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Raksts
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Ataudzē kaulus pēc uzvaras kalambola mačā ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Grupa: Biedri Pievienojās: 01.11.03 Kur: Baltimore Hospital for the Criminally Insane ![]() |
Lūk, nonācu pie secinājuma, ka šādi pretty, pretty teksti ir jāieposto šerit... Visiem... Es atļaušos sākt. Šis pavediens ir īzmantojams arī diskusijām par konkrētām dziesmām, nevis izpildītājiem vai stiliem, vai mūzku kā tādu - tam domāts pavediens Muzons.
Izpildītāji: Pixies Albums: Doolitle Dziesma: Hey Hey Been trying to meet you But must be a devil between us Or whores in my head Whores at my door Whore in my bed But hey Where Have you Been If you go, I will sureley die We're chained Uh Said the man to the lady Uh said the lady to the man she adored And the whores like a choir Go uh all night And Mary, ain't you tired of this Uh Is The Sound That the mother makes, when the baby breaks We're chained |
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Raksts
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Atver vēstuli ar SĒRG-u rezultātiem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Grupa: Biedri Pievienojās: 24.10.03 Kur: childproof world ![]() |
hmmmmmm.... diez cik ''''''' te buus?! (IMG:http://www.kurbijkurne.lv/forums/style_emoticons/kurb_gaiss/whistling.gif)
Korn All in the family lyrics Featuring Fred Durst from Limp Bizkit Fred: Say what, say what? (x4) Jon: My ```` is bigger than yours... Fred: Say what, say what? (x3) Jon: My band is bigger than yours... Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka', Korny mother````a'. Takin' over flows is the Limp pimp, need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis. I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill. So watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man? Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann. Jon: I'll Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video, you little ```` ho. Please give me some shit to work with, 'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my ```` kid, like your daddy did. Fred: Who the ```` you think you're talking to?? Jon: Me. Fred: I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you. Jon: Whatever. Fred: All up in my face with that... Jon: Are you ready?!? Fred: But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady. You little fairy, smelling all your flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers! Jon: Yeah, baby! Fred: I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, there's No Place To Hide. Jon: What the ```` ya' sayin'? You're a pimp whateva', limp ````. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe funk doobiest is what you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, ````'! Plus your bills I'm paying, you can't eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon. Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your ````in' mouth, Jon. CHORUS: Jon: So you hate me? Fred: and I hate you! Jon: You know what, you know what? Both: It's all in the family. Jon: I hate you! Fred: and you hate me! Jon: You know what, you know what? Both: It's all in the family. Jon: Look at you fool, I'm gonna ```` you up twice, throwin' rhymes at me like, oh shit allright, Vanilla Ice. Ya better run, run while ya can, you'll never ```` me up, Bisc Limpkit. At least I got a phat, original band. Fred: Who's hot, who's not? Jon: You. Fred: You best step back, Korn on the cob, you need a new job. Time to take them mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill. Jon: ```` you. Fred: You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye. Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters. But you just can't get away. Jon: Get a gay? Fred: Because it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday. CHORUS Fred: You call yourself a singer? Jon: Yep. Fred: You're more like Jerry Springer. Jon: Oh cool! Fred: Your favorite band is winger, Jon: Winger? Fred: and all you eat is Zingers. You're like a Fruity Pebble, your favorite flag is rebel. Jon: Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!! Fred: It's just too bad that you're a fag, and on a lower level. Jon: So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill. Gettin' butt-````ed by your uncle Chuck, while your sister's on her knees waitin' for your little peanut. Fred: Wait, where'd ya get that little dance? Jon: Over here. Fred: Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother, it's just too bad your father's mad, your mother's now your lover. Jon: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a ````in' wheelie? You love it down south, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth. CHORUS Jon: and I love you! Fred: and I want you! Jon: and I'll suck you! Fred: and I'll ```` you! Jon: and I'll butt-```` you! Fred: and I'll eat you! Jon: and I'll lick your little ````, mother````a'. Fred: Say what? Say... what? |
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