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#1 |
Sativa
Репутация: 168
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![]() Кто мы? Мы - на 100% антирасисты ,на 100% антигомофобы, на 100% антисексисты. Мы верим, что хип-хоп может быть невероятно мощным оружием против фашистской поеботы любого вида, фанатизма, невежества, уебанства и бессмысленной ненависти. Мы так же верим , что эта музыка способна объединить разных людей и будет распространять дух юнити и взаимную поддержку. Короче говоря – мы из страны, где уебанское неонацисткое движение отвратительно огромно. В реальности это означает, что вас могут искалечить или убить только из-за вашего цвета кожи, “неправильного” акцента ,или внешнего вида, в любое время суток и в любом месте на просторах России. Мы не задвигаем темы о каких-то неблагополучных окраинах – людей убивают в самом центре города, среди бела дня, а милиция притворяется, что ничего не происходит. Кроме того, подростков избивают "до травм не совместимых с жизнью" либо просто стреляют в них только из-за того что они пришли поддержать панк-рок, хардкор или хип-хоп канц или из-за того что они посмели возразить что-то против Наци скама. Что, разве это не ганста, тафгай? Мы - стрейтэйджеры, но мы не не поддерживаем милитант и хардлайн. Мы верим в то, что человек должен судить о другом не тем , что он/она пьет или нет, а теми поступками ,которые он\она совершает. Демо 2008 Moscow Death Brigade - 2014 - Hoods up (EP) ![]() Genre: Rapcore ![]() Треклист: 01. Ghettoblaster 02. It's us 03. Cut off your Tongue 04. Viking's Life 05. Prove Them Wrong ifolder ============================================================== Moscow Death Brigade - это рэп в самом хорошем смысле этого слова: очень злобная и агрессивная рэпчина в духе Necro. Cайд проєкт музыкантов Razor Boys Последний раз редактировалось Эрис; 05.11.2014 в 16:30. |
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#129 |
как с гуся божья роса
Репутация: 591
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Re: Moscow Death Brigade
http://www.neformat.com.ua/forum/hip-hop/33020-2k.html
А если что-то выйдет то первыми на загрузку поставите. ![]() |
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#130 |
я колобок
Репутация: 155
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Re: Moscow Death Brigade
ОЧЕНЬ наивное предположение. Я буду и дальше слушать MC Бентли.
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#141 |
no hope
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Re: Moscow Death Brigade
GhettoblasterHey Ho Let's Go we're not dead yet no,
Murderous flows from the lows of the skid rows Heavy payloads on the enemies lines below, Exterminate the foe heavy metal outlaw Loud on the road, across the ocean, it's on Dark Brotherhood slams a spade between shoulder blades Infamous Death Brigade Bear claw slash - no need for a Band Aid Hack into failsafe, off scale brain waves, Campaign breeds fake hate, abstain Drink blood from your vein, drain dry like lice In your hair - don't want to be a slave Babylon blood clots, full front assault International murder squad, fury untold Hemorrhage in your brain, that is caused by the rage At the enemy who never really been a threat. M! Check the skill you have to Master D! We are the prophets of the Disaster B! Blast'em! Bite the dust, bastard Faster, Here we go - Ghettoblaster The most underground shit I represent With a mic in my hand here I stand You better understand It’s a trend Just two of us will fuck up your pathetic band Hated, most underrated, debated Monster we created, breath bated My shit’s awaited, yours - outdated Platinum plated rhymes, you’d better hate it Hated by many, loved by few I never knew you, screw you, your crew and your band too Did you get the clue? They tried to hide the light The light’s turning black and the black’s turning white Do you feel alright? Someone’s gonna die tonight Never surrender, Criminal Damage, Razors in the Night Another fight to leave, you got no rights to give Rat race in a maze - no ways to leave [свернуть] It's usIt's the MDB Deranged. Break necks! Time to slam
What does it spell? It spells MDB my friend Still in the game, fuck your fame, gonna ride till the end Aim to offend, here to stand, we’ll defame your lame band Bound to the underground sound, that’s what we represent We’re blasting heavy metal, we’re raising another ghetto Pedal to the metal, rattle, ready for another battle Sting your skin like a nettle, our message is fundamental Decapitate your cattle, going bigger while you’re going mental We’re out to get'em steal the paint to paint the steel Still spit what we feel, skill is ill, we need a thrill Hop a fence, hit a train, bring the pain, disappear Uzi-suicide is better than a suicide pill We never stop This music makes your eyes pop It helps you dodge a cop, whether you believe or not Hit the road, have a blast, sleep on someone’s floor Going nowhere fast, want more, one, two - go! Hook I’m not the finest rapper I might lose the easiest battle So many kids on the streets whose flow is way better Rhymes fatter Why be something that you’re not? But our music's making kids bash Nazis on the parking lot It makes'em start training, it makes'em go to gym And when they come for you, son, you’re done, you better scream It makes'em start bands It makes'em kill trains It puts the chemical of freedom straight in their veins Working hard for our fam, days are running Rhyming, train bombing, yeah, you know how we coming They call us vandals, goons, crooks, shady criminals looters, solicitors, unwanted visitors We don’t teach, we don’t preach and we can’t show the way We’re just surviving daily grind each and every day We make the music, spray the paint, no matter what they say Believe me I paid the dues that I had to pay It's the MDB's Moscow Death Killabees You all have been warned We are the swarm [свернуть] Cut off your TongueWhere have you been? you’ve never be seen
When the kids on the streets fought the war for the scene Fit, neat and clean Are you a punk or a skin? You’ve seen it on the screen but do you know what it means? Blood, sweat and tears, surviving the darkest years Following your dreams, facing fears, hope disappears Stabbed by your peers, but never betray your way We’re here to stay and fuck what they say ! Hey little rich boy toy don’t you look at me Before this scene ended up with the tragedy Talking shit, spreading lies, who believes your hype And I denounce violence but not against your type Loose lips sink ships, yours sink fleets Watch your tongue or get done, boot to your ribs Time to quit your shit that nobody needs Before body hits concrete and your fucking head split Hook: You are a style snatcher, a grimy rhyme stealer I oppose you I’m original microphone killer Break your chicken neck, we are back and you are done MDB has come to cut off your snake tongue Nobody likes cops, nobody likes traitors No one likes rats, snitches and collaborators No one likes haters, social network agitators Internet debater-warriors, PC dictators You don’t belong, you got the situation wrong Running your mouth, spreading rumors all night long You don’t come along, you sing the same old song Better go home to your MTV and a bong Fuck the two-faced scum fuck the fencewalkers Snitches got stitches and talkers got walkers We spit this street shit for the punk rockers For the skinheads, metal maniacs and trainyard night stalkers For everybody who is true to the game Worldwide underground and you know the name We paid the price and the damage is done If you try to ruin this we’ll cut off your snake tongue [свернуть] Viking's LifeSharp as a knife
Hard to survive Day by day It's a Viking's Life All seeing eye, they lie, you all die Black helicopters in the sky, I against I Deny everything, rat king Cops are the spawns of hell under the black wing Who got the bling, who serves the time Who walk the line, decline, cloud nine Slaves to the swine gonna break your spine You better keep your mouth shut, never dare to shine Never blink when I murder politicians My blood stays cold when the hammer launches verbal ammunition I'm on a mission a Makarov gun in each sleeve We are happy trigger finger killers Eat eight cans of pills like Max Payne Twitchy eye lids, random processes in the brain Bring the pain! No matter the amount of Penicillin Dose of raw adrenaline sends you jumping to the ceiling Hook Tear gas, victims, terrorist win They try to cover up but the ice of lies is too thin Eyes full of sin, what lies within Flesh of a vile reptile under the human skin Race and religion, crime rate, hate, too late You got betrayed, can't wait, incinerate the state Manipulate your fate, another war To feed the greedy womb of the Babylon whore Blast from the past, the best, manifest In oppressed masses, I digress to catch a better flow, soulless moles, Victory Flawless Cyrax's cyber net slicing your flesh Feelings suppressed, by a less important, Message, in the age of controlled information Degeneration of generations Schemes Instigate the clash of the nations [свернуть] Prove Them WrongI say - Prove it
You say - Wrong I say - Prove it You say - Wrong I say - Prove it You say - Wrong Me, you and the crew Gonna Prove them Wrong "You’ll never win, never reach your dream" that’s what they say Cause every looser, web-cruiser wants you to have the same name The shame ate their brain, you got a life to reclaim Aim to take the game and you’re always to blame Land to tame don’t waste your time in vain It won’t wait, out of date and you lost the train Don’t hang about, stay proud, it is time to train And send those in doubt to the literal house of Pain Their lips flop, eyes pop, tongues are ready to kill But nothing can stop the unbreakable will It’s not what they say it is how you feel You’re here to stay, make them pay, demonstrate who is real Bomb’s gonna blow they got slapped by the bear paw You bastards are eating dust once again tell me what for Cut off their tongues, break the long arm of the law Cutting like a plow with our flow, one-two-go Hook It’s a world full of hate, life on a plate, mate Set it straight, your fate is controlled by the state It’s a bait, Dead weight if you do the wrong move Wait, me and you got something to prove The scene that we built, it can never be killed Blood spilled, not in vain, our aim fulfilled Surrounded by enemies we still stay chill Cause our forces worldwide are united and skilled Kids of all religions and the color of skin Your intentions are clean so you are welcome in More bands, more friends, international scene We proved the fuckers wrong If you know what I mean What’s this about? If you doubt I say it loud - Listen Me and you can cross out their racist system Stay proud, don’t follow the crowd, diss'em They are sold out, grinded out, nullified victims [свернуть] |
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#147 |
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Репутация: 1415
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Re: Moscow Death Brigade
бля я уже подумал что и у них уже такой же зашквар как у бони фидес
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