Pesem počutja

[santos]

Thugs Mansion - TuPac

 

Changes - TuPac

[kokica]

Foo Fighters - End Over End

[Larsy]

Amy Diamond : What`s in it for me

[Osamljena]

neisha- vsako popoldne

[druidka]

edith piaf: mon dieu

[untitled]

Disciplin A Kitchme - Behind Nine Hills

[untitled]

Disciplin A Kitchme - Oh Why

 

[druidka]

nirvana: big cheese

[untitled]

Disciplin A Kitchme - I've Got Those Teknicolor Eyes

 

ko to poslušaš, ko da si šleper koke šnofno

[seal]

Richard Marx >> right here waiting

[kokica]

Vesna Pisarovic - Da Sutra Umrem

[seal]

Sugababes >> shape

[santos]

The Game - Hate It or Love It

 

Yeah, let's take 'em back

Uh-huh..

 

Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl

Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world

Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies

My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+"

I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope

For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes

Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat

If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope

Tossed and turned in my sleep that night

Woke up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike

Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood

I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

 

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)

(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)

 

I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya"

First mix tape song I inherited beef for ya

Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya

Put Compton on my back when you in need of soldiers

At my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold

I had the whole crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!"

So niggaz better get out outta mine

For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine

And I'm rap's MVP

Don't make me remind y'all what happened in D.C.

This nig named Gotti, he pretend

Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend

And it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse

This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south

Even Young Buck can vouch

When the doubts was out, who gave the west mouth-to-mouth?!

 

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)

(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)

 

From the beginnin to the end, losers lose

When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend

The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain

I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same

 

How many of them boys is witcha'

When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture

I'm walking with a snub

Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on

the rug

Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud

My role model is gone snortin' up his drug

Bad enough they want me to choke my boy

Just got poked in the throat

Now it's an Auggie shirt and my coat

Now I'm speedin', reminiscin'

Holdin my weed here, never listen

If I see him I'ma lift em

Maybe that will even the score

If not, it'll be me on the floor

 

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)

(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)

 

I started out at 15, scared as hell

I took 30 off a pack and made them sales

As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot

With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose

Sippin +Easy Jesus+, rockin a leases?

My momma wit me when she found my pieces

I look back on life, thank God I'm blessed

We the best on the planet so forget the rest

 

You know I'm still nice with my cook game

Look man, it's a hood thang

That's why I'm loved in Brook-lyn

I handle mine just like a real nigga should

If I do some time homey, I'm still all good

Let me show you what a thug got, born to die

I took the bullets outta 50 and put em in my .45

And I ain't even got my feet wet yet

A seven figga nigga who ain't seen award or check yet

 

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)

(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)

 

[kokica]

Goran Karan - Moja Si Ti To Znaš

[Aliana]

Maria Jimenez - Gracias a la vida

 

flamenko verzija

[seal]

Michael Bolton >> when a man loves a woman

[kokica]

Bryan Adams-Here I Am

[santos]

DMX - Party Up

[Samson23]

Frank Zappa: Bobby Brown

[kokica]

Bryan Adams-Why Do You Have To Be So Hard To Love

[santos]

Come on come on

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

 

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 blacks givin' it back to you

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

crack you up and pimp slap 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 buck that I roughed up way back

comin' back after all these years

rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

 

[Guest mačona]

The beautiful people~Marilyn manson

[santos]

Civil War - Guns N' Roses

 

"What we've got here is failure to

communicate.

Some men you just can't reach...

So, you get what we had here last week,

which is the way he wants it!

Well, he gets it!

N' I don't like it any more than you men." *

 

Look at your young men fighting

Look at your women crying

Look at your young men dying

The way they've always done before

 

Look at the hate we're breeding

Look at the fear we're feeding

Look at the lives we're leading

The way we've always done before

 

My hands are tied

The billions shift from side to side

And the wars go on with brainwashed pride

For the love of God and our human rights

And all these things are swept aside

By bloody hands time can't deny

And are washed away by your genocide

And history hides the lies of our civil wars

 

 

D'you wear a black armband

When they shot the man

Who said "Peace could last forever"

And in my first memories

They shot Kennedy

I went numb when I learned to see

So I never fell for Vietnam

We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all

That you can't trust freedom

When it's not in your hands

When everybody's fightin'

For their promised land

 

And

I don't need your civil war

It feeds the rich while it buries the poor

Your power hungry sellin' soldiers

In a human grocery store

Ain't that fresh

I don't need your civil war

 

Look at the shoes your filling

Look at the blood we're spilling

Look at the world we're killing

The way we've always done before

Look in the doubt we've wallowed

Look at the leaders we've followed

Look at the lies we've swallowed

And I don't want to hear no more

 

My hands are tied

For all I've seen has changed my mind

But still the wars go on as the years go by

With no love of God or human rights

'Cause all these dreams are swept aside

By bloody hands of the hypnotized

Who carry the cross of homicide

And history bears the scars of our civil wars

 

 

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS

FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM

THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM

AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES

PEACE IS CLOSER" **

 

I don't need your civil war

It feeds the rich while it buries the poor

Your power hungry sellin' soldiers

In a human grocery store

Ain't that fresh

And I don't need your civil war

I don't need your civil war

I don't need your civil war

Your power hungry sellin' soldiers

In a human grocery store

Ain't that fresh

I don't need your civil war

I don't need one more war

 

I don't need one more war

Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

[lia]

Sarah Brightman

 

Un Jour il Vendra

[Alice in Wonderland]

Disciplin A Kitchme - Oh Why

 

 

 

 

i think i see myself on CCTV

 

 

 

- alter ego (breakbeat versia)

- frank sinatra (Miss Kittin)

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