самая лиричная лирика

[hellyeah]

самая лиричная лирика

не знаю была ли такая тема. а давайте подгонять здесь песни, с самой глубокой лирикой, ну текстом..
чтобы очень тонко и охуенно и чтобы цепляло так до мандража


Розовые Очки от Ferre - Став Белым Ангелом Пьеро
http://prostopleer.com/#/tracks/4598518vi0Q

Спойлер

Утро беспокойное...
Колит ожидание радости от нее.
Некая боль в груди...
Любовь двоих... Любовь двое...
Сильная сила чувств двоих внутри что-то таит...
Он отводил ее в роддом,
Где потертые фронтоны
неба текли кусками картона...
Так долго минуты длились, кусая...
Когда-же появятся на свет новые глаза?
Одни - карие, другие - зеленые...
Но трубили тревоги на стенах сиренами сонными.
Она уже в палате была в белом,
Тело, в черном кто-то, рядом обводил контуры мелом...
Он представлял ее ангелом кротким,
Который все выдержит, который был соткан из веры...
Он возносил ее к небесным аркам,
Он представлял их четверых в залитом светом парке...

Один у входа спиной,
Видел искаженные тени выхода на стене.
Один у входа спиной,
Видели искаженные тени выхода на стене...

Что-то билось... О семье...
Но некая боль в груди давила ангела к земле..
В глазах - слезы, в глазах - неоткрытые глаза,
Одни - зеленые, другие, другие, другие - карие...
Их не сделать ярче никак
Она потеряла детей, своих мальчиков
Зря вязала носочки, зря отправилась в высь
Зря вязала их детские надежды о выходе в жизнь
А пятна грусти не отмывались и дальше,
Ее мысли уже не существовали.
Она легла на пол, сжала одной рукой колени
Другою в висок выдавила пулю… без замедления...
Резко дернув, распутав узлы петель,
Разукрасила бесцветное - красным,
Обняв своих детей...
И краской в стоны его смешались даже в акварели...
Не ожидалось такое разнообразие сажи,
Кажется чешуя на ладонях...
Или ступни ног недопонятых стонут,
Он их вчера разбил, по дороге бежал босой
Бросок до края мира, не столь простой...
"Я ненавижу тебя!!!" - он прокричал застрелив зеркало,
В осколках что-то мелкое меркло...
Полез на дерево, думал достанет до неба опять...
Но не нашел, значит завтра будет копать...
Треск надежд, в сундуках с шарфами и золотом,
Основывать на пустом поводы...
Он сошел на "нет"...
Как и они все, но остался один кто вне
Ниток, окружности основ,
И внутри уже сидела пуля гибкая и безусловная...

Один у входа спиной,
Видел искаженные тени выхода на стене.
Один у входа спиной,
Видели искаженные тени выхода на стене...

Тротуары снаружи стояли монотонно...
Он целовал стойку бара... Опять пил...
Потом расскажи мне коктейль-историю
О том ка ты стал собой,
Расскажи как умер джин,
И сколько всадили в него приправ,
Чтоб так крепко брал он с одного глотка?
Теперь тебе приходится исполнять мои желания,
Сшивая бинты, что кажется оживают...
Он размышлял кем же он стал,
И кем уже не станет...
Кусочком лимона на ободке стакана,
Либо однородной жидкостью кайфовой массы,
На обочинах у зловонной трассы...
"Да пофигу кем... Всеравно один..." - подумал он,
К утру став белым ангелом Пьеро...
Лежал обнявши колени, еле дыша,
Совсем один в здании с гибкими стенами...

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Афелия Ковальски, I've found the answer lies in a real emotion! not the self-indulgence of a self-devotion

 

[Афелия Ковальски]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Kraft Holland, Йеее! Шаришь
Хотя прочла твой статус

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Афелия Ковальски,

 

[Афелия Ковальски]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Kraft Holland, кстати, ты погуглил или реально помнишь песни РОС?
Если гуглил, то можешь поменять статус на "неопанк"

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Афелия Ковальски, ну в целом к фанатам себя бы не отнес, но конкретно Rites of Spring люблю)

 

[cursed_sun]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Converge - Wretched World

Down by your side I watch the dreary light
It illuminates your sleeping skin
I reach my cold arms across the bed
You make no move
You never do
Own these dire nights
Own their seething lies
Own my damage, own my scars
They paint a broken life's shattered art
And time won't turn my wretched world
(To stand in your shadow is to be home)..

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

ну раз о коржах, так вот)

Converge - Love as Arson

All these fairy tale forevers welcome everyone in and it's no wonder that she fell from this great blue sky. I can still taste my defeat on these lips and you still have Hell welled up in your eyes. I will burn that bridge when we get to it. Erase the sun. To those who've killed this hope, a presage, I will rise again. Phoenix in flight, I'm here to break your wings I welcome this. Won't let this heart stop beating I won't let this heart stop beating and I wil rise again and again and again... I will rise again.

 

[Blaise Finnegan]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

мне эта нравится

Ramona Falls - Russia

I visited Russia and I started folding
until in one precious doll I had hoarded
all of Siberia; I said, "Love, here ya
go."
She said:
"Too little too late."

A trip to the Nile where I started swimming
until I finally found the spring brimming
with God's purest water from Abba the father
to heal her.
She said:
"Too little too late."

I sailed to Komodo, I fought with the dragons;
when it was over, their tails were wagging.
I taught them tricks, said "Sit, dragon, sit."
I brought her a pet.
She said:
"Too little too late."

I rode into China, I studied the Wall.
And I lapped it seven times, which caused it to fall.
It spilled out our fortune, I found exhortion,
"Well, here you go."
She said:
"Too little too late."

She said:
"Too little too late."

"Too little too late."

 

[panopticon]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Kraft Holland,
cursed_sun, кто то из вас поменяйте аватар, пацаны))

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

panoptikum, та все ок, у него же бас гитара на аве

 

[Заяц]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

давайте не забывать

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

давайте не забывать, что это говно

Спойлер: ^^

 

[Заяц]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

рх пячили и будут пячить

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

 

[scary_nickname]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

EVERYTHING IS BETTER THAN RADIOHEAD

 

[мища]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

The Dresden Dolls - Will

i won't try to explain what i cannot understand
it's a bird it's a plane it's a one night stand
if only we could ride far enough
i'd forget you altogether
it's a bluff
there is no way i could not remember

don't ask me what i came here for
it is too delicate for words
i used to want to make you talk
now i would rather you did not

i don't mind if you read while i'm coming
it's alright if you need the t.v.
to keep from noticing my mind going blank
what's the worst thing that could happen?
is my back all that bad?
strike the match and watch the doll come open

don't ask me what i want from you
it is not something you could purposely do
i used to want to make you mine
now i have better things in mind...

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Bad Religion - Skyscraper

Come let us make bricks and burn them hard,
We'll build a city with a tower for the world
and climb so we can reach anything we may propose,
anything at all

Build me up, tear me down
like a skyscraper
Build me up, then tear down
These joining walls
So they can't climb at all

I know why you tore it down that day
You thought, that if you got caught we'd all go away,
Like a spoiled little baby who can't come out to play,
You had your revenge

Build me up, tear me down
like a skyscraper
Build me up, then tear down
these joining walls
So they can't climb at all

Well madness reigned and paradise drowned
When Babel's walls came crashing down
Now the echoes roar for a story writ ["for a story told" is the live version]
that was hardly understood
and never any good

Build me up, tear me down
like a skyscraper
Build me up, then tear down
these joining walls
So they can't climb at all

Build me up

 

[Эрис]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Спойлер: lyrics

I felt my undertaker
carry me away
He didn’t ask my name
He wanted it that way

He drove me through the town
For everyone to see
The frailty of my casket
How easy it can be

He drove me to the race track
With my last 5 bucks
Last chance to make it rich
Last chance for good luck

Police chief lit a smoke
And passed it around
The people smoked it one by one
As they put me in the ground
As they put me in the ground

It was in the Sunday paper
They announced that I was dead
It didn’t mean that much
This is what it said:
“He was a drifter, he wasn’t real
He thought he had it made –
A victim of ideals
He was a mishap –
Bad apple from the tree
A glitch in our good fortune

A burden on you & me
He didn’t do his part
He didn’t understand
He foolishly believed
That the power was in his hands
The power is in his hands"

Oh throw me to the rats
Those scathing new age brats
The blinking eyes of alley cats
Watch me sink from where I sat

As crooked waving handmade guns
Rob us of our only sons
The fight worth leaving
turns & runs
As something better slowly comes

It won’t be long
Before they hear our song
Before we stretch out
wide & strong
And swallow up the here & gone

Спойлер: lyrics

Oh how do you do, young Willy McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died quick
And I hope you died clean
Or Willy McBride, was is it slow and obscene

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you're forever nineteen
Or are you a stranger without even a name
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn, tattered, and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

The sun shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still no mans land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation were butchered and damned

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And I can't help but wonder oh Willy McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end wars
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willy McBride it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again

Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

Может и не очень лирично, но меня трогают эти вещи до слез.

 

[malignant]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Спойлер: R.E.M. - Drive

Smack, crack, Bushwhacked.
Tie another one to the racks, baby.

Hey, kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.

What if I ride? What if you walk?
What if you rock around the clock?
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
What if you did? What if you walk?
What if you tried to get off, baby?

Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby. Oh...

Hey, kids, shake a leg.
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby. Oh...

Maybe you did. Maybe you walked.
Maybe you rocked around the clock.
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
Maybe I ride. Maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.

Hey, kids, shake a leg.
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby.

Ollie, Ollie.
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie.
Ollie, Ollie in come free, baby.

Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.

Smack, crack. Shack-a-lack.
Tie another one to your backs, baby. Oh...

Hey, kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.

Maybe you did. Maybe you walked.
Maybe you rock around the clock
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
Maybe I ride. Maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.

Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.

Hey, kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby, baby, baby

 

[Sun of a Beach]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Надаю перевагу максимально бездушній мазафакерській ліриці

Спойлер: Наприклад

Parabola

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.

Alive, I

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.

Twirling round with this familiar parabol.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.

Спойлер: Або ось

Vicarious

Eye on the the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like...
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison in his tea, and kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me like I am a monster
Frown out your one face, but with the other
Stare like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child, watches him die
Hands to the sky crying, "Why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die...from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the story's told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die...from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so...

Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain come down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and Voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)

Incredulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out your hippie haze and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it's always been

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

Спойлер: Ну і ось

Reflection

I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent, pitiful hole

Defeated, I concede and
Move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness, how pitiful

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, her confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna be down here serving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
And capable of all that's imagined and all-conceivable
So let the light touch you, so let the words spill through
And let them pass right through
Bringing out our hope and reason

 

[malignant]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Kobold,

Спойлер: еще так

Sober

There's a shadow just behind me,
Shrouding every breath I take,
Making every promise empty,
Pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called must we
Just before the son has come.
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done?

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.

I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.

Trust me.

Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but what's past and done.

Trust me.

I want what I want.

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Kobold, а так же

Спойлер: вот

Underneath her skin and jewelry,
hidden in her words and eyes
is a wall that's cold and ugly
and she's scared as hell.
Trembling at the thought of feeling.
Wide awake and keeping distance.
Nothing seems to penetrate her.
Cause she's, she's scared as hell.

I am frightened too
I am frightened, ohh

Trembling at the thought of feeling.
Wide awake and keeping distance.
Nothing seems to penetrate her.
Cause she's, she's scared as hell.

I am frightened too
I am frightened

Wide awake and keeping distance from my soul.
Wide awake and keeping distance from my soul.

Underneath her skin and jewelry,
hidden in her words and eyes
is a wall that's cold and ugly
and she's, she's scared as hell.
Trembling at the thought of feeling.
Wide awake and keeping distance.
Nothing seems to penetrate her.
Cause she's, she's scared as hell.

I am frightened too
I am frightened too
I am scared like you
I am frightened

 

[TelOne]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

you move like I want to
to see like your eyes do
we are downstairs where
no one can see
new life break away
tonight I feel like more
tonight I
you make the water warm
you taste foreign
and I know you can see
the cord break away
cause tonight I feel like more
tonight I feel like more
tonight I feel
feel like more
you breathed
then you stopped
I breathed then dried you off
and tonight
I feel like more
tonight

 

[ОСÖБА_1]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

я думал такая концентрация слова тунайт на лиричную песню бывает только у Энрике Иглесиаса

Добавлено через 37 секунд
особенно такое в конце припева безапеляционное одинокое в своей строчке тунайт

 

[Blaise Finnegan]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Надаю перевагу максимально бездушній мазафакерській ліриці

а как же Хаш?

 

[Kraft Holland]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

по-моему, сюда спокойно можно весь Тул скопипастить

 

[Igen Beatz]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

Спойлер: текст

Dear Mama

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Chorus: Reggie Green "Sweet Franklin]
Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

[Verse Two: 2Pac]
Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady (3X)

Спойлер: текст

"Ghetto Gospel"
(feat. Elton John)

Uhh,
Hit them with a little ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John:]
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[2Pac]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em
They tested, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth cause the truth looks strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
'cause any day they'll push the button
and you all condemned like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton, died for nothing
Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
there's no need for you to fear me
if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
it ain't about black or white, cause we're human
I hope we see the light before its ruined
my ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she's given birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
And when it's said and done
I bet this Brother be a better one
If I upset you, don't stress
Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
But am I less holy
'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound...

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Brenda's got a Baby
Brenda's got a Baby
I hear Brenda's got a baby
Well, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not her problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a junky
Went in debt to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whos sexed and crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,
whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here everyday
Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, fair slang, and Brenda's her name, she's got a baby

Baaaaaaaaby

(don't you know she's got a baby)

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(Verse 1)
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship
The one thing that I can guarantee
I'm like a stepping raiser, I suggest you stay fair with me
Been paying dues for a decade plus
Before that I was just another face on the bus
Tappin my foot, to the beat on the radio
Dreaming bout the mic and the money and the ladies,
Oh mom, I promise I'm gonna be large
Some day I'm gonna stop trying to borrow your car
Gonna go far, with charisma and skill
Until they put my face on a million dollar bill
Atmosphere, it's just a ten letter word
Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird
And if you didn't hear, then fuck whatever's heard
I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured
Caught up in the mix of a bottle full of fix
I'ma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek
It's not that I dont like you, I just dont want to speak
You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
Defined by whatever you've added and subtracted
I'm pushin on the hammer to trigger the brain
Embrace how I live, cause God loves ugly


(Hook) God Loves Ugly..

(Verse 2)

Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo
I damn near had to steal the show
I stepped on the stage, who is it?
My name's Slug, I've come to kill a couple minutes
And what's up with the way that everybody gathers around
Each other, so they can steal each other's sound
If it's all about getting down, when they get down
How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?
Appears more clear in it's simplest form
Nobody sees tears when you're standin' in the storm
Abandonin' the norm, and handlin' the harvest
Measurin the worth by the depth of the hardship
I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name
I held onto the sacred ways of how to play the game
When the soldiers started runnin short on rations
I began tappin' the egg to spark the hatchin'
Make it happen, and take this captain to the gallows
I keep steering us into an area that's shallow
Talking to my shadow, he advised me not to worry
Said, I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury
So give me some light, a little love and some liquid,
I'ma creep through the night and put a plug in the spigot
And when the water grows, and the dam starts to overflow
I'll float on top the flood holdin' on to my ugly


(Hook) God Loves Ugly..

(Verse 3)

WHY SCREAM, when you can lose yourself inside the
WIDESCREEN? Let life be a bowl of melted
ICE CREAM Or be the deer that's caught in my
HIGH BEAMS I'm rolling with the brights on,
SCARED STIFF, reality is just too much to
BEAR WITH paranoid, walking around,
CARELESS, No wonder your in love your
THERAPIST. Go to sleep my little time bomb

(Hook) God Loves Ugly..

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My head aches, and feels the blunt vice grips
hanging over my tequila sunrises
Confide and write this to de-scribe a love life
that's feeling love lifeless
I'm the type that'll cherish frozen winters
stare at snowy blizzards and take it to heart
Then break it apart, I carry hopes and blisters
Cutting heart strings with a pair of broken scissors
I'm still trapped in a middle school slow dance
Stepping on toes in a mistletoe romance
Misanthrope, discomposed who holds hands
with grief...Kissing hope with no chance, but me
I'm just searching for some beautiful
a dream that I can catch And a person who's unusual
When I find her, I'll try to face the tide
Fight the hurricane, and tidal wave, goodbye

And I watch all the spectrums of angels
Choking to death on the septums and halos
Bread crumbs and fables, why change?
I hang at the ends of the pay phone
With no change or number to reach
What blankets the sky I slumber beneath
Under the speech, this song's about hope, joy, love and defeat
All it takes is a peaceful autumn day
For you to be happy and me to call it fate
Even after a fucked up childhood, I'm still tryin'
To believe in God and grace

I try to get a piece of peace and sit and listen infinitely
Holdin onto benefits, and isnt it so innocent? We
Try to find another time and underline the cynical
Its pitiful we run and hide and undermind the innermost
When intervals of miserable will find a figure four
And force the phyiscal and inner soul to find a bitter form
And form another time and place where you can go and be so suitable
When all I wanna do is go and search for something beautiful, in me

I died once, and I knew that it was suitable
I died twice, and I sang it like a musical
I died again when I thought that the noose would hold
Everything I love in the search for some beautiful

I died once, and I knew that it was suitable
I died twice, and I sang it like a musical
I died again when I thought that the noose would hold
Everything I love in the search for some beautiful

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У-е, у-е, у-е...
Я - солдат,
Я не спал пять лет
и у меня под глазами мешки
Я сам не видел,
но мне так сказали vf
Я - солдат
и у меня нет башки,
мне отбили её сапогами
Ё-ё-ё, комбат орёт,
разорванный рот у комбата
Потому что граната...
Белая вата,
красная вата не лечит солдата

Я - солдат,
недоношеный ребенок войны
Я - солдат,
мама залечи мои раны
Я - солдат,
солдат забытой богом страны
Я - герой
скажите мне какого романа

О, о-о-о

Я - солдат,
мне обидно когда остаётся один патрон,
Только я или он
Последний вагон,
самогон,
нас таких миллион
в ООООН
Я - солдат
и я знаю свое дело,
мое дело стрелять,
чтобы пуля попала
в тело врага
Эта рагга для тебя мама-война,
теперь ты довольна?

Я - солдат,
недоношенный ребенок войны
Я - солдат,
мама залечи мои раны
Я - солдат,
солдат забытой богом страны
Я - герой
скажите мне какого романа

I'm a souldja...I'm a souldja...
I'm a souldja...I'm a souldja...
I'm a soul jah...
soul jah...
soul jah-jahаааааа

Я - солдат, недоношенный ребенок войны
Я - солдат, мама залечи мои раны
Я - солдат, солдат забытой богом страны
Я - герой, скажите мне какого романа?

4пыль - Спектакль

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Богатые бедные и обездоленные
Все играем свои роли мы
На лица маски целлофан на чувства
Мы боимся показать что любим что чувствуем
Все мы актеры надеваем роли
Играем до конца как бы не было противно и больно
Порой самим тошно от своих героев
Но все играем забывая оставаться собою
Эти костюмы декорации и грим
Поначалу любим после антракта все отдадим
Чтобы самим писать сценарий
Лучше даже с кем-то в паре
Но звучит 3 звонок в переполненном зале
Тысячи глаз в ожиданье
Когда актеры будут любить и ненавидеть по желанью
Ради признанья
Другим даря то улыбки то страданья
Доказываем кто в этой части лишний
Заставляем ненавидеть этот спектакль с афишей
Под названьем "жизни"
Мы вышли на сцену чтобы покорить вчерашних кумиров
Зал рукоплещет овации подобны запаху эфира
Опьяняют поначалу и все тяжелее бросить
Играть не как хочешь а как просят

Живя между антрактов
Ненавидим и любим по ходу спектакля
Все чаще когда от нас этого ждут
Снова зовут на сцену
Жительские проблемы
И перемены в личной сфере
Все чаще треплют нервы
Ссоры внутри труппы текучка кадров
Напряженья умножая многократно
Пусть гадают зрители чем закончится покоем или бравадой
Этот спектакль
Где все играем роли
Для тех кто играет в актерской связке с тобой
Пока сценарием дозволено
Будем героями
Без репетиции и дублеров
Ради славы вместо позора
Ведь публика непредсказуема
Сегодня любит завтра не понимайте в суе
И сценарий рисует совсем другой финал
Чем ты ожидал
Написано любовь значит любовь
Написано боль значит боль
И играй до тех пор пока не устанешь нести эту роль

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What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops [Wu-Tang five finger shit]
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly shit out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic

Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
YaknowhatI'msayin?
Cuz we can't just get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down

Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH

Что сразу вспомнилось

 

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[panopticon]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

to see like your eyes do
we are downstairs where
no one can see
new life break away
tonight I feel like more
tonight I
you make the water warm
you taste foreign
and I know you can see
the cord break away
cause tonight I feel like more
tonight I feel like more
tonight I feel
feel like more
you breathed
then you stopped
I breathed then dried you off
and tonight
I feel like more
tonight

блять да!!!

 

[Лорд Призрак]

Re: самая лиричная лирика

это дигитал бэс?