity painted death

With a halo of bitter disease

Black paragon in lingering breath

 

White faced, haggard grin

This serenity painted death

With a halo of bitter disease

Black paragon in lingering breath

 

Saw here fading, blank stare into me

Clenched fist from the beautiful pain

 

Darkness reared its head

Tearing within the reeling haze

Took control, claiming my flesh

Piercing rage, perfect tantrum

Each and every one would die at my hand

Choking in warm ponds of blood

At last, weak and torn, I went down

Drained from strength, flickering breath

 

Came with the moon

The wayward in concious state

Flanked and barred in destiny's end

Underneath with hope in laches

Swathed in filth, any would betoken

Starlit shadows on the wall

Finally there to collect me

From the bowels of sin

 

The Project Hate MCMXCIX - Weep (Fra albumet: Hate, Dominate, Congregate, Eliminate)

 

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Here down we taste the angels' tears

Here down where angels weep

 

It's getting late

I should move on

This is the darkest of all the nights

I've seen before

 

So take my hand

Your lips so cold

This is the last farewell

 

Is it too late now

as I lay down and weep

For all saviors killed

that died for me

 

Here down... The sun's gone, were all asleep

Here down where angels weep

 

Whispers in the woods at night

You look so pale

I think I hear them now...

The angels weep

 

You must have died long before

The sun went away

But please darling... weep again...

 

Now I'm here the last ever chance

for a last... a last farewell

Now I'm here for a last shimmering...

for a last... a last farewell

The angels weep

 

The angels...

 

Is it too late now

as I lay down and weep

For all saviors killed

that died for me...

 

The sun went down

The lights go out

She's cold...

 

The sun went down

The lights go out

So cold...

 

Porcupine Tree - Open Car (Fra albumet: Deadwing)

 

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Nothing like this Felt in her kiss

Cannot resist her Fell for her charm

Lost in her arms I keep a photograph

Give me a glimpse Let me come in

Be there inside her Here it begins

Here is the sin Something to lie about

 

You think you're smart I think you're art

We agree on this It doesn't work

Feeling like dirt Feeling like you don't care

We get a room And in the gloom

She lights a cigarette Clothes on the bed

Love me she said I give myself to her

 

I'm getting feelings I'm hiding too well

(Bury the horse shaped shell)

Something broke inside my stomach

I let the pieces lie just where they fell

(Being with you is hell)

 

Hair blow in an open car

Summer dress slips down her arm

Hair blown in an open car

 

OK what's next? After the sex

What do we now? Finding the time

Drawing the line And never crossing it

Gave her the hours Gave her the power

Cannot erase her Gave her the truth

Gave her the proof I gave her everything

 

I'm getting feelings I'm hiding to well

(Bury the horse shaped shell)

Something broke inside my stomach

I let the pieces lie just where they fell

(Being with you is hell)

 

Hair blow in an open car

Summer dress slips down her arm

Hair blown in an open car

On a drive out to the farm

Hair blown in an open car

 

Hair blown in an open car

Summer dress slips down your arm

Hair blown in an open car..

 

Vel, det er jeg kommer på i farten.

 

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Endret 9. mars 2007 av Heretique

[abrj]

Suicide is Painless--Theme from the movie M*A*S*H

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Suicide is Painless--Theme from the movie M*A*S*H

 

1)Through Early morning fog I see

Visions of the things to be

The pains that are withheld for me

I realize and I can see

That Suicide is Painless

It brings on many changes

And I can take or leave it if I please

 

2)Try to find a way to make

All our little joys relate

Without that ever present hate

But now I know that it's too late

And (chorus)

 

3)The game of life is hard to play

I'm going to lose it anyway

The losing card I'll someday lay

So this is all I have to say

That (chorus)

 

4)The only way to win is cheat

And lay it down before I'm beat

And to another give a seat

For that's the only painless feat

'Cause (chorus)

 

5)The sword of time will pierce our skins

It doesn't hurt when it begins

But as it works it's way on in

The pain grow stronger watch it grin

For (chorus)

 

6)A brave man once requested me

To answer questions that are key

Is it to be or not to be

And I replied "Oh why ask me."

Cause (chorus)

And you can do the same thing if you please

 

For siste gang - Fra Portveien 2

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Døren låses, porten lukkes,

alt er gjort for aller siste gang,

gi meg hånden før du reiser,

sett deg ganske stille på mitt fang.

 

Refr.:

Om det som er forbi er forbi,

da har jeg noe vakkert å si;

alltid skal jeg huske det vi delte, du og jeg,

aldri skal jeg glemme alt du var for meg

 

 

Være sammen, siden skilles,

det er veien hver og en må gå,

la oss ikke være triste

selv om det er oss det gjelder nå.

 

Refr.:

Om det som er forbi er forbi,

da har jeg noe vakkert å si;

alltid skal jeg huske det vi delte, du og jeg,

aldri skal jeg glemme alt du var for meg

 

 

Døren låses, porten lukkes,

det er gjort for aller siste gang.

Om vi siden aldri møtes,

kan jeg være hos deg i min sang;

 

Refr.:

Om det som er forbi er forbi,

da har jeg noe vakkert å si;

alltid skal jeg huske det vi delte, du og jeg,

aldri skal jeg glemme alt du var for meg

[Cuneax]

Justin Timerlake - What goes around, comes around

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[Thend]

De La Soul - Stakes Is High

 

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[Pos]

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs

Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough

Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it

I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets

Gun control means using both hands in my land

Where it's all about the cautious livin'

Migrating to a higher form of consequence, compliments

Of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable

Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable

 

[Dove]

I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses

I'm sick of talkin' about blunts

Sick of Versace glasses

Sick of slang

Sick of half-ass awards shows

Sick of name brand clothes

Sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks

Cocaine and crack

Which brings sickness to blacks

Sick of swoll' head rappers

With their sicker-than raps

Clappers and gats

Makin' the whole sick world collapse

The facts are gettin' sick

Even sicker perhaps

Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse

 

[Pos]

Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out

Let me tell you what it's all about

A skin not considered equal

A meteor has more right than my people

Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated

That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated

 

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high

(Higher than high)

You know them stakes is high

(Higher than high)

When we talkin' 'bout the

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high

When we dealin' with the

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high

(Hey yo, what about that love?)

 

[Pos]

Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds

Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns

Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth

Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid

We living in them days of the man-made ways

Where every aspect is vivid

these brothers no longer talk shit

Hey yo, these niggas live it

'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone

Plug One translating the zone

No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play

And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way

J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say?

 

[Dove]

I say G's are making figures at a high regard

And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd

Investing in fantasies and not God

Welcome to reality, see times is hard

People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card

Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars

See, shit like that will make your mama cry

Better watch the way you spend it

'Cause the stakes is high

 

Y'all know them stakes is high

When we talkin' 'bout the

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high

 

I think that smiling in public is against the law

'Cause love don't get you through life no more

It's who you know and "How you, son?"

And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding

Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high

Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body

Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti

 

[Pos]

But they ain't organized!

 

[Dove]

Mixing crimes with life enzymes

Taking the big scout route

And niggas know doubt better

Than they know their daughters

And their sons

(Oh boy)

 

[Pos]

Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain

Positive contact just like my main man

Who got others cleaning up his physical influence

His mind got congested

He got the nine and blew it

Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors

Just animals surviving with that animal behavior

Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky

Experiments when needles and skin connect

No wonder where we live is called the projects

When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do

Anything to get the piece of the pie

Electrify

Even die for the cash

But at last I be out even though you wantin' more

This issue is closed like an elevator door

But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the

 

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high

Y'all know them stakes is high

When we talkin' 'bout the

(Vibes....vibrations)

Stakes is high

Stakes is high, come on

 

Som Pos sier: Every word I say should be a hip hop quotable.

[H-e-l-l-o]

Satariel - Vengeance Is hers (fra albumet Hydra)

 

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The great breach of the free will

The most feeble of deeds

For what was violated, and was done

A righteously cruel and sadistic punishment must come

 

You are weak and you disgust me

I dream of a world where all of your kind are dead

 

No forgetting what you have done

No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won’t get rid

 

With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow

With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall

With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you

With a plastic bag over your head she’ll take your breath away

 

You made yourself unworthy

to walk among us

Try to hide, we’ll h(a)unt you down

 

For the ultimate sin you will bleed

And the world will hurray your departure

 

You are made of shit and piss

I want to purify you in a pool of your own blood

 

No forgetting what you have done

No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won’t get rid

 

With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow

With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall

With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you

With a plastic bag over your head she’ll take your breath away

[x871kx6167ss7]

Sing my song

Sing my song

'cause I am wrong

So sing my song

It echoes hard to pinch a part of freedom -

If you want it - get it - tonight!

 

Sing my dear

Sing my dear

Cos I am here so please sing my dear

I'm bitter-sweet

Don't wanna keep my mouth shut

It's lonely here, but it's mine my dear -

Thanks a lot!

 

Sing my song

Sing my song

If I am wrong

Fuckin' sing my song

And tell me does it hurt

To speak the word that makes you fly?

If you can't take much

Your soul won't weight much when you die!

 

The prize is hot,

So please be not

That common thing that's shimmering

Among the dead!

Sure they give you shit,

But go for it

It makes them bleed

If you stay on your feet

And raise your head!

 

Sing my song

Sing my song

If I am wrong

Freakin' sing my song!

And tell me does it hurt

To speak the word that makes you strong?

If you don't want it, don't dare to sing my song!

Endret 8. mars 2007 av Blackslash

[Herpeederpee]

Wintersun - Beautiful Death

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My face turned pale before the cold eyes of death

My body was frozen by the stare from the dark

I don't want to think of anything, but there's storm of thoughts in my head

I wasn't prepared for this, 'cause I'm not ready to die

Nothing could have prepared me for this

["Only way out is through window of dreams" backwards]

 

Nothing but blood so red and deceased

Nothing but pain, I fall on my knees

Tormenting demons, I suffer and bleed

Only way out is through window of dreams

 

The rain whips the lonely and crushed soul

The dark clouds are closing fast, the wind is blowing the colours of life away

The growing shadow will darken my dreams, and with the fire inside me it feeds

I'll be screaming in the stars when it's over

Storms are raging on the path to home, once so silent and calm

The desperate glare of the dark light is cast on the fallen one

And when the illusions sigh no more, the journey to new dream will carry on

'cause life is just a beautiful death

 

Life turns a new and strange page

They will try to take everything away from me

You'll never know the future

Save me from the rain

Tell me what matters in life, if anything

I'm struggling with sickness

They will try to take everything away from me

Are you trying to hide from the end

Save me from the rain

Save me from the end

 

`Cause life will always be withering away from us

I want to be alone with you

And I'll give my heart to you, before I go

'cause life is just a beautiful, beautiful death

 

Opeth - To Bid You Farewell <3

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I am awaiting the sunrise

Gazing modestly through the coldest morning

Once it came you lied

Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops

 

I stand motionless

In a parade of falling rain

Your voice I cannot hear

As I am falling again

 

Devotion eludes

And in sadness I lumber

In my own ashes I am standing without a soul

She wept and whispered: "I know..."

 

We walked into the night

Am I to bid you farewell?

 

Why can't you see that I try

When every tear I shed

Is for you?

 

Immortal - Antarctica

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Gaping in the horizon

An entire continent cloached on ice move

With giant icesheets constantly on the move

Seas of this continent so cold and invincible

Where icebergs more as monuments

Towards a dry damned earth

 

Behind the gates and mighty portals

Of the arctic polar circle

Builds the frozen layers of snow

A perfect platform to grow against the seasons

The snowbelts of Antarctica rise

With its dark polar winterstorms

 

Towering in the horizon

An entire continent cloached on ice

With giant iceesheets contantly on the move

Floating nearer with its tide and icy waves

The shadow of Antarctica spreads

With its masses of permafrost

 

The clima shifts to colder for the icier age

Glaciers stretches far washing everything away

 

Antarctica... the darkest face of ice

Antarctica... the coldest place of all

Antarctica... massive and unconquerable

 

Its drama will unfold

[Juleniss1]

Helt klart Ljås Victorinox:

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Victorinox e ein jævla bra kniv

Han ser ut som en vanlege - lommakniv

 

Du åpnarn opp og han blir

Super-mini-verktøy

 

Med forstørrelsesglass

Lagar flammar og bål

Med forstørrelsesglass

Lagar flammar og bål

 

Du vetkje kor du har kjypt an

Eller om du fekk an te jul

Kan du se om det e - plagiat

 

Eg har lyst te å vita

om han e prima kvalitet

Eg har lyst te å vita

om han e lagd i Chaina

 

VICTORINOX!

VICTORINOX!

 

Kutt av navlestrengen

og sei du ikkje treng an lenger

Kutt av navlestrengen

og sei du ikkje treng an lenger

 

Du vetkje kor du har kjypt an

Eller om du fekk an te jul

Kan du se om det e - plagiat

 

Eg har lyst te å vita

om han e prima kvalitet

Eg har lyst te å vita

om han e lags i Chaina

 

VICTORINOX!

VICTORINOX!

 

Ein vanlege foldekniv

Men mye bedre en eine tollekniv

 

Tr00 norwegian black metal!

[xersess]

My dying bride - The blue lotus

 

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Under the darkened, Ancient oak

Gentle in the nights breeze

I stop and stare, rest a while

With hands upon my knees

Through jades leaves, bush and scrub

I spy my journeys end

Black it looms, silent gloom

The castle called Avend

On I trot, past forest eyes

Past horrors of the night

Through the dark, I see a sign

A gently glowing light

 

 

Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy

Towards the golden window

My heart pounds and my breath is rushed

As I fight both brick and branch

The ledge is mine and over I sweep

Silent like the falling snow

Quiet, I slip across the polished floow

Tonight, I will dine with chance

 

 

The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth

Old poems and stories gone

A beauty of unimaginable lust

Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won

Skin like milk, an angels face

They say her smile could kill

Her hair the blackest of all black

Stories I thought though, still

 

 

So there she lay, sleeping upon the bed

Half covered by fantastic silks

Her breast I see, moves with her dreams

A sight I will always recall

A single candle that showed me the way

Through forest, river and hills

Glows upon that lovely skin

Shadows dancing around the walls

 

 

Closer I creep, toward my prize

The Blue Lotus lies before me

Her lips are full, red as blood

Moist as they invite me

Stoop I did to kiss those lips

In that glowing room

When suddenly, she did awake,

Her eyes filled with doom

From silks, her hands wer round my neck

Escape there was no hope

A brief flash of teeth is all that I saw

And gone was my throat

Her bloodlust deep, she swallowed me

Red was all I saw

She drank her fill and watched me fall

Gently to the floor

 

 

A league away my death is found

By locals who tend this land

Who lay me down in shallow earth

A single Lotus placed in my hand.

 

synes denne sangen har veldig kul tekst, liker spessielt det første verset. kan stort sett heilesangen i hauet og. Sangen kan høyrast på www.youtube.com ....

Endret 8. mars 2007 av xersess

[Rippey]

John Lennon - Imagine

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Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one

 

Louis Armstrong - What A Wonderful World

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I see trees of green........ red roses too I see em bloom..... for me and for you And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue..... clouds of white Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world. The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do Theyre really sayin......i love you. I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow Theyll learn much more.....than Ill never know And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world (instrumental break) The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do Theyre really sayin...*spoken*(I ....love....you). I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow *spoken*(you know their gonna learn A whole lot more than Ill never know) And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world Yes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.

[Wizendraw]

Pink Floyd - Time

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

 

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

 

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again.

The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

 

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone, the song is over,

Thought I'd something more to say.

Synes dette er en VELDIG fin tekst, filosofisk og reflektert samtidig som den ikke roter seg bort i kompliserte ord. Som Waters sier i et intervju: "What amazes me most about the record [(DSOTM)] is that we got away with it, basically. I mean, breathe, breathe in the air, don't be afraid to care. It's so simple." (fritt etter hukommelsen).

[maxM]

Alice In Chains har noen veldig gode tekster. Vokalist og tekst skribent i bandet Layne Staley var sterkt narko avhengig noe man tydelig får intrykk og inblikk i gjennom tekstene hans.

 

Down In A Hole er en av mine favoritter:

 

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Bury me softly in this womb

I give this part of me for you

Sand rains down and here I sit

Holding rare flowers

In a tomb...in bloom

 

Down in a hole and I dont know if I can be saved

See my heart I decorate it like a grave

You dont understand who they

Thought I was supposed to be

Look at me now a man

Who wont let himself be

 

Down in a hole, feelin so small

Down in a hole, losin my soul

Id like to fly,

But my wings have been so denied

 

Down in a hole and theyve put all

The stones in their place

Ive eaten the sun so my tongue

Has been burned of the taste

I have been guilty

Of kicking myself in the teeth

I will speak no more

Of my feelings beneath

 

Down in a hole, feelin so small

Down in a hole, losin my soul

Id like to fly but my

Wings have been so denied

 

Bury me softly in this womb

Oh I want to be inside of you

I give this part of me for you

Oh I want to be inside of you

Sand rains down and here I sit

Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)

In a tomb...in bloom

Oh I want to be inside...

 

Down in a hole, feelin so small

Down in a hole, losin my soul

Down in a hole, feelin so small

Down in a hole, outta control

Id like to fly but my

Wings have been so denied

[TomJ]

Denne sangen er en klar favoritt...

 

 

 

 

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

 

Of our elaborate plans, the end

Of everything that stands, the end

No safety or surprise, the end

Ill never look into your eyes...again

 

Can you picture what will be

So limitless and free

Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand

In a...desperate land

 

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain

And all the children are insane

All the children are insane

Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

 

Theres danger on the edge of town

Ride the kings highway, baby

Weird scenes inside the gold mine

Ride the highway west, baby

 

Ride the snake, ride the snake

To the lake, the ancient lake, baby

The snake is long, seven miles

Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold

 

The west is the best

The west is the best

Get here, and well do the rest

 

The blue bus is callin us

The blue bus is callin us

Driver, where you taken us

 

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on

He took a face from the ancient gallery

And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he

Paid a visit to his brother, and then he

He walked on down the hall, and

And he came to a door...and he looked inside

Father, yes son, I want to kill you

Mother...i want to...fuck you

 

Cmon baby, take a chance with us

Cmon baby, take a chance with us

Cmon baby, take a chance with us

And meet me at the back of the blue bus

Doin a blue rock

On a blue bus

Doin a blue rock

Cmon, yeah

 

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

 

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

 

It hurts to set you free

But youll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

 

This is the end

 

 

[HeHauken]

Leonard Cohen har en god del ganske kule sangtekster.

 

Democracy:

 

It's coming through a hole in the air,

from those nights in Tiananmen Square.

It's coming from the feel

that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.

From the wars against disorder,

from the sirens night and day,

from the fires of the homeless,

from the ashes of the gay:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming through a crack in the wall;

on a visionary flood of alcohol;

from the staggering account

of the Sermon on the Mount

which I don't pretend to understand at all.

It's coming from the silence

on the dock of the bay,

from the brave, the bold, the battered

heart of Chevrolet:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

 

It's coming from the sorrow in the street,

the holy places where the races meet;

from the homicidal bitchin'

that goes down in every kitchen

to determine who will serve and who will eat.

From the wells of disappointment

where the women kneel to pray

for the grace of God in the desert here and the desert far away:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

 

Sail on, sail on

O mighty Ship of State!

To the Shores of Need

Past the Reefs of Greed

Through the Squalls of Hate

Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.

 

It's coming to America first,

the cradle of the best and of the worst.

It's here they got the range and the machinery for change and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.

It's here the family's broken and it's here the lonely say

that the heart has got to open

in a fundamental way:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

 

It's coming from the women and the men.

O baby, we'll be making love again.

We'll be going down so deep

the river's going to weep, and the mountain's going to shout Amen!

It's coming like the tidal flood

beneath the lunar sway,

imperial, mysterious,

in amorous array:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

 

Sail on, sail on ...

 

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean

I love the country but I can't stand the scene. And I'm neither left or right

I'm just staying home tonight,

getting lost in that hopeless little screen.

But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags

that Time cannot decay,

I'm junk but I'm still holding up

this little wild bouquet:

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

 

 

 

I'm Your Man

 

If you want a lover

I'll do anything you ask me to

And if you want another kind of love

I'll wear a mask for you

If you want a partner

Take my hand

Or if you want to strike me down in anger

Here I stand

I'm your man

If you want a boxer

I will step into the ring for you

And if you want a doctor

I'll examine every inch of you

If you want a driver

Climb inside

Or if you want to take me for a ride

You know you can

I'm your man

 

Ah, the moon's too bright

The chain's too tight

The beast won't go to sleep

I've been running through these promises to you

That I made and I could not keep

Ah but a man never got a woman back

Not by begging on his knees

Or I'd crawl to you baby

And I'd fall at your feet

And I'd howl at your beauty

Like a dog in heat

And I'd claw at your heart

And I'd tear at your sheet

I'd say please, please

I'm your man

 

And if you've got to sleep

A moment on the road

I will steer for you

And if you want to work the street alone

I'll disappear for you

If you want a father for your child

Or only want to walk with me a while

Across the sand

I'm your man

 

If you want a lover

I'll do anything you ask me to

And if you want another kind of love

I'll wear a mask for you

 

 

Endret 9. mars 2007 av HenHau

[Bilge^^]

Alterbridge - in loving memory

 

Thanks for all you've done

I've missed you for so long

I can't believe you're gone

You still live in me

I feel you in the wind

You guide me constantly

 

I've never knew what it was to be alone, no

Cause you were always there for me

You were always there waiting

And ill come home and I miss your face so

Smiling down on me

I close my eyes to see

 

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight cause it comforts me

 

I carry the things that remind me of you

In loving memory of

The one that was so true

Your were as kind as you could be

And even though you're gone

You still mean the world to me

 

I've never knew what it was to be alone, no

Cause you were always there for me

You were always there waiting

But now I come home and it's not the same, no

It feels empty and alone

I can't believe you're gone

 

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight cause it comforts me

 

I'm glad he set you free from sorrow

I'll still love you more tomorrow

And you will be here with me still

 

And what you did you did with feeling

And You always found the meaning

And you always will

And you always will

And you always will

 

Ooo's

 

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight cause it comforts me

 

Endret 9. mars 2007 av Bilge^^

[Kiruk]

Tool - Eulogy. Sitter fortsatt å prøver å finne ut hva meningen med den er, hvis det er noen.

 

 

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He had a lot to say

He had a lot of nothing to say

We'll miss him

I'll miss him

He had a lot to say

He had a lot of nothing to say

We'll miss him

I'll miss him

We're gonna miss him

We're gonna miss him

 

It's so long now

We wish you well

You told us how you weren't afraid to die

Well so long

Don't cry

Or feel too down

Not all martyrs see divinity

But at least you tried

 

Standing above the crowd

He had a voice that was strong and loud

We'll miss him

I'll miss him

Ranting and pointing his finger

At everything but his heart

We'll miss him

I'll miss him

We're gonna miss him

We're gonna miss him

 

There's no way

To recall

What it was that you had said to me

Like I care at all

But it was so loud

You sure could yell

You took a stand on every little thing

And so loud

 

Standing above the crowd

He had a voice that was strong and loud and I

Swallowed his facade 'cause I'm so

Eager to identify with

Someone above the ground

Someone who seemed to feel the same

Someone prepared to lead the way and

Someone who would die for me

 

Will you?

Will you now?

Would you die for me?

Don't you fuckin' lie

Don't you step outta line

Don't you step outta line

Don't you step outta line

Don't you fuckin' lie

 

You've claimed all this time

That you would die for me

Why then are you so surprised

When you hear your own eulogy?

 

He had a lot to say

He had a lot of nothing to say

He had a lot to say

He had a lot of nothing to say

 

Come down

Get off your fuckin' cross

We need the fuckin' space

To nail the next fool martyr

 

To ascend, you must die

You must be crucified

For our sins and our lies

Goodbye

[Juden]

Denne teksten er ganske bra.

Av: a-ha!!

 

 

 

"The Swing Of Things"

 

You say the world's an eventful place

You give me news

I don't want to know

You say that I should care

That I should speak my mind

 

Oh, but how can I speak of the world

Rushing by

With a lump in my throat

And tears in my eyes

Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back

Or is it still time to get into

The swing of things

 

Let us walk through this windless city

I'll go on till the winter gets me

Oh, "sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear"

In a letter somewhere

 

Oh, but how can I sleep with your

voice in my head

With an ocean between us

And room in my bed

Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip

Or is it still time to get into

The swing of things

 

Oh, when she glows in the dark

And I'm weak by the sight

Of this breathtaking beauty

In which I can hide

Oh, there's a worldful out there

Of people I fear

But given time I'll get into

The swing of things

 

Yes, when she glows in the dark and

I'm struck by the sight

I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life

 

What have I done

What lies I have told

I've played games with the ones that

rescued my soul

Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip

Or is it still time to get into

The swing of things