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Quotar Emin3m:FUCK VANILLA ICE

Quotar ICP om "Emin3m" då:

Bitch boy motherfucker

You might have those 11 year old groupies believing your shit

But you ain't fooling nobody bitch

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Sucking so much dick your fucking lips smoke

With your silly ass pretty boy rap

Mean mugging and thugging sitting on Dre's lap

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Eminem ain't nuthin' but a bitch, BITCH!

Sissy ass radio bitch, BITCH!

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3 plat 2 gold, and we still like that

We did it alone

Without a DRE

But he owns you, and fucks your butt like a pussy

Nu var jag riktig mogen! Tihi, fnizz!

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Nej... nej. Nu blir du lynchad enligt SS-protokoll av både hip-hoppare och icke-hip-hoppare. Man nämner inte Vanilla Ice, om det inte är för att håna honom. :D

Killen kunde ju inte ens utföra sitt eget självmord ordentligt.

Man kan knappast säga att Vanilla ice är min idol, bara gillar en låt (lite), så vad gör det :wub:

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Sluta dilla, börja tipsa musik wtf. ><

Topp3-tips: Strapping Young Lad - Force Fed. Har hamnat i världens jävla Devin Townsend-period. Ah well, killen är cool, vad kan man göra?

Force Fed är riktigt bra, inte bara för sin imponerande struktur och riffen, utan för att Devy visar hans ENORMA räckvidd som sångare. Growl, skrik, skönsång... w00t.

Animal, you’re an animal…you’re a goddamn fucking animal

It sucks you in…pulls you in

No one knows

One never breaks if you never bend

Don’t ever try, don’t ever win

Animal, you’re an animal…you’re a goddamn fucking animal

Face your fears; you gotta face your fears

You gotta ride…

We’re young

We’ll find a way to love again

And we’ll find a way…find a way to the world

And we’ll find a way …Force Fed to the world

No shades of grey…just seas of red

To bathe in what makes you whole

What makes you whole?

Bara för att vara duktig bidrar jag med en länk där man kan ladda ned låten. Inget warez eller tjosan, det är från Devin's egna hemsida. Scrolla ned till albumet Strapping Young Lad, och högerklicka > Spara mål som på MP3-länken. You know the drill.

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Måste erkänna att Moz senaste skiva drog mig in i Moz-hysteri, all over again. Det hela blir inte bättre av att jag sitter hemma med en förkylning, dricka vars smak försvinner på grund av illvillig nästäppa, och Morrisseys samlade diskografi. Woohohoho.

Artist: Morrissey

Låt: The Last of the Famous International Playboys

Album: Bona Drag

Kommentar: Ugh.

Text:

Dear hero imprisoned

With all the new crimes that you are perfecting

Oh, I can’t help quoting you

Because everything that you said rings true

And now in my cell

(Well, I followed you)

And here’s a list of who I slew

Reggie Kray - do you know my name ?

Oh, don’t say you don’t

Please say you do, (oh) I am :

The last of the famous

International playboys

The last of the famous

International playboys

And in my cell

(well, I loved you)

And every man with a job to do

Ronnie Kray - do you know my face ?

Oh, don’t say you don’t

Please say you do, (oh) I am :

The last of the famous

International playboys

The last of the famous

International playboys

In our lifetime those who kill

The newsworld hands them stardom

And these are the ways

On which I was raised

These are the ways

On which I was raised

I never wanted to kill

I am not naturally evil

Such things I do

Just to make myself

More attractive to you

Have I failed ?

Oh...

Oh, the last of the famous

International playboys

The last of the famous

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Let's hype, then. Worse than Bo Diddely.

Aritst: Moz-father, oh yeah!

Låt: Margaret on the Guillotine

Album: Viva Hate

Kommentar: Litet försök till att vara provokativ genom att önska att Maraget Thatcher ska dö. Snipp, snapp slut, helt sonika.

Lyrik:

The kind people

Have a wonderful dream

Margaret On The Guillotine

Cause people like you

Make me feel so tired

When will you die?

When will you die?

When will you die?

When will you die?

When will you die?

And people like you

Make me feel so old inside

Please die

And kind people

Do not shelter this dream

Make it real

Make the dream real

Make the dream real

Make it real

Make the dream real

Make it real

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Cool tråd! :wub::D:ermm:

Artist:Dexys Midnight Runners

Låt: This is what she's like

Och:

Artist: Hanson

låt Mm bop

:D :D

Du ökade nästan i aktning.

Sen skrev du Hanson och jag ville slå dig.

Jag anar att du är jeager.

Jag anar att...

...nä, du kanske bara har smak, who knows. Blandad sådan.

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Artist: Pope of Mope

Låt: Every Day Is Like Sunday

Album: Viva Hate

Kommentar: Underbara fraseringar.

Text:

Trudging slowly over wet sand

Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen

This is the coastal town

That they forgot to close down

Armageddon - come Armageddon!

Come, Armageddon! Come!

Everyday is like Sunday

Everyday is silent and grey

Hide on the promenade

Etch a postcard :

"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"

In the seaside town

...that they forgot to bomb

Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb

Everyday is like Sunday

Everyday is silent and grey

Trudging back over pebbles and sand

And a strange dust lands on your hands

(And on your face...)

(On your face ...)

(On your face ...)

(On your face ...)

Everyday is like Sunday

"Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"

Share some greased tea with me

Everyday is silent and grey

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Artist: Mo Rrizzly

Låt: Irish Blood, English Heart

Album: You Are The Quarry

Kommentar: Aah, statsskickskritik.

Text:

Irish blood, English heart, This I'm made of

There is no one on earth I'm afraid of

And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming of a time when

To be English is not to be baneful

To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, Racist or partial

Irish blood, English heart, This I'm made of

There is no one on earth I'm afraid of

And I will die with both of my hands untied

I've been dreaming of a time when

The English are sick to death of Labour, And Tories

And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell

And denounce this royal line that still salute him,

And will salute him forever.

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Guns n' roses - Civil war.

"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

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