de tekst is moeilijk te verstaan maar klinkt wel grappig iets met I sold crack to my sister and now she's sick, and if she happens to die... de rest weet ik niet
im not with none of that.....standing around, looking cool n shit....i want y'all motherfuckers to jump the fuck up!
we have stumbled and fallen onto the rock of reality by allowing situations in life to overcome us,versus overcoming the situation.
we are supposed to be in control take a moment of silence
In the beginning, there was Jack, and Jack had a groove. And from this groove came the groove of all grooves. And while one day viciously throwing down on his box, Jack boldy declared, "Let there be HOUSE!" and house music was born. I am, you see, I am the creator, and this is my house! And, in my house there is ONLY house music. But, I am not so selfish because once you enter my house it then becomes OUR house and OUR house music! And, you see, no one man owns house because house music is a universal language, spoken and understood by all. You see, house is a feeling that no one can understand really unless you're deep into the vibe of house. House is an uncontrollable desire to jack your body. And, as I told you before, this is our house and our house music. And in every house, you understand, there is a keeper. And, in this house, the keeper is Jack. Now some of you who might wonder, "Who is Jack, and what is it that Jack does?" Jack is the one who gives you the power to jack your body! Jack is the one who gives you the power to do the snake. Jack is the one who gives you the key to the wiggly worm. Jack is the one who learns you how to walk your body. Jack is the one that can bring nations and nations of all Jackers together under one house. You may be black, you may be white; you may be Jew or Gentile. It don't make a difference in OUR House. And this is fresh.
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Your mother sucks cock in Hell vin ik wel een mooie zin
hittin it hard like ... a stakcs .... calhoun callin me a sucker boy ur pushin tha broom if its not a ... full of .... ace you get a punch in the face all eyes are on my posse when we're rockin da place
tot op heden kan ik de tekst nog steeds niet verder ontleden dan 'i get drunk when i ...... tot aan .... let me take a piss, only when im drunk i sing a song like this'
heeft volgens mij 2live crew ofzowiets origineel geschreven, weet ik veel maar blijf het wel vet vinden
Because I am hard you will not like me. But the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair. There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here you are all equally worthless. And my orders are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to serve in my beloved Corps. Do you maggots understand that?
But until that day you are pukes.
masters of ceramony - scullfuck
Alcoholic party - six pack
tot op heden kan ik de tekst nog steeds niet verder ontleden dan 'i get drunk when i ...... tot aan .... let me take a piss, only when im drunk i sing a song like this'
komt ie dan...
I Get Drunk And I Stumble To The Phone
And Conjure Up A Bitch To Bone When I'm Alone
Oh Shit, Tow Back, I Need To Take A Piss
Only When I'm Drunk I Sing A Song Like This!!!
I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid. You're afraid of us. You're afraid of change. I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here, to tell you how it's going to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone and then I'm going to show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to show them a world, without you. A world without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. A world, where anything is possible. Where we go from there, is a choice I leave to you.
ik dacht van promo...
Ik lijk wel zot en ik voel me rot, liefde is een vreemde ziekte
Listen Here Wolfchild
I Speak Of Maverick Deviation
The Psychotronic Love Commandos
We Shall Be Drunk On Stars
We Shall Fear Nothing
Demand The Impossible
Dream Your Destiny
Define The Logic Of Alphabets
I Slave The King Of The World
Nothing Is Impossible.
En Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan met die banaan...
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I Get Drunk And I Stumble To The Phone
And Conjure Up A Bitch To Bone When I'm Alone
Oh Shit, Tow Back, I Need To Take A Piss
Only When I'm Drunk I Sing A Song Like This!!!
AINT NO PARTY LIKE AN ALCOHOLIC PARTY
En het nummer zelf waar deze zin in voorkomt vind ik niets maar als ik deze zin hoor krijg ik wel kippevel: Hardcore!! You pussymotherfuckers!!!!!
You take the red pil you take the bluepil you take the red blue pil
enzyme k7-4 (hamunaptra)
"...all great art is born of suffering. tell me what you feel. what dark, damaged place does it infect?..."
genosha 6 (petrochemical)
"...because i wish i was dead. why would you wish that? there's nothing left to fear. i have only hatred to live for. it's my only pleasure..."
Bullshit i'll bet you can suck a golfball thrue a gardenhose ! MOOI!
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zou iemand mij kunne helpen
k ben opzoek naar de tekst van wat promo in zijn liveset op sensation draaide het is ongeveer in de 25 min ik kom niet verder dan dit:LET THE BASS BACK AND THE BASS JUST BOOM. k zou graag de tekst willen weten die hier voor komt
2 pac - hit 'm up
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run[ha ha]
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it
Oh yah Mobb Deep [uhh]
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
Fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
Fuck Mobb Deep,
Fuck Biggie,
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
Fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
Fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes tripple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
Fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.
I rule by psycho king magic power
There is no such thing as society
No no no
Exerminate
Destroy
Nothing, absolutely much delay such a glorius project
One species must survive above all others
So ... me above the gods
And threw the ...
I WILL HAVE THAT POWER
...More Than A Decade Past...
...More Than A Decade Of The Most Powerfull Music Force Known To Man...
...Since The Beginning Of The Hardcore Error We Counted Several Evil Forces Trying To Destroy What We Call Our Life!...
...After The Great War The World Called Hardcore Died And Vanished For Ever...
...But There Is An Old Legend That Tells Us It's Impossible To Destroy The Core And Try To Do So Will Unleash The Beast More Powerfull Than The World Has Ever Seen!...
...The Beast Will Form A Hardcore-Army And It Will Call Itself It's Master...
...This Is The Moment All Hardcore Soldiers Have Been Waiting For!...
...The Master Of Hardcore Will Show The World The True Hardcore Sound...
...We Will Not Vanish, We Will Not Die!...
......WE ARE THE MASTERS!......
...This Is The Moment All Hardcore Soldiers Have Been Waiting For!...
...No One Tells Us What To Be!...
......ENJOY YOUR DESTINY!......
ik ben een mongool en alles wat ik doe is toch wel leuk
It's Just One Night In New York City
paul&promo-Enemies4life
promo-Brother of conflict
zijn oa nummers met goeie teksten!kan er nog veel meer op noemen maar later
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artcore sounds coming through
the holy kingdom for me and you
the core is strong, it is our lord
we believe and will not be ignored!
neophyte - none of ya left
zijn er nog veel meer..maar deze komt eerst in me op
unleash the beast outblast vs korsakoff
Nosferatu - Experiments of human nature.
Maar telkens als ik de text versta, vergeet ik het weer
base alert - zoo
who do you think you are?
i cant be stopped, im living this till the day that i die
release all my rage, let the beast out the cage
oh my god
dat is de text
Angerfist - loser:
I'm telling you this kid is wicked dumb
incorporate the message:
you're a peon
and that's for thinking you can save me out
lyric for lyric
your fat ass would have more of a chance in a straight dog fight
yo, you fucking wannabe all the gangsta, you disgust me
but the truth is you're as bitch as all people
you ain't a killer, understand that?
go back to gimmicks paint you face if it makes you feel wicked
but the bottomline is this:
you're a bitch and I can break your pride and bones in a minute
dissing you wasn't even worth production,
in either fysical or verbal callback
I beat you like percussion
you fat whack motherfucker, end of discussion