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[Shah of Blah]

post hier lyrics die je echt kewl vind

ik bijt de spits af met

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operation ivy- room without a window

The position being taken is not to be mistaken
For attempted education or righteous accusation
Only a description just an observation of the pitiful
Condition of our degeneration

Walls made of opinions thru which we speak and never listen
Ceiling made of pride vicious and self satisfied
Door thats made of rage hard and slowly aged
Always closing tighter with every war that's waged
Room without a window cant see out...

Floor is made of lives wed gladly end to stay inside
Corners made of borders, borders made of law and order
Painted with the words of politicians and religion
Plastered with the wreckage of our cultural division
Room without a window cant see out...


.....

[Machiavelli]

Artist: Boogie Down Productions
Album: Criminal Minded
Song: 9mm Goes Bang

La la-la la-la la-la la...la...la...la
La la-la la-la la-la la..la..la...la...la

Buck! Buck!

Chorus:

Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
This is KRS-One...

Verse 1:

Me knew a crack dealer by the name of Peter
Had to buck him down with my 9 millimeter
He said I had his girl, I said "Now what are you? Stupid?"
But he tried to play me out and KRS-One knew it
He reached for his pistol but it was just a waste
Cos my 9 millimeter was up against his face
He pulled his pistol anyway and I filled him full of lead
But just before he fell to the ground this is what I said...

Repeat chorus

La la-la la-la la-la la...la...la...la
La la-la la-la la-la la..la..la...la...la x2

Verse 2:

Seven days later I was chillin in the herb gate
But seven days too much when the gossip has to circulate
Puffin sensemilla I heard "knock knock knock"
But the way that they knocked it did not sound like any cop
And if it were a customer they'd ask me for a nick
So suddenly I realized it had to be a trick
I dropped down to the floor and they did not waste no time
They shot right through the door so I had to go for mine
They pumped and shot again but the suckas kept on missin
Cos I was on the floor by now, I crawled into the kitchen
Thirty seconds later, boy, they bust the door down
The money and the sensemi' was lyin all around
But just as they put their pistols down to take a cut
Me jumped out the kitchen, went "buck! buck! buck!"
They fall down to the floor but one was still alive
So I put my 9 millimeter right between his eyes
Looked at his potnah and both of them were dead
So just before he joined his potnah this is what I said...

Repeat chorus

La la-la la-la la-la la...la...la...la
La la-la la-la la-la la..la..la...la...la x2

Verse 3:

I gathered all the money and I ran up the block
I said "This is a perfect time to meet with Scott LaRock"
But Scott is either psychic or he has a knack for trouble
Cos Scott LaRock showed up in a all-black BMW
I jumped inside the car and we screeched off in a hurry
And Scott said "What is wrong? Relax, tell me the story"
I said "You remember Peter? Well his posse tried to kill me
I'm all right now because the sensemi' fill me"
Scott just laughed, he said "I know they're all dead
And just before you pulled the trigger this is what you said..."

Repeat chorus

La la-la la-la la-la la...la...la...la
La la-la la-la la-la la..la..la...la...la x2

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[paco de taco]

[skeleton]

Anti-Flag - Police story

A black man driving down the street one day
Pulled over by racist boys in blue in Brentwood, PA
There's no real reason, they don't have any right
It's just that in their eyes he's not the correct shade of white...
Driving in a neighborhood that's reigned by whites
Ain't healthy for a black man trying to live a lengthy life
All those cops they walked off free, but him he's in a grave
His name is Johnny Gammage, on of thousands they have slain

We've got no rights....
... when cops can kill
It's not right....
... we live in fear
Patrol man cruising in his car at night
Just looking for some homeys he can rough up in a fight
Pulled over 3 kids in a total rage
Next thing you know there's bodies all over the place
His back up came & they're all acting tough
3 kids vs. 6 or 7 cops all armed with billy clubs
The cops they did it just cause those kids color and their age
They say "that's not the truth", but this happens every fucking day!!!

We've got no right. ....
... when cops can kill
It's not right...
... we live in fear

Fear of what you're gonna do, when a cop's talking shit to you
Fear of what you're gonna say, when the cops come gunning your way
Fear of what you shouldn't do, when the cops try to provoke you
Fear that on any given day, the cops should take your life away...

They say they're here to keep the peace...
WHAT A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SHIT!!!!!!

We've got no rights....
... when cops can kill
It's not right... ....
... we live in fear
TAKE BACK YOUR RIGHTS!!!

[Cheops]

[Necro]
Yo, yo, yo, check this shit bitch,
For all you slime buckets, all over the land, peep it

[Necro]
Yo, I'm dancin on your grave like Borishnikov
I'll rip you off
leave you in the desert 'til the voltures strip your corpse
then rape your fuckin' wife, until my dick is soft
'til the flesh is pealin' off
I'm a devil consealed in cloth
walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork
you got a hole in your stomach
yo plug it up with a cork, you dork
lots of blood loss, red cross
couldn't help your dead boss cut his head off
brutal, sadistic, the only way
I'll be remembered, after I'm dismemebered
and my bones decay, a rap legend
to the aggressionary session
my invention of tention and powerful progression
it's time, for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
hit your mind like consumin stricchnine
for all the shell, clips and glocks
you step to me with a weapon
you'll be reppin' your clique in a box

[Chorus]
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a plot
We ain't playin, we ain't rhymin' for nothin'
Yo this shit is our life, so let me tell you somethin'
If you ever diss me I'ma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence (violence), death (death)
Yo there ain't nothin left to say, this shit's fresh

[Ill Bill]
I'll kill, you could be my latest victim
I'll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it
piss on your bitch's tits and make you lick it
you fuckin' maggot
you probably fucked one hundred faggots
your a gay thug that loved jail and love gettin' your ass whipped
come around here actin hardcore
you never did dirt, you gonna get hurt
pull up your pink skirt
your pink panties'll get your whig damaged
go eat a dick sandwhich
I can't stand this motherfucker
make this bitch vanish from the planet
I'll hit you like a ton of granite
get your blood splattered
face bashed in, you can't win
I'll stab you in the head wit shishkebab sticks
while watchin' mob flicks, nasty like armpits
when I be suckin' on you mom's tits
she my bitch, she on my dick
tell that trick to stop callin' my crib
why'd you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
smokin' green clove, walkin' around town flossin' the free clothes
doper than Special K explodin' in the fiend's nose

[Chorus] {*fades out with gatling gun sounds*}


keidik

Metallica - Welcome Home (Sanitarium)

Welcome to where time stands still
no one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, No windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
that dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
can't they see it's why my brain says Rage

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there
and cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
assuring me that I'm insane

They think our heads are in their hands
but violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
he's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
but they think this saves us from our Hell

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on
natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
seems the only way
for reaching out again.

[PieterB]

IGNITE LYRICS

"Taken Away"

A thousand passersby just walk on
His luxuries of life have been taken away
I wish someone would stop me
Every time that I complain

Be grateful in every way
Taken Away
Don?t you forget
He would give anything
Taken Away
For a working body

Don?t throw your blesses away

I?ve been given love, given family
A warm clean bed for my head to lay
So many people aren?t so lucky
Don?t forget to give thanks and praise

Be grateful in every way
Taken Away
He would give anything
For a working body
Taken Away
A split second later

Don?t throw your blesses away

Truly grateful for each and every day
I get on my knees to give thanks and praise
Go

Budapest, Hungary 1991
I met a boy names Janos
Confined to a wheelchair with multiple sclerosis
His own mobility based
Solely on the movements of his chin
But he had so much to teach me
When I showed him some friendship
When I stopped to talk

He said it really hurts
When people look right past you
Like I?m not a human being with feelings
Love and compassion sitting here
Don?t you dare feel sorry for me
Just give me a chance
His reality?s cool
His mind stays strong
Hey I?m alive

A thousand passersby just walk on
His luxuries of life have been taken away
I wish someone would stop me
Every time that I complain

Taken Away
Don?t you forget
Taken Away
He would give anything
Taken Away
For a working body
Taken Away
Don?t throw your blesses away
Taken Away

[PieterB]

Rage against the machine - wake up

Come on!
Uggh!
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Yeah!

Yeah, back in this...
Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
To shake ya up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end

Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Uggh!
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!

I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

Background: 'Black nationalism'
'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'
'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...'
'And neutralise them'

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Spoken: "How long? Not long, 'cause
what you reap is what you sow."

[Infaustus]

Monstrosity-Eye of judgement


Shroud my face in this veil of scorn
At one with Darkness I am reborn.

Eye of judgement
Staring at you;
Turn your face and hide.
I impose my wrath upon you
Imploring me, you'll die.

Burning in the flames
Cast upon your life.
Feel the darkest energy
Infect your soul.

Screaming rage of negativity
Dwells beyond my eyes
Inside I control.

Inflict my horror
To the heart of weaker useless souls I despise.
No longer
Will I allow my enemies to contimue life.

Descent into the grave
Is the punishment.
I impose on you
Your flesh consumed.
Swirling mass of omnipresent
Hate and solitude
Beckons you
Eye of judgement.

Covered in the blood of my enemies
And pure virgin innocence.
My soul can rest
I've imposed my judgement
On the feeble beings
And their souls are raped
In my God-like state.

[Carn]

kaatje neuktgraag:

Kaatje neuktgraag wou eens weten,
wat er in haar kutje ging

Pakte een heipaal om het te meten,
en die ging er helemaal in

Jongens Jongens help eens mee,
er zit een heipaal in mn snee

Jongens Jongens help eens mee,
er zit een heipaal in mn sneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


dank u.

[Sultan_of_Swing]

Assasin schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 16:52:
Artist: Boogie Down Productions
Album: Criminal Minded
Song: 9mm Goes Bang

*coole tekst

hehehe dat is inderdaad een cool nummer

[Diesel]

Ozzy Osbourne - CRAZY TRAIN

Crazy, but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate

Mental wounds not healing
Life's a bitter shame
I'm going off the rails on the crazy train

I've listened too preachers
I've listened too fools
I've watched all the dropouts

Who make their own rules
One person conditioned to rule and control
The media sells it and you live the role

Mental wounds still screaming
Driving me insane
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Yea-h!

Heirs of a cold war
That's what we've become
Inheriting troubles, I'm mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I'm living with something that just ain't fair
Mental wounds not healing
Who and what's to blame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

[Diesel]

Billy Joel - PIANO MAN

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He say, Son can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes
Da da da de de da
da da de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says Bill, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinking alone
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday,
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see
To forget about life for awhile.
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Da da da de de da
da da de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright.

[Diesel]

Bob Dylan - HURRICANE

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmaryAnd though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim.

"Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jail house
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried.The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

[Less Than Jake]

oh dit gha ik eens lezen.

[newfoundpunk]

Alkaline Trio - All On Black

I put it all on black, no color you're all dressed in
And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor
And I'm mourning the death, the recent passing of your insides
I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you

I put it all in back of my mind where I hold you
I'm just trying to keep track how far back it really goes
And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens
I'm just trying to relax as the killer's waiting right outside my door

What's black and white?
What's read all over?
This tired book, this organ donor

Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
It hasn't rained in years
I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know

I put them all in black, the four walls of my bedroom
And I trimmed them in red, peeled your picture off the wall
And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat
That arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you

What's upside down?
What's coated in silver?
This crucifix is my four leaf clover

Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
It hasn't rained in years
I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know

One of these days, it's gonna catch up to you
Throwing looks like those around
One of these nights, I promise to you
I'll soon be sleeping sound
As soon as I leave town

[skeleton]

De Heideroosjes - De Neandertaler

Hij flikt het ieder weekend weer, in een foute disco-kroeg
De oerdrang maakt zich meester van een inhoudsloze kop
Hij moet zichzelf laten gelden, daarom slaat hij erop

(REFREIN)
De neandertaler, slaat erop!
De neandertaler, botte kop!

Samen met z'n vuile vriendjes, trimt hij zomaar iemand los
Zonder enige reden, zijn jij en ik de klos
Alles wat enigzins anders is, de macho slaat erop

O, als geen ander haat ik die Neandertalers
Want ze fokken weer een ander en die ander baalt ervan
want ze verschuilen hun domheid achter een masker
van een zatte krachtpatser, gadver!
Ze maken graag ruzie en vermijden discussie
En zo blijft respect voor hun een illusie
Want zelf hebben zij nog de meeste pijn want
door hun image kunnen zij nooit zichzelf zijn.

Het is makkelijk om te haten, datgeen wat jij niet kent
Het is geen kunst om te veroordelen, datgeen wat jij niet bent
In mijn reet zitten meer hersens, dan in jouw apekop.

[De Veroorzaker]

The Offspring - Nitro [Youth Energy]

Our generation sees the world
Not the same as before
We might as well just throw it all
And live like there's no tomorrow
We are the ones
Who are living under the gun every day
You might be gone before you know
So live like there's no tomorrow
Ain't gonna waste this life
There's no tomorrow - you ain't gonna live it for me
Believe it
The official view of the world has changed
In a whole new way
Live fast cause if you don't take it
You'll never make it
So if you understand me
And if you feel the same
Then you will know what nitro means
You'll live like there's no tomorrow - ain't gonna waste this life
There's no tomorrow - you ain't gonna live it for me
There's no tomorrow

Alsof iemand het leest

[Ninpo Otaku]

The Streets - The Irony Of It All (Original Pirate Material)

Hello, Hello. My names Terry and I’m a law abider
There’s nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I to exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well leery when geezers look at me funny
Bounce ‘em round like bunnies
I’m likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain’t no thief.
Law abiding and all, all legal.
And who cares about my liver when it feels good
Wwhat you need is some real manhood.
Rasher Rasher Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up.
Public disorder, I’ll give you public disorder.
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers you cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I’m gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads lets have another fight

Eh hello. My names Tim and I’m a criminal,
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale.
This ain’t no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some Playstations my vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patients
Let’s talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Jung And old Kung Fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah I’m floating on thin air.
Going to Amsterdam in the New Year – top gear there
Cause I taker pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear Leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons.

Like I was saying to him.
I told him: “Top with me and you won’t leave.”
So I smacked him in the head and downed another Carling
Bada Bada Bing for the lad’s night.
Mad fight, his face’s a sad sight.
Vodka and Snake Bite.
Going on like a right geez, he’s a twat,
Shouldn’t have looked at me like that.
Anyway I’m an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I’d be on the front line with em.
Can’t stand crime either them hooligans on heroin.
Drugs and criminals those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I’ve got all the anger pent up inside of me.

You know I don’t see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol
I just completed Gran Tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Ooh the pizza’s here will someone let him in please
“We didn’t order chicken, Not a problem we’ll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all we’re all adults not louts.”
As I was saying, we’re friendly peaceful people
We’re not the ones out there causing trouble.
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is.
MTV, BBC 2, Channel 4 is on until six in the morning.
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it’s my bedtime.

Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I’m the lad who’s spoiling it
You’re on drugs it really bugs me when people try and tell me I’m a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
Cause I’m an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I’d be on the front line with em.

Now Terry you’re repeating yourself
But that’s okay drunk people can’t help that.
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you’re saying.

What. I know exactly what I’m saying
I’m perfectly sane
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes.

Err, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Leery drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land.

Why you cheeky little swine come here
I’m gonna batter you. Come here.

[Horror Kitty]

jullie willen echt niet dat ik dat doe, want dan neem ik zo een stuk of 3 pagina´s in beslag met jack off jill-lyrics.

[skeleton]

DeVeroorzaker schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 20:39:
The Offspring - Nitro [Youth Energy]

Our generation sees the world
Not the same as before
We might as well just throw it all
And live like there's no tomorrow
We are the ones
Who are living under the gun every day
You might be gone before you know
So live like there's no tomorrow
Ain't gonna waste this life
There's no tomorrow - you ain't gonna live it for me
Believe it
The official view of the world has changed
In a whole new way
Live fast cause if you don't take it
You'll never make it
So if you understand me
And if you feel the same
Then you will know what nitro means
You'll live like there's no tomorrow - ain't gonna waste this life
There's no tomorrow - you ain't gonna live it for me
There's no tomorrow

Alsof iemand het leest

Dit is een van de machtige Offspring nummers die op HET Offspring album staan, Smash

* zet zelf ook even het Mp3tje van Nitro op *

[cottoncandy]

Tori Amos - Professional Widow

slag pit
stag shit
honey bring it close to my lips
yes
don't blow those brains yet
we gotta be big boy
we gotta be big
starfucker just like my Daddy
just like my Daddy selling his baby
just like my Daddy
gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman
it runs in the family

rest your shoulders Peaches and Cream
everywhere a Judas as far as you can see
beautiful angel
calling "we got every re-run of Muhammed Ali"

prism perfect
honey bring it close to your lips
yes
what is termed a landslide of principle
proportion boy it better be big boy
starfucker just like my Daddy
just like my Daddy selling his baby
just like my Daddy
gonna strike a deal make him feel
like a Congressman
it runs in the family
Mother Mary
china white
brown may be sweeter
she will supply
Mother Mary
china white
brown may be sweeter
she will supply
she will supply
she will supply
she will supply

[Souljah]

Cheops schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 18:03:
[Necro]
Yo, yo, yo, check this shit bitch,
For all you slime buckets, all over the land, peep it

[Necro]
Yo, I'm dancin on your grave like Borishnikov
I'll rip you off
leave you in the desert 'til the voltures strip your corpse
then rape your fuckin' wife, until my dick is soft
'til the flesh is pealin' off
I'm a devil consealed in cloth
walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork
you got a hole in your stomach
yo plug it up with a cork, you dork
lots of blood loss, red cross
couldn't help your dead boss cut his head off
brutal, sadistic, the only way
I'll be remembered, after I'm dismemebered
and my bones decay, a rap legend
to the aggressionary session
my invention of tention and powerful progression
it's time, for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
hit your mind like consumin stricchnine
for all the shell, clips and glocks
you step to me with a weapon
you'll be reppin' your clique in a box

Non Phixion
Welke track?

[Cheops]

Souljah schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 21:07:
Non Phixion
Welke track?

Necro feat. Ill Bill - The Most Sadistic

dope

[DeadNation]

Give up the Ghost-Love American
Love
our love is all that we ever had
Love
our love is all that we'll ever have
Love American
Boys and girls, guys and dolls
you were finding faith in bathroom stalls
and broken beds
spring fractured spines
fall for the right kids
all at the wrong times

and in a world of sluts
we keep the wetdream alive

yeah, our drought is drying out
you go nowhere in a nowhere town
and no one's listening
to the sound of breaking down
and breaking out is just wishfull thinking
you go nowhere in a nowhere town
we're growing up by falling down
we love the songs, because we live the songs
in condemned flats between the rights and wrongs

And all we know is that we'll never know
we love the hearts, but the hearts love us even more
keep loving

Desperate and true, thinking of you
borrowed and blue, sinking with you

keep loving
keep breathing
keep living

[bert]

The Unseen-Your Failure Is My Revenge



go
you say stand up for your rights
but fall for all their lies
you claim to know the truth
while wearing a cheap disguise
who are you to judge us, don't tell
us how to live our lives
the real world's outside your door
it's gonna open your eyes
go...
real life is gonna wipe
the smile from your face
you'll be left choking, gagging
on reality's bitter taste
won't talk down to others when
your living on your knees
slowly the hate sets in it
consumes you like a disease

oh, you failure (failure) is my revenge.
life's gonna catch up with you in the end

this world you've built is fragile,
it's all gonna come crashing down
and when your world collapses,
I only pray that I'm around
to see the look on your face,
the hurt, hollow, and blank stare
of a person who just realized
that no one ever cared

[grandmommy]

owuhh, tsjek die herman van veen sjit maar effe, dat vind ik een mooie tekst

[dark_poetry]

grandmommy schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 22:10:
owuhh, tsjek die herman van veen sjit maar effe, dat vind ik een mooie tekst

Welke herman van veen sjit?

[DEADLOCKED]

Silencer - Death - Pierce Me

Rip My Throat, Drink My Blood,
Strangle Me, Drown Me,
Give Me Vain And Give Me Pain,
Knives Running Through Me,
Oh, Master Of Wounds - Cut Me
Chase Me, Waste Me,
Leave Me In Your Arms
Cold Hands, Fingers Like Razors,
Break My Neck, Put Out My Light,
Crush My Hope, Rape My Life
Cut Me, Hurt Me, Cut Me, Hurt Me...
Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me,
Take My Life, Kill Me And Kill Me (and...)
I Am What You Deserve,
Death Do Me Submerge

[~Sjeherazade~]

Sex Dwarf

Isn't it nice, sugar and spice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice
I can make a film and make you my star
You'll be a natural the way you are
I would like you on a long black leash
I will parade you down the high streets
You've got the attraction
You've got the pulling power
Walk my doggie, walk my little sex dwarf
We can make a scene we'll be a team
Making the headlines sounds like a dream
When we hit the floor you just watch them move aside
We will take them for a ride of rides
They all love your miniature ways
You know what they say about small boys

Sex Dwarf
Sex Dwarf

Sex Dwarf
Sex Dwarf

I'm a Rolls Royce, look its so huge!
It's big and it's gold
With my dumb chaufer
Looking to procure, run little doggie
Lure a disco dolly
Run my little sex dwarf, I feel so lonely
Get my little camera, take a pretty picture
Sex dwarf, in a gold Rolls, making it with the dumb chaufer

Isn't it nice, sugar and spice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice
Sex Dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice

Sex Dwarf...

We can make an outfit for my little Sex Dwarf
To match the gold Rolls on my dumb chaufer
We'll all look so good, we'll knock 'em cold
Knocking 'em cold in black and gold
We can have playtime in my little playroom
Disco Dollies, my Sex Dwarf and my dumb chaufer
I would like you on a long black leash
You can bring me all the things I need

Sex Dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice
Sex Dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice

Sex Dwarf...

Sex Dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice
Sex Dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice

[Kaps]

MEIN HERZ BRENNT!

I rest my case

[enema abortion]

turning point - broken
Why must it be this way
The trust we built has faded gray
When will this all be gone
You left me all alone
You left me holding on
Today passed so long ago
You left me bruised and broken
I had no chance to grow
I never thought it would come to this
But there's so much more bad
Than the good times I miss
I'm not sorry it turned out this way
Because the way you acted
Only left me saying life goes on
It means nothing now
Because it worked out once
But I'm wondering how
And how can you lie
When you know it's true
I'll never forget what you broke in two
A lifeline worn from the love we shared
But trying to hold I didn't have a prayer
And it crushes down
It crushes down on me
What you offered wasn't love
Just misery
Look around my room and I think of you
And I hope you never know what you put me through
All those letters you wrote
Those words burn in my head
Lies written in stone
Didn't you remember what we said

[cottoncandy]

niet om je te fokken ofzo, maar dat had ook een tekst van een boyband kunnen zijn.

Ska P
La Estampeda

Agazapado entre las sombras busca el momento ideal
La estampida es imminente, salva tu vida es fundamental
Eh no, basta ya, ven unamonos
Eh no, basta ya, organizacion
Eh no, basta ya, ven unamonos
Eh no, basta ya, organizacion

Mientras corro voy pensando, que podria pasar
Si a todos los cerebritos nos diera por pensar
Eh no, basta ya, ven unamonos
Eh no, basta ya, organizacion
Eh no, basta ya, ven unamonos
Eh no, basta ya, organizacion

Ha comenzado la estampida !

TUMBA TUMBAREMOS AL DEPREDADOR
TUMBA TIMBATUREMOS AL EJECUTOR
TUMBA TUMBAREMOS AL DEPREDADOR
TUMBA TIMBATUREMOS AL EJECUTOR

Aceptamos un sistema en el que tenemos todas las de perder
El pueblo vencido jamas estuv unido !
El pueblo unido jamas sera vencido !
El pueblo vencido jamas estuv unido !
El pueblo unido jamas sera vencido !

Ha comenzado la estampida !

TUMBA TUMBAREMOS AL DEPREDADOR
TUMBA TIMBATUREMOS AL EJECUTOR
TUMBA TUMBAREMOS AL DEPREDADOR
TUMBA TIMBATUREMOS AL EJECUTOR
(X3)



En nee, zelf begrijp ik er ook niks van

[damnation]

Face Of Melinda

By the turnstile beckons a damsel fair
The face of Melinda neath blackened hair
No joy would flicker in her eyes
Brooding sadness came to a rise

Words would falter to atone
Failure had passed the stepping stone
She had sworn her vows to another
This is when no-one will bother

And conceded pain in crumbling mirth
A harlot of God upon the earth
Found where she sacrificed her ways
That hollow love in her face

Still I plotted to have her back
The contentment that would fill the crack
My soul released a fluttering sigh
This day fell, the darkness nigh

I took her by the hand to say
All faith forever has been washed away
I returned for you in great dismay
Come with me, far away to stay

Endlessly gazing in nocturnal prime
She spoke of her vices and broke the rhyme
But baffled herself with the final line
My promise is made but my heart is thine

[Rhinus]

Boikot - Korsakov
Ya cayó el telón de acero y derribamos el muro de berlín
y ahora todos juntos como hermanos vamos de la mano a komer a un Kutre King
Y si Lenin levantara la cabeza "Que habeis hecho"; darle
un burguer con queso
el imperialismo americano ha entrado en Rusia, en Polonia
y en Berlín
Mas de un siglo de lucha comunista y de resistencia que
acaba aquí
Si en Moscú reina el capitalista el pueblo cuando debe resistir
Ahora que tenemos democracia reina la mafia el dolar está aquí
ahora que tenemos democracia hambre y miseria de que
nos sirve aquí
no llevaré ninguna bandera ni patria ni frontera ni leyes
pa vivir
esta es la tierra que trabajó mi pueblo, aquí es donde viví
y aquí quiero morir
Ahora que tenemos democracia reina la mafia del dolar esta
aqui, ahora que tenemos democracia hambre y miseria
de que nos sirve así

Maar ik kan geen ehm Spaans?!
De vertaling zeg maar:

the (something) has fallen, and we took Berlins wall down, and now all together like brothers lets go holdinghands eat a Kutre KIng..

And if Lenin Raises head "what have you done?", we give him a cheese burger!!

American imperialism has entered russia, polony and Berlin

More than one century of communist fight and resistence ends here

If in Moscow capitalism rules the people when should resist, now that we have democracy, the mob rules and the dolar is here
now that we have democracy ham and misery is it any good here?

i shall not take no flag, counrty or boarder or laws to live

´this is the land where my people worked, its here where i lived and its here where i want to die

[muziekvlinder]

dit is zo nutteloos
niemand leest deze lyrics

[Shah of Blah]

muziekvlinder schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 13:06:
dit is zo nutteloos
niemand leest deze lyrics

maar die muziekspelletjes zijn wel nuttig, he

[Ce-El-Wan]

het punt met dit soort topics is dat je teveel moet lezen. Wat dat betreft zijn korte zinsnedes, regels of strofes beter behapbaar.

Streep mijn naam maar weg
Uit je boekje met adressen
Veel vijven, nog meer zessen
Nu ik alles open leg
Nu ik alles kan bekennen
Moet jij er nog aan wennen
Dat het waar is wat ik zeg
Streep mijn naam maar weg
Blader maar niet meer
In het album met portretten
En vergeten droogboeketten
Leg me nu maar neer
Leg me maar terzijde
Als een boek uit vroeger tijden
Want je leest het maar 1 keer
Blader maar niet meer
Leugens zijn zo prachtig
Zo stil en raadselachtig
Zolang ze nog zichzelf zijn
Zolang je ze gelooft
Laat ze rusten in je hoofd
Want de waarheid doet pas pijn
Blader maar niet meer
In je dagboek en je schriften
Alle potloden en stiften
Schreven nooit iets neer
Dat je nu houvast kan geven
Dat je nu laat overleven
Doe nog 1 keer wat ik zeg:
Streep mijn naam maar weg

[muziekvlinder]

Shah of Blah schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 14:25:
maar die muziekspelletjes zijn wel nuttig, he

zei ik dat?
ik vind dat muziekspelletje alles behalve nuttig, denk alleen wel dat mensen meer in die topic lezen dan er hier wordt gedaan

[muziekvlinder]

en je hoeft heus niet zo aangesproken te voelen hoor
val jou niet aan als ik zeg dat lyrics posten geen nut heeft, al is het een door jou aangemaakte topic

[enema abortion]

cottoncandy schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 09:46:
niet om je te fokken ofzo, maar dat had ook een tekst van een boyband kunnen zijn.

Dan moet je beter lezen. Boybands zingen meestal niet 'ik ben blij dat het voorbij is want eigenlijk was het best kut'.

["Beltaine"]

Fall No More
Bella Morte

Find the end, let us start again
Feelings lost now surge as oceans
So grey she rises to the world
And her name shattered years ago
Scattered with the northern snow
Fragments hidden well within our minds

Til the rains fall no more
Til the nights no longer find us here alone
Til the rains fall no more
Til the night no longer finds us here alone

In death's eyes sorrow lingered once
Seeing her life torn apart
The shackles fell to see her free to walk the earth
In her eyes life is present still
Through the day I watch her sleeping
I hold her close forever more

Til the rains fall no more
Til the nights no longer find us here alone
Til the rains fall no more
Til the night no longer finds us here alone

[Bierviltje]

Van me favo band Raised Fist:

- Breaking Me Up

All this is breaking me.
Same old story same old history.
And I'm wondering will this ever end.
Will I be able to trust in my friends ?
Always shared everything with you.
Answer with a backstab that is what you do.
Thinking of breaking this to pieces.
It's really time for a longer recess.
All this is breaking me.
So far from reality.
Can not picture myself in this mess.
Can not pass by the distress.
Your smile seem like fake.
When I'm talking loud about the break.
No words can forgive you now.
Running from my dreams this time more proud.
Your bad words can not even touch me.
Back with more strength and new energy.
And this time it's for real.
I have finally realized how you make me feel

////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

- Illustration Of Desperation

This part goes out to people like you who knew that this could come through
It's so hard to explain the strength of the chain that binds us
We keep this inside shining of pride knowing that you're existing
You always denied us, tried to divide us into everything

Lack of communication takes the breath out of me
I'm pleading without seeing and I'm looking for my enemy
I have no patience when I see that you are filled with greed
The only thing that satisfies you is when I bleed... bleed... bleed

This is an illustration of desperation
When you're getting your education from the fucking T.V.-station
Seem to fade away - I seem to fade away - I wanna fade away!

This is an illustration of desperation
When you're getting your education from the fucking T.V.-station
Seem to fade away, I wanna fade away!

This part goes out to those fucking fools breaking hearts into pieces
Making up names, setting their aims to talk shit about all releases
I want to extend this to some of the people I usually bump into
The running man without a band who thinks he's everything just because of a fucking tattoo

Bierviltje schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 18:43:
Van me favo band Raised Fist:

Ik vind Killing Revenues ook wel een vette tekst hebben.

EPD schreef op 26-08-2003 @ 23:30:
MEIN HERZ BRENNT!

I rest my case

Ein kleiner Mensch stirrt, nur zum Schein.
Sie wolte ganz alleine sein.
Das kleine Kind stand still fur Stunde.
So hat mann es for Tot befunden.
Es war verscharrt in nasem Sand.
Mit einem Spieluhr in dem Hand.

Tututututututututu


uit m'n hoofd dus spelfouten voorbehouden

[]{ing]

wouszer schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 18:59:

Ik vind Killing Revenues ook wel een vette tekst hebben.

doe mij maar alle platen op Stronger Than Ever en Ignoring The Guidelines

[Kaps]

eXo schreef op 27-08-2003 @ 19:13:
Ein kleiner Mensch stirrt, nur zum Schein.
Sie wolte ganz alleine sein.
Das kleine Kind stand still fur Stunde.
So hat mann es for Tot befunden.
Es war verscharrt in nasem Sand.
Mit einem Spieluhr in dem Hand.

Tututututututututu


uit m'n hoofd dus spelfouten voorbehouden

Ein kleiner Mensch stirbt, nur zum Schein.
Wollte ganz alleine sein.
Das kleine Herz stand still für Stunden.
So hat mann es für tot befunden.
Es wird verscharrt in nassem Sand.
Mit einer Spieluhr in der Hand.

---

voor de rest uit de kunst, poepie

Ha!

k ben wel goed. En dan te bedenken dat ik altijd onvoldoendes haalde voor Duits, maar het toch gehaald heb omdat m'n lerares me zo aardig vond