Cele mai bune texte intr-o piesa

mie imi plak alea de la parazitii - fuck ya rom shi alea de la eminem- mosh (dak intelegeti aluzia shi sarcasmu)
pai cel mai mult m-a impresionat alea de la pac cu biggie - runnin' shi alea de la the game - dreams, sunt mai multe da' mi-e lene sa ma gandesk gata: 2pac - hit em up, xzibit - alchoolik, verbal femeia vietii mele, snoop &tiffany - shake that shit, paratii - instigare la cultura, diddy - bad boy, nas - hate me now, em - infinite, guilty constience, shi cam atat

Immortal Technique - Dance With The Devil
[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked that knew in advanced
dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
to get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever

Cititi mai ales ultimele 2 strofe.

sunt multe versuri care imi plac si mlte formatii care scot melodii frumoase...uite niste versuri care imi plac foasrte mult:

Deep in the bosom of the gentle night
Is when I search for the light
Pick up my pen and start to write
I struggle, fight dark forces
In the clear moon light
Without fear... insomnia
I can't get no sleep

I used to worry, thought I was goin' mad in a hurry
Gettin' stress, makin' excess mess in darkness
No electricity, something's all over me, greasy
Insomnia please release me and let me dream of
Makin' mad love to my girl on the heath
Tearin' off tights with my teeth
But there's no release, no peace
I toss and turn without cease
Like a curse, open my eyes and rise like yeast
At least a couple of weeks
Since I last slept, kept takin' sleepers
But now I keep myself pepped
Deeper still, that night I write by candle light
I find insight, fundamental movement, uh
So when it's black this insomniac take an original tack
Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack
I gets no sleep
I can't get no sleep

pe langa faithless care are niste versuri superbe, imi place si dido care are niste versuri la fel de frumoase... revin cu completari, acum imi e cam lene

Nofx - Idiots are taking over
Nofx - Franco Un`american
Nofx - Regaining their unconciousness
Nofx - What`s the matter with parents today
HammerFall - HammerFall
HammerFall - Hearts on fire
HammerFall - Glory to the Brave
HammerFall - Heeding the call
HammerFall - Never Ever
ManOwaR - Master of the wind
ManOwaR - I believe
Metallica - One
Metallica - Fade to black
Metallica - Nothing else matters
Immortal Tehnique - Dance with the devil
Iris - Floare de coltz
Phoenix - Umbra marelui urs
Pasarea Colibri - Vinovatzii fara vina
Pasarea Colibri - Alcool
Cargo - Nici o problema
Cargo - Aproape de voi
Trooper - Tari ca muntzii
Luna Amara - Rosu aprins
Implant pt Refuz - I.P.R.

cam astea.. dak mai imi aduc aminte l adaug

hearts and flowers-lamb

A picture of what a love should be
But when it comes
He's deeper than
The darkest sea
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts
Heads and flowers
Those people that
Make up valentines
Forget the flesh
And blood of love
Like yours and mine
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts
Heads and flowers
A candy coated fantasy
But in your soul I've found the one
My soul can see
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts

hearts and flowers-lamb

A picture of what a love should be
But when it comes
He's deeper than
The darkest sea
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts
Heads and flowers
Those people that
Make up valentines
Forget the flesh
And blood of love
Like yours and mine
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts
Heads and flowers
A candy coated fantasy
But in your soul I've found the one
My soul can see
Sometimes I'm so alone
Even in your arms
Like each of us
Keeps a little wall
Inside our hearts

Ab4 - In hol
Esti atat de plin de tine
Si atat de plin de gol
respectiv:
Si lumea ta e trista
Cuvantul tau e mut
Si fugi iarasi de tine
Imaginar drept scut
Typical Cats - Cliche
Vita de vie - Ceata
Si daca vrea careva sa-mi puna versurile pe muzica as fi mai mult decat onorat...Iata:
Zburdalnic fuge gandul spre tarmul cautat
In goana-i nemiloasa el totul a uitat
Pe aripi de pustiu va poposi indata
In spate parasind o floare suparata

Abia perceptibil un sentiment invie
Un zambet tineresc pe fata lui zglobie
O torta de speranta din nou va capata
Intr-o virgina stare de-ndata va intra

De oarba fericire e sufletul lui plin
Nimicul singuratic ii curge-n sange lin
Intr-alta dimineata cu bratele deschise
Acelasi gand dispare cu foarte multe vise...

RoadRunner United - The Rich Man

... I know the truth is all a lie - my skin is cracking on my lips
I don�t pretend that I can understand why we are doing this
My heart has bled a thousand times - how will I live with what

we�ve done?
The only comfort is the knowledge that I�m not the only one ...

versuri scrise si interpretate de Corey Taylor (vocal SLIPKNOT) ...

Probabil nu cele mai bune dar... printre cele mai nebune...


Forgive me, oh mum and dad
For the telecom sent the bill with wrath,
But i believed that the call was short
Let him who hasn't a girlfriend
Go and call the number of the bitch
Even if it is an expensive number, this number is 166 166 166

I was alone, I took the phone,
I needed time to think the number I saw on tv
Who did I hear! can I believe
A pack of horny lesbians howling back at me
I've always thought, I've always dreamed
Of magic whores to come and perform sodomy
'Cos in my dreams, it's always there
One dirty slut who takes my dick orgasming to despair

Night was black and I wanted to fuck
I've passed all night to see , Rocco's films on tv
In Netherlands the whores are close at hand
But in Italy, they're pretty hard to see

166 the number of the bitch
Hot chat line is going on tonight

You can go on , ‘till the end of the road
You just have to be aware, shemales who hide out there
In the night, cars’ lights are flashing bright
Bitch-hunting has begun, sexual work is done !

166 the numer of the bitch
30 euro the price for you and me

Pigs and gays, and everyone who says
" I am too arrapate, to stop to masturbate"
Take the phone, order some whores at home
They come to...make it rise and melt it down like ice

166 the number of the bitch
144 the number of the whore

To a sexy shop, I will return
And I will get more videos and hotter stuff of porn
I have the programs on pay TV
I have the hands to make libido take its course

Mesaj iniţiat de Kia

Ador Gabriel de la lamb.

Mie doar imi place...

ANATHEMA .... oamenii astia parca au fost facutzi special pentru a canta asa ceva....si mai ales versurile...te ia cu lesin...sunt superbe....barem vocea lui vincent..atunci cand ascult anathema parca mi-ar canta un inger!

Tool - Aenema
Sinnead O'Connor - I am stretched on yout grave
later edit..ca am uitat
Leonard Cohen

We Saw The Golden Boy Bleed Love
Onto The Sand Like Rain
While We Were Injecting Colours
Into Our Open Veins
And Deep Beneath The Water
The Dead Black Silence Crawled


And Love Is Sometimes Violent
And Violence Has No Constraint
And I Can See Inside You
Yes I Can Feel What You Think
And With This Knife Of Silver
I Will Release Your Soul
And Throw It Out Into The Ocean swans-the golden boy that was swall

xavier maldini - sun win back soon