TatilMüzik
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World, world, world
Where have we been?
What have we done?
Will the story of our future be a new tune?
Or the same old song?
Because who we are
Only history knows
But where we are going
Oh it hasn't fully, fully been told
And it's about time
That we decide together
That our fight for freedom
Cannot last forever
And it's about time
We turn this world on a dime
Listen here, it's about time
Where we've been
Floatin' down a river
With our hands tied
While further downstream
Is where the truth and lies divide
And now it's only right
We put our words on the line
And we decide together baby
That it's about time, yeah
It's about time
That we decide together
That our fight for freedom
Edgar alan poe şarkı yapsaydı( nick cave and the bad seeds-song of joy)Müzik
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bana merhamet edin efendim
Have mercy on me, sir
sana dayatmama izin ver
Allow me to impose on you
kalacak yerim yok
I have no place to stay
Ve kemiklerim buz gibi
And my bones are cold right through
sana bir hikaye anlatacağım
I will tell you a story
Bir adam ve ailesinin
Of a man and his family
Ve yemin ederim ki bu doğru
And I swear that it is true
On yıl önce Joy adında bir kızla tanıştım.
Ten years ago I met a girl named Joy
O tatlı ve mutlu bir şeydi
She was a sweet and happy thing
Gözleri parlak mavi mücevherlerdi
Reklam
Eminem rap godMüzik
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap crap, yep, yackidy-yac
And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad