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kız arkadaşdan ayrılma/kavga etme kafasındayken death'in sound of perserverance albümünü dinlerdim hep, nasıl yorumladığına bağlı tabi sözleri falan
death - scavenger of human sorrow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kdEPnGUPc5s&feature=related

lirik

what pain will it take
to satisfy your sick appetite
go in for the kill
always in sight-prey
the time always right-feast
feed on the pain-taste
sorrow made flesh-sweet
live how you want
just don't feed on me
if you doubt what i say
i will make you believe
shallow are words from those who starve
for a dream not their own to slash and scar

big words, small mind
behind the pain you will find
a scavenger of human sorrow
scavenger
abstract theory the weapon of choice
used by scavenger of human sorrow
scavenger

so you have traveled far across the sea
to spread yor written brand of misery

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Cons Grand Master

Cons

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Cons said:
hit 'em uptan ötesi varmı lan şerefsiz herifler.

sanırım bunu yazarken hit em up dinliyordum adsfkmlds. sorarım size, sizin çok aykırı çılgın asi metalci bebeleriniz yaptığı şarkıdan sonra vurulmuşmu ha?

tupac amaru shakur said:
i ain't got no motherfuckin friends
that's why i fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
(take money) west side!!
bad boy killers
(take money) you know the realest is niggaz
(take money) we bring it to you
(take money)

first off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim
west side when we ride come equipped with game
you claim to be a player but i fucked your wife
we bust on bad boy niggaz fucked for life
plus puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts i rip
biggie smallz and junior m.a.f.i.a. some mark ass bitches
we keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels
steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules
little ceaser, go ask ya homie how i leave ya
cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
lil kim, don't fuck around with real g's
quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace
i let them niggas know it's on for life
so let the west side ride tonight hahahah
bad boy murdered on wax, and killed
fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know ... see ...

grab ya glocks, when you see tupac
call the cops, when you see tupac, uhh
who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, i hit em' up...

check this out, you muthafuckas know what time it is
i don't even know why i'm on this track
ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level
i'ma let my little homies ride on you
bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!!

get out the way yo, get out the way yo
biggie smallz just got dropped
little moo, pass the mac, and let me hit him in his back
frank white need to get spanked right, for settin tracks
little accident murderer, and i ain't never heard-a ya
poisinous gats attack when i'm servin ya
spank the shank ya whole style when i dank
guard your rank, cause i'ma slam you in the pavement
puffy weaker that a fuckin rocka wanna do, nigga
and, i'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga
with the ready power tuckin my guess under my eddie bauer
ya clout, pretty sour i get packages every hour
and hit em up

grab ya glocks, when you see tupac
call the cops, when you see tupac, uhh
who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, i hit em' up...

peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping
smokin dope it's like a sherm high
niggaz think they learned to fly
but they burned muthafucka, you deserve to die
talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
all you niggaz live in worry while you're fuckin with me
i'm a self made milionare
thug livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha
biggie, remember when i used to let you sleep on my couch
and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house, ahh
now its all about versacci, you copied my style
five shots couldn't drop me, i took it, and smiled
now i'm bout to set the record straight, with my ak
i'm still the thug you love to hate
motherfucker, i hit em up

i'm from n-e-w jerz, where plenty murders occur
no points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you herbs
knuckle check the scenario, little cease
i bring you fake g's to your knees
coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area
lil kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
get ya lil junior whopper click smoked up, what the fuck
is you stupid?!?! i take money, crash and mash through brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
and you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
all your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked

youse a, beat biter, a pac style taker
i'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker
softer than alize with a chaser
bout to get murdered for the paper
idi amin approach the scene
write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
totin smoke, we aint no muthafuckin joke
thug life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, i got across
soon as the funk was poppin off
nigga i hit em up

now you tell me who won
i see them, they run
they don't wanna see us
whole junior m.a.f.i.a. click dressin up tryin ta be us
how the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
we millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
oh yeah, mobb deep, you wanna fuck with us?
you little young ass motherfuckers
don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
you fuckin with me nigga you fuck around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
you better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up
that's how we do it on our side
any of you niggaz from new york that wanna bring it bring it
but we ain't singin, we bringin drama
fuck you and your motherfuckin mama
we gonna kill all you motherfuckers
now when i came out i told you it was just about biggie
then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin opinion
well this how we gonna do this
fuck mobb deep
fuck biggie
fuck bad boy as a staff record label
and as a motherfuckin crew
and if you wanna be down with bad boy
then fuck you too
chino xl, fuck you too
all you motherfuckers, fuck you too

(take money)
(take money)
alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker
my fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
you motherfuckers can't be us or see us
we the motherfuckin thug life ridahs west side till we die!
out here in california we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers
we do our job
you think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob
ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
all you motherfuckers feel us
our shit's going triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
you niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they
motherfuckers back, you know how it is
when we drop records they feel it
you niggaz can't feel it
we the realest, fuck em, we bad boy killin
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Genwa Rising Star

Genwa

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Eminem'den Kim var, karısına yazmış, sözler şöyle:

Aww, look at daddy's baby girl. It's daddy's baby, little sleepy head.
Yesterday I changed your diaper, wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big? Can't believe it, now you're two.
Hailie you're so precious, daddy's so proud of you.
SIT DOWN BITCH, YOU MOVE AGAIN I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!

Don't make me wake this baby, she don't need to see what I'm 'bout to do.
Quit crying bitch, why you always make me shout at you?
How could you, just leave me and love him out the blue.
Aww, what's the matter Kim, am i too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, you're gonna finally hear me out this time.
At first I'm like, aight, you wanna throw me out that's fine.
But not for him to take my place, are you outcha mind?
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim, look at your husband now, I SAID LOOK AT HIM, he ain't so hot now is he?
little punk.

Kim: Why are you doing this?
Eminem: SHUT THE FUCK UP
Kim: You're drunk, you're never gonna get away with this
Eminem: You think I give a fuck? Come on, were going for a ride bitch.
Kim: NO!
Eminem: Sit up front
Kim: We can't just leave Hailie alone, what if she wakes up?
Eminem: We'll be right back, well I will, you'll be in the trunk.

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on,
living in this world without you.
So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on,
living in this world without you.

You really fucked me Kim, you really did a number on me.
Never knew me cheatin' on you would come back to haunt me.
But we was kids then Kim, i was only 18
That was years ago, i thought we wiped the slate clean.
That's fucked up!

Kim: I love you.
Eminem: Oh god, my brain is racin'.
Kim: I love you.
Eminem: What are you doing, change the station, i hate this song.
Does this look like a big joke?
There's a four year old little boy laying dead with a slit throat in your
living room.
HA HA, what? You think I'm kidding you? You loved him didn't you?
Kim: NO!
Eminem: Bullshit you bitch, don't fucking lie to me.
What the fuck's this guys problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah, bite me.
Kim,
KIM! Why don't you like me?
You think i'm ugly don't you?
Kim: It's not
Eminem: No, you think i'm ugly
Kim: Baby
Eminem: Get the fuck away from me.
Don't touch me.
I hate you, i hate you, i swear to god i hate you.
Oh my god, i love you.
How the fuck could you do this to me?
Kim: I'm sorry.
Eminem: How the fuck could you do this to me?

Eminem: Come on, get out
Kim: I can't, i'm scared.
Eminem: I said get out Bitch.
Kim: Let go of my hair! Please don't do this baby.
Please, i love you.
Look, we can just take Hailie and leave.
Eminem: FUCK you, you did this to us, you did it, it's your fault.
Oh my god, i'm crackin' up, get a grip MARSHALL.
Hey, remember that time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like, so drunk you threw up all over Archie?
That was funny wasn't it?
Kim: Yes
Eminem: THAT WAS FUNNY WASN'T IT?
Kim: YES!
Eminem: See it all makes sense doesn't it?
You and your husband have a fight,
one of you trys to grab a knife and during the struggle he accidentally get his adams apple sliced.
And while this is going on his son has woke up and he walks in, she panics and he gets his throat cut.
So now they're both dead and you slashed your own throat so now its double homicide,
and suicide, with no note.
I should've known better.
When you started to act weird, we could of, HEY, where you going, get back
here! You can't run from me Kim, it's just us, nobody else.
You're only making this harder on yourself.

HAHA, gotcha! Go ahead, yell
Here I'll scream with you,
AHH SOMEBODY HELP.
Don't you get it bitch?
No one can hear you, now shut the FUCK up and get what's coming to you.
You were supposed to love me.
Now bleed bitch, bleed!
BLEED BITCH BLEED!
BLEED!
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DoGMeaT Grand Master

DoGMeaT

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peeh

hepiniz laytsınız hattam topoşsunuz.


gerçek nefret böle kusulur :


Kefenin Olsun
KEFENİN OLSUN

Duydum ki sevgilim bu hafta sonu
Şimdi başkasıyla düğünün varmış
Sana hediyem olsun yazdığım şiir
Demek seni ellerle görmekte varmış

O beyaz gelinliğin kefenin olsun
Dilerim o nikahını Azrail kıysın
Gözlerin gülmesin kanlarla dolsun
İnşallah şahidinde bir imam olsun

Nikah masan olsun bir musalla taşı
Dilerim silen olmasın gözünden yaşı
Bulamayasın inşallah sen tatlı bir aşı
Gelinlik diye giydiğin bir kefen olsun

Dünyada olmasa da bir gün mahşerde
Sevenlerin bedduası kalmazmış yerde
İnsafsızca hançerleyip koydun bu derde
Dilerim o gelinliğin senin kefen olsun


İbrahim Şık
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NoS Community Regular

NoS

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soulberry said:
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Kimsenin rage against the machine yazmamış olmasına şaşırdım açıkcası


şarkıdan çok "nefret kusan grup" diyebiliriz kısaca. kesinlikle dinle. guerilla radio ile başla derim.
Zaten adamların tarzı apayrı bişey ya spora giderken hep onları dinleyip koşu yapardım o gazla insan çok güzel koşuyor
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