Stvari se polako vraćaju na mjesto
subota, 13.01.2007.
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uglavnom neznam zaš uglavnom ovo i pišem uopće al neka budala mi je upala na blog i sve mi sjebala.. tj. sve obrisala.. ovi postovi ranije nisu moji a neda mi ih se ni obrisat.. ajd ljudi čujemo se još možda al sumnjam ev jedna pjesma za kraj... meni jedna od najboljih... OPĆA OPASNOST Jednom kad noć Jednom kad noć Ukrade nebu Sve što si voljela na njemu Bit će ti žao, bit će ti žao Što nisam tu, Ruke pamte samo ljubav najbolju. Jednom kad usne Ne bude htjele U strancu utjehu tražiti, Suze će srcu šapnuti da je pogriješilo Jer nije ostalo tamo Gdje je jedino voljelo. Kada tuga jednom Na vrata dođe, A samoća zaboli, Hočeš li moći ime moje Sa usana svojih skloniti? Bili smo jednom najbolji, O nama su priče pricali. I sada kad se sjetiš Htjela bi vrijeme vratiti, Poslije mene su ti lađe slomile Bure i vjetrovi. |
- 14:08 - dođi do riječi... (6) - Isprintaj - #
srijeda, 27.12.2006.
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I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh. Up front style. Ready to attack now. Pull in the parking lot slow with the lack down. Convicts got the whole thing packed down. Step in the club. The wardrobe intact now. I feel it. Go on and crack now. Ooh, I see it. Don't let back now. Im'a call her. Then I put the mack down. Money? No problem. Pocket full of that now. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh. Ooh! Looks like another club banger. They better hang on. When I throw this thang on. Get a little drink on. They goin' flip. [ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ] For this Akon shit. You can bank on it. Pedicure, manicure, kitty cat claws. The way she climbs up and down them poles. Lookin' like one of them Pretty Cat Dolls. Tryna hold my woody back through my drawers. Steps off stage, didn't think I saw her. Creeps up behind me and she's like, you're - I'm like, yeah I know, let's cut to the chase. No time to waste. Back to my place. Plus from the club to the crib's like a mile away. Or more like a palace, shall I say. And plus I got a pal. Every gal is game. In fact he's the one singing the song that's playing! (Akon!) I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh Eminem's rollin', D an' them rollin'. Boo an' Oh Marvelous an' them rollin'. Women just hoin'. Big booty rollin'. Soon I be all in them an' throwin D. Hittin' no less than 3. Block will style like wee, wee. Girl, I can tell you want me, 'cause lately. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh. |
- 18:45 - dođi do riječi... (2) - Isprintaj - #
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STVARI SE POLAKO VRCAJU NA MJESTO OVAKO NEŠTO SE NE DOGAĐA CESTO PREMDA, PRIZNAJEM PONEKAD PRETJERAM I NEKUD OTPLOVIM SAM I TAD SLIKE IZBLIJEDE SVE I TAD ZATVARAM SE U SEBE I TAD NISI MI POTREBNA KAZALJKE I DALJE KRUGOVE CRTAJU UMJESTO ZVIJEZDA KIŠNE KAPI NA GRAD PADAJU PRAZNO MJESTO U MOM KREVETU SJECA ME BILA SI TU TKO ZNA , KUDA SI OTIŠLA TKO ZNA ,ZBOG CEGA SE NE VRACAŠ TKO ZNA ,SVE PIŠE U ZVIJEZDAMA JOŠ JUCER POLJUPCIMA MI SMO SE BORILI I DODIROM SMO JEDNO DRUGOM TAJNE OTKRIVALI ŠTO SE DOGODILO GDJE JE TA KAP ŠTO JE PRELILA CAŠU , ŠTO TE NATJERALA DA ODNESEŠ SVE ŠTO SAM VOLIO , A TEBE SAM VOLIO SVE ŠTO SAM SANJAO, A TEBE SAM SANJAO MA ZAR SAM POGRIJEŠIO ŠTO SAM SE SMIJAO KAD SU MI GOVORILI DA SVE SU ŽENE KURVE KAD BI ZAUVIJEK ZASPAO OVAJ GRAD KAO U BAJCI PREKRIVEN TRNJEM I TRAVAMA SVE DOK SE TI NE VRATIŠ,A VRATIT CEŠ SE ZNAM I SVE DOK TVOJA RUKA NE DOTAKNE MOJ DLAN DO ME NE ZAGRLIŠ DOK ME NE POLJUBIŠ DOK ME NE ZAGRIJE TVOJ DAH HOTEL CALIFORNIA On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself This could be Heaven or this could be Hell Then she lit up a candle And she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely place (background) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year Any time of year (background) You can find it here You can find it here Her mind is Tiffany twisted She's got the Mercedes bends She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys That she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard Sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember Some dance to forget So I called up the Captain Please bring me my wine He said We haven't had that spirit here since 1969 And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely Place Such a lovely Place (background) Such a lovely face They're livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise What a nice surprise (background) Bring your alibies Mirrors on the ceiling Pink champagne on ice And she said We are all just prisoners here Of our own device And in the master's chambers They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember I was running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before Relax said the nightman We are programed to recieve You can check out any time you like But you can never leave ---------------------------------- HURRICANE- Bob Dylan Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter patty valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, my god, they killed them all! Here comes the story of the hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin’ that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies lyin’ there does patty see And another man named bello, movin’ around mysteriously. I didn’t do it, he says, and he throws up his hands I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand. I saw them leavin’, he says, and he stops One of us had better call up the cops. And so patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin’ In the hot new jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin carter and a couple of friends are drivin’ around. Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that. In paterson that’s just the way things go. If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street ’less you wanna draw the heat. Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin’ around He said, I saw two men runnin’ out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates. And miss patty valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this one’s not dead So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin’ and they haul rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin’ eye Says, wha’d you bring him in here for? he ain’t the guy! Yes, here’s the story of the hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin’ that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin’s in south america, fightin’ for his name While arthur dexter bradley’s still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin’ the screws to him, lookin’ for somebody to blame. Remember that murder that happened in a bar? Remember you said you saw the getaway car? You think you’d like to play ball with the law? Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin’ that night? Don’t forget that you are white. Arthur dexter bradley said, I’m really not sure. Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we’re talkin’ to your friend bello Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You’ll be doin’ society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin’ braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain’t no gentleman jim. Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It’s my work, he’d say, and I do it for pay And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of rubin’s cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The d.a. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder one, guess who testified? Bello and bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool’s hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While rubin sits like buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. That’s the story of the hurricane, But it won’t be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he’s done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world |
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