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Eric

No to kolej na piosenkę ode mnie... Proponuję EMINEMA "Lose Yourself"

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Is he? No
He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Kate

No to ja walnę piosenke Hillary Duff... "Someone watching me" ostatnio cały czas jej słucham... Może to ze względu na to co się dizeje... Jakos pomaga mi się pozbierać...

I found myself today
Oh I found myself and ran away
But something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in the sky tonight.

So I won't give up
No, I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me.

I've seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time,
and I won't be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone,
and right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams.

So I won't give up
No, I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me.

It doesn't matter what people say
And it doesn't matter how long it takes.
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself, and follow your heart.

So I won't give up
No, I won't break down
'Cause sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I'll still believe
That I won't give up
No, I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong even when it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I'll still believe
That someone's watching over, someone's watching over, someone’s watching over me.
yeah ye yeahhh, oh oh ho ohhh
someone’s watching over me.

Charlie

No to ja też coś walnę
Coś polskiego
Happysad-psychologa!!!
Kogo niosą na swych rękach
Czyje wykrzykują imię
Czy to jakaś nowa rewolucja
Na kogo cześć i w imię czyje
Czy to bohater pozytywny
Czy to bohater negatywny
Kogo niosą na swych rękach
Po co ta udręka dlaczego ta piosenka
Wszyscy politycy dziennikarze
Wszyscy policjanci piłkarze
Każda ręka i noga
Cały mój świat potrzebuje psychologa
Jestem ekonomistą myślę bystro
Za parę lat zmienię wszystko
Przezwisko też zmienię
Powpycham w kieszenie kamienie
Bo tu wszyscy studenci chodzą spięci
Zapięci pod szyję
Mnie to nie kręci
Ja żyję
Wszyscy politycy dziennikarze
Wszyscy policjanci piłkarze
Każda ręka i noga
Cały mój świat potrzebuje psychologa
Mamo nie wiem czy ty wiesz
Że nie martwi mnie niskie PKB
Mamo nie wiem czy wiesz że nie martwi mnie
Wysoka stopa inflacji
Odwieczny problem alokacji
Migracji ludności przemysłowej
Płynności finansowej
Ja sobie sam poradzę
Mam dosyć twoich marzeń
Wszyscy politycy dziennikarze
Wszyscy policjanci piłkarze
Każda ręka i noga
Cały mój świat potrzebuje psychologa

Sawyer

Jak dla mnie na dzisiaj "Jesus of suburbia"
Nie wiem czemu
Po prostu te dźwięki mi dzisiaj leżą...

Part I

I'm the son of rage and love
The jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell

At least the ones I got away with
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That doesn't believe that don't believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living in my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and marry Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine

Part II: City of the damned

At the center of the earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is were your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
We're beating out of time
City of the damned
At the end of another lost highway
Sign misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with there dirty faces today
no one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less

Part III: I don't care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care (x5)

Everyone is so full of shit
Burn and raised by hipocrits
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!

Part IV: Dearly beloved

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can`t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or are we disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

Part V: Tales of another broken home

To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I left behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run awy

To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won`t apologize

When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

Ian

Przyjemnie sobie posłuchać teraz Jesus of suburbia... 9 minut mocnej muzy... Czysta przyjemność, zgadzam się Sawyer...

Martin

Tak... Ale życie nie polega tylko na przyjemnościach Ian.

Norman

Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
Cause I would've kissed my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that I loved her, how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking a test
I took two to the chest
Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I don't really know this kid
But I sat by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it's because

We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation

Little Suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the world
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat

We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation

Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
That I feel inside, I'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind
I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists

We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation
We are, we are, (we are) the youth of the nation

Youth of the nation... we are

Ta piosenka budzi we mnei totalny respect...

Martin

Kto ją spiewa?

Norman

P.O.D i do tego świetny teledysk jest.

Ian

Ja proponuję 3 Doors Down - Away from the sun...

It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
Can anyone do what I've done
I missed life
I missed the colours of the world
Can anyone go where I am

'Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun again
Away from the sun again

I'm over this
I'm tired of living in the dark
Can anyone see me down here
The feeling's gone
There's nothing left to lift me up
Back into the world I've known

'Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun
That shines the life away from me
To find my way back into the arms
That care about the ones like me
I'm so far down, away from the sun again

It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
And now I can't do what I've done

And now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines the life away from me

'Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun
That shines the life away from me
To find my way back into the arms
That care about the ones like me
I'm so far down, away from the sun again

Sawyer

Three Doors Down jest niezłe, chociaż ja osobiście wolę coś bardziej żywiołowego... Np. Good Charlotte Very Happy

Pomyślałem, że możemy tu wsadzać także fotki naszych ulubionych wykonawców/zespołów... Jakieś klatki z teledysków... Itd...

Charlie

Sawyer- to do offtopic'a, albo nowy dzial zrobie

Sawyer

Norman

Heavy clouds, no rain
And every move causes pain
Ready kiss, but no love
I feel I'm torn in half
Ardent look, but no heat
It's not you really need
Baby, now it's happened with us
We are dancing on broken glass
Can't stand no more

Never, never let you go
You are the one I'm searching for
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone
Love's carving it in the stone
Never, never let you go
Return the days we had before
Soul of my soul, blood of my blood
Love's carving it in my heart

Gentle words, no aim
It seems we're playing a game
Easy smile, but no fun
Sweet music for no one
Close embrace, but no more
Cold Champagne we forgot to pour
Baby now it's happened with us
We are dancing on broken glass
Can't stand no more

A ja daje tekst z Eurowizji Very Happy

Oczywiscie Rosja, bo koleś był swietny i piosenka tez swietna. Ale Ich Troej dało ciała... i Turcja <lol2>

Jack

Weź Norman... Ich Troje...

Norman

poruta totalna.. Nawet Danzel albo Cerekwicka byli by lepsi od nich... ;/ Chociaz Turka tez dała "czadu" Very Happy

a Litwa wygra! bo sobei wyspiewala to Very Happy

Chester

Ale i tak LORDI rządzi! Very Happy

Kate

Lordi... Taaak... No ale Wiśniewski to przecież podpora Polskiej muzyki... Te zielone włosy... I te gesty kiedy obmacywał brzuch swojej dziewczynie... Boskie... Naprawde boskie...

Norman

Boskie jak dupa zza krzaków. LORDI wymiata!! Very Happy

jak nei litwa to oni dostają nagrode ;] A najlepszy tak naprawde był Rosjanin

Kate

A ten rosjanin to co śpiewał? A dziwo że Kate Ryan się nie dostała, podobno to była faworytka... Ehh... Lordi i ten prawdziwy rock... A ich stroje... Po prostu thebeściaki!

Norman

Never Let You Go. Wystep byl z baletnicami i pianinem

Kate

A to! Pamiętam! A widziałeś tą babkę co miała jakiś pióropiusz na głowie czy coś to było...

Norman

tą na końcu co występowała? masakra ... spiewa wogle nie potrafiła...

Chester

Haah wiem co to bylo. Chyba Islandia Razz

Kate

Jakieś takie odgłosy wydawała... "Oh my God! Oh no!" Tragia...

Norman

No Islandia... gosciowke wziasc tylko i strzelic z wiatrówki Razz

Kate

Przynajmniej byloby ciekawie Wink

Norman

taa strzel w piosenkarza/ke 100pnkt za trafienei w posladek a 1000 miedzy oczy Very Happy

Jack

Dobra zaczynamy konkurs! Razz

Na pierwszy odstrzał idzie... Michał "Wiśnia" Wiśniewski! Yeah!

Norman

oj zabilem go... dostal prosto w czolo.. GDZIE MOJA NAGRODA?!!