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Listen കഴിഞ്ഞു പോയ കാലം - Kazhinju poya kalam


Lyrics

Answers (Lootpack)




[Madlib]
This nigga take it back like blacksploitation flicks
And afros where niggas trying to catch this shit
I was "uhh" three years ago
If you didn't know that we keep it fresh like douche
If you didn't know y'all need that extra push (when y'all up on the mic)
We're rushing through with raw delight
We're dropping that shit while y'all niggas bite
Speaking 'bout ya copycats (ya copycats)
Ya weak beats and ya sloppy raps (ya sloppy raps)
We come though spreading light
While ya weak lyrics spread negative hype
We kicking true forms of music, sketches of sound increase
Niggas try to stop the force, (you know we on course)
Thinking that they have the source (when ya catch 'em, show 'em no remorse)

[Wild Child]
Hey man, I've got a question for you,
Can you feel me? Speaking on you wack MC's
Ya saying "Not really", that's cuz I cut ya hands off
Time to set the story straight, brothers looking for their fate
You was that nerd fake cat who went to school at Lamda Lamda
Trying not to recite the rhymes so you bite the poems
I slap your lip, so you talk sideways like Sly Stallone
Face the truth, my fists are guided to knock your left tooth
Lyrically, ya moms rhymes better than you and she's deaf mute
Step two times to the left, throw up ya fists
Direct 'em towards those wack MC's please as I reminisce
You might have more dollars than you have common sense
The LP's stand ground like Hercules
Let's take that fake cat, break back and make black
People around the world realize they trying to play us like 8-track
I formulate rhymes to educate all those who's killing
Music be the only way to express how I'm feeling
Ya conniving like Clinton, with more nerve than, Judge Judy
You'd be a good**looking girl because ya rhymes sound booty

[Madlib]
But on that subject, on talking bout ya wack MC's
Ya comin' like counterfeit (phony)
But back in the days y'all wasn't no killas, gambinos, or gangsta G's
Y'all up on some other shit,
(Talkin' bout ya shooting off clips)
Yo, we waiting for the Mothership,
But most of y'all niggas is the reason that half of us brothers have split
(Yo, it's a damn shame)
You know I'm kicking true to the game
You know I am to keep it real
Like my nigga Kaz, I'm letting off battle drills
I'm your replacement (replacement)
Madlib up in the basement (Madlib up in the basement)

[Wild Child]
Now on that subject,(What you talkin' about, cat?) talking 'bout ya wack
MC's
We drop a soundpiece, we keep it, we keep it, we keep it real
Not like them fake gangsta G's
I rock the mic and strike while dictating light
I'm peaking, you keep weakening like Kryptonite
Yo, what I'm tired of, absence of the High Above
Niggas riot up, and then blame it on the blaze they've fired up
So I'm bringing back something that was never lost
Cuz you know we can't just forget about them peeps who's strictly conscious
The 8-0-5 niggas got soul like Kato
When you swing I'll block blows, rock roll the cradle
So, ay yo, on beats I'm like the Tazmanian Tornado
Wild Child live from the 5 that be 8-0!

Episodes (Lootpack)




featuring Kazi God's Gift Declaime Oh No Medaphoar

*radio skipping*

Episode #1: Kazi & Madlib

[Kazi]
I'm down with all the illest ain't no crabs all around me
So put your head together you still couldn't find me
Where I be and how I live is ill

[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

[Kazi]
Yeah, you wanna fight don't ya, you wanna bite don't ya?
The involvement of a new coast is here
To take your soul, rearrange it with flows
You're unknown, come across our line, you get blown
Too many bids, ain't no puttin' together
Restorin' your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever

[Madlib]
You talking bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow
But your flow be like oil and water, it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, cuz your style ain't even Hip Hop related

*scratches*

[Kazi]
This be the Kazi, my niggas call me Kaz
How does it feel to be mixed up and lost?
First of all, you shouldn't have bit the next rapper
Now your mind's confused, you lose, talkin' bout you paid dues

[Madlib]
Slay crews, when you ain't even at phase two
Talking about take two? You only get one take
Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estates
Plus they just might take ya papes, plus you won't remember no plates
So don't have no mistakes, steppin' over this way

[Kazi]
Second to last, but not least, hey yo, Kazi's here to rip it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and then split
It's like this, yo I'm up on some bliz
Total techniques for the hip hop kids

[Madlib]
Yo we puttin' the lid on ya, if you're wack you're a goner
Cuz we on a war path, droppin' math cuz we only wanna
Keep this hip hop real, innovatin' new styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real

*radio skippping*

Episode #2: God's Gift

I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the tupperware
It's the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a sport brain
Who came complete with all terrain capabilities
Track trail blazing a path of traveling freely
Beyond the vanity of border ampedence hindering
Progress intending to enhance those plagued with
Recessive styles, relying on primal rage
Disengaged pushing trivial, unimportant material
Virtually there, but still visually impaired
Point of views defusing the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, cuz you dwell on surface knowledge
Dig deeper into my speech or the only way you'll learn
Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in layman's terms
We now have confirmation, pure order has swarmed
Like locusts consuming all vegetation
Into waste land fills fresh water wells seeping
Poisonous corrosion as a business proposition
Exposing flesh in nuclear explosions
Forming glowing boils at the point of contact of deforming
The surviving po**tion as mass retations
Resulting from advanced hip hop experimentations
On the island of Madlib Monroe
CDP pouring beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs

*radio skipping*

Episode #3: Declaime

I'm cool with who I be, Lyric slanger from CDP
Got shit locked up like slaves out at sea
Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine
Suck up all the sunrays and then outshine
Till I blind all eyesights all over the planet
When I rhyme right, I outstand it
Cool with my ways, so chilled that most can't stand it
Y'all knows me, the rhyme wise who stays high
With fortys in my lap bust that old school boom bap
All over this map, for I be that down ass, South Cali poet,
Ya know it to be The D-E-C-L-A-I-M-E,
Doin my thang in this ring
Knockin' niggas down with what I bring
Crazy chaos your way off
So swing ya partners are around
Do the hump to my sound
** it, all panties down to ya ankles
Bending back**over microphone entangles
Strangles all ya got chokes like chronic smoke
I'll take a toke and pass it to all my niggas,
to all my niggas...take two and pass

*radio skipping*

Episode #4: Medaphoar & Oh No

Chorus: Medaphoar

Everyday it's like a level in this game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some MC's get blitzed
Situations got your mind in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to M-E-D, because your rhymes will be fold

[Medaphoar]
Straight in all black on the attack be Medaphoar so freeze back
So rappin' imitators get peeled back when I'm in combat
I got them rhymes to make ya shake the spot when Medaphoar's near
My rhyme's been set to blow up different spots so MC's stand clear
I fear no MC's alive because my dangerous rhyme
Survives battles worldwide, until my cities recognize
For every rhyme that's built to self destruct three seconds after the buck
Niggas better duck, or take that risk to get stuck
It's this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth frying
Sippin on the E&J and smoking blunts stuffed with Hawaiian Chronic
For my homey S** in SB, rhymes on the shiesty
Niggas on the run when Medaphoar is on the gun
MC's out to get me from all of the battles I won
Med, comin from the west, so represents where I'm from
Lyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop
Fresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme don't stop

Chorus: Oh No

Cuz everyday it's like a level in this game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some MC's get blitzed
Situations got your mind in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to Oh No, because your rhymes will be fold

[Oh No]
In this game, I ain't trying to see that wack rhyme bacteria
That's some next shit, material starts external
But also interior when y'all frauds claim imperial
Breaking down your inferior while you listen to your superior
Some niggas know me as "Oh No"
But in reverse in ya in the middle, I'm "on ya ho"
So slow your roll because I fold emcees like rhumatism
Syndrome and break 'em down like compression when I be up in 'em
I skip more MC's than scratch compilations CD's
To have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical oddities
The heart's cold to make hell freeze, slash hot like a flame
I spread like dead grass up in the hills so run for your**
I'm known as assassin from the west livin' it up
Kaliwild shakin up the best, messin 'em up
This nigga's known as Medaphoar and I be the disrupt
Vocally tearing you up from the ground up

*radio skipping*

Episode #5: Wild Child

Chorus: Wild Child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all that when you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"

[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get mopped 10 times
My rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines cuz I feep I'm
The responsible obstacle
For you non-freestyling MC's kickin' lots of bull
I rock shit till the Eucalyptus
Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the point ya mic tells you,
"You can't rip this" I'll get it exited and, get the crowd hyped and
Slap you up with my right hand and
Find out you're a little white man with a slight tan
Wild Child'll take ya**out like lightning
Fresh in the flesh, steadily enlighting this mic
The fact that you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetence
Step to Jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidence
Ya bro's out there know you have no composure
You unnoticibly slide to the back of thee
Open mic session with ya little wack faculty
Thirty minutes, prior to getting there, claiming you had the knack to be
The dopest MC, that was the most inactively
Statement you ever said to Jack, you see
The day you took hip hop into ya hands was an act of lunacy
So, if ya feel me, yo if ya feel me, party people say it
"La La La La", come on, come on, come on, come on...
my people say "La La La La"

Chorus: Wild Child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all that when you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"

Hayata Küstüm (Cash Flow)

Cash Flow - Hayata Küstüm

Yasamak sorun oldu
Hayallerim kayboldu
Cash Flow dogdu
Bu gece ölümüne hissettim
Kiskanc gözlerim affettim
Cigerime cektim
Köseme cekildim
Bos kefenin cebi bile bos
Güldüm cok hos
Ya aydinliklara kossana evlat
Bize bak yanlis yapani hep yak!
Kömür olsun gene giden ömür olsun
Gözler dolsun, sözler acilara konsun
Anam avradim olsun
Alirim girtlagini,sabir et allahini
Inkâr etme,sükret yasamak cok gec
Cünkü reddettin,kendini kestin
Poyraz ile karanliklarin üstüne estin!
Zibanayı test ettim.
Vurdum cigaralik ölüyorum Allahim yaralandik
Bir baktik yalniz kaldik iki yarali, kaderi budalali
Dert cile cekmek sokakta sirtini ekmek yok
Devriye gezen memurlar sok oluyor
Rep doluyor kalbimin odalarina
Zorlama beni emiri
Cash Flow u beynine kaz
Izmir kis,yaz farketmez
Yeraltinda kimseyi affetmez
Coluk cocuk dert etmez
Savasimiz asla bitmez
Kendini bilmez isyankâr neye fayda?
Son pismanlik! -pismanlik besliyoruz biz
Kalmadi dostluk ne de aklımda bir iz..


Her sey üstüste gelmedi mi?
Paralar dertleri vermedi mi?
Derbeder ölmedi mi?
Cevap verin o senin vatandasin,askerin
Rastgele maskenin arkasina saklandin
Belki aklandin
Cünkü haplandin
Ölüyorsun kanin akiyor koç
Sen de görüyorsun!


Gülmek bu kadar zor olmamali
Isyanim var ama Allah'a degil!
Baktim,baktim pencereden
Dalmis gitmis ruhum gökyüzüne
Bunalimin esiri oldum ciktim
Agladim her gece tek basima
Yaralarima merhem olacak birini bulamadim ariyorum hâlâ
Ölümü düsündüm her gece bedenim yatsin artik cansiz ve
Birini düsündüm beni tutsun ceksin bu adam hep sanssiz
Biliyorum beni düsünen birileri var ebedi sabrim abartisiz
Yasiyorum her günümü -dut kurusu- gibi cok ciddi yalansiz
Anlam veremedim,veremiyorum insanlar yapiyor hep rol
Benim gibi iyilerse yerinde kötüler aliyor hep yol
İyi niyetime hep kendimi verdim degisemez artik cok zor
Durumuna baktim kendine dikkat dostlari tanimak cok zor
Yalancinin mumu yandi söndü kullar göremedi hep kördü
Yasama sevincimi kaybettim ve tutkum kalmadi söndü
Cevreme kendime baktim inanamadım müskül hayrete düstüm
Kaldım yine tek basıma bombos dünya ahiret hayata küstüm!


Her sey üstüste gelmedi mi?
Paralar dertleri vermedi mi?
Derbeder ölmedi mi?
Cevap verin o senin vatandasin,askerin
Rastgele maskenin arkasina saklandin
Belki aklandin
Cünkü haplandin
Ölüyorsun kanin akiyor koç
Sen de görüyorsun!
Bu satiri sikiyorum,ben fex ortaligin amina koyuyorum!
Bu sarkiyi buldum,Cash Flow askiylan doldum
Bu tür cabalarla dikkat ceker oldum,
Kendimin hudutlarinda bir cicektim,soldum!

Zimy Czas (Anita Lipnicka)

W moim domu zimy czas
zewszad wieje zimny wiatr
platki kwiatow pokryl lod
to co zylo zmrozil mroz

W mej sypialni pada snieg
slysze jego niemy szept
zimny ksiezyc woknie lsni
w zimnym lozku zimne snia sie sny...

Ukryc sie nie mam gdzie
chlod po kosc przenika mnie
martwe palce moich rak
na mych ustach srebrny szron

Odkad zegar przestal bic
ja przestalam liczyc dni
czekac juz nie mam sil
czekac juz nie mam sil...

Ref: Gdziekolwiek jestes
uslysz wolanie me
kimkolwiek jestes
niech wszystkie drogi
do mnie prowadza Cie
kimkolwiek jestes
ogrzej mnie...

Przybadz juz kochanku moj
w cieplych slowach do mnie mow
w cieplozoltym swietle dnia
zdejmij ze mnie zimy czar

Bursztynowe oczy miej
w oczach Twych zakwitnac chce
Przybadz juz kochanku moj
Przybadz juz kochanku moj...

Ref: Gdziekolwiek jestes...etc. 2 x
... i nie kaz dluzej mi czekac
i nie kaz dluzej mi czekac...

**y Song (With **y Female Moaning) (Rocky Burnette)

DreamEgo Records


Intro:

it's a **y **y song baby
summer time
u know why i like it...

it's Cihan Ozdemir,B*tch!

Chorus X2

Sen bi **y Par�§a AH
Bu bi **y Par�§a AH
Durma salla kal�§a AH
ritmi diil salsa AH
kaldir beni de dansa AH
kalbin 40 derece ateÃ??le yansa
bu gece burayi durma haydi (Woman Moaning) salla


Verse 1

Her masalda prensesimsin
en derinden etkilensin
yer ve zemin parti baÃ??lar
ad�±m yans�±r duvara arkada�?lar
yanlarimda keyfim zaten 10 numara bardak bo�?sa doldur geride durma gel yan�±ma
kafa da bi dunya
kapali gi�?e bu r�¼ya
adim cihan yanar d�¶nerdir her lazerde g�¶ky�¼z�¼nde ismim ar�?a kaz�±n�±r
istisnai bir durumda bi sonraki haftasonuna b�±rak�±l�±r
her clubta ritmim var her diskoda forsum
dostum ayak uydur kaptir kendine ritme varsin olsun
ve dans et engele takilma dikkat et hayat m�¼�?terek
ve beklemekle gelmez bebek biraz gidip tak�±lman gerek.




Chorus X2

Sen bi **y Par�§a AH
Bu bi **y Par�§a AH
Durma salla kal�§a AH
ritmi diil salsa AH
kaldir beni de dansa AH
kalbin 40 derece ateÃ??le yansa
bu gece burayi durma haydi (Woman Moaning) salla


Hook x2

Bana daha ne kadar ac�± �§ektirebilirsin hadi g�¶ster
Sana daha ne kadar anlatmam gerekir bilmem bilemem ben
Sabaha kadar calsa parcam buralar bana hep dar.
Senin kahrini ceken de suc git ara bul istedigini yar.


English Verse:

My Music is lyrical just like a miracle
u just listen it but i'm not american
yeah bitch i'm famous but i don't care if my life is going to live in jails,
i deserved it,you asked how? i always said that i'm ready to bang like blow
i have some cash when u saw them u just like wow
when i'm in the studio i record my life
when i'm on the stage i sing it and you bounce
you guess that is first attack but i'm living in underground for years.
in the beginning i made rap for some beers but nowadays i make it for billion dollars
yeah i'm stanky rich bitch,cuz i deserved rap to make me rich

(Final Chorus & Outro)

it's **y **y song mama
you're **y **y whore haha
i'm ready to go to dance floor
do u wanna come with me?
ok let's go to make it real SHAWTY!

Niebieskooki Sen (Slodki Calus Od Buby)

Przed takim deszczem, mila, nie warto sie chronic-
Zawsze cie znajdzie, zawsze cie w koncu dogoni.
Znów bez powodu góry sie placzem zaniosly,
O takim deszczu spiewac bedziemy do wiosny.

Wieczór nadchodzi mgla znad potoków,
Na góry kladzie sie cien...
Jak kazdej nocy snil bede dzis
Mój niebieskooki sen.

Przed takim sloncem, mila, nie warto sie chronic-
Zawsze cie znajdzie, zawsze cie w koncu dogoni.
Chmury rozproszy, blaskiem rozjasni nam oczy,
O takim sloncu marzyc bedziemy do wiosny.

Wieczór nadchodzi mgla znad potoków...

Przed przeznaczeniem, mila, nie warto sie chronic-
Zawsze cie znajdzie, zawsze cie w koncu dogoni.
Wiatr od polonin miekko zaplata ci wlosy,
Podejdz tu blizej, nie kaz mi czekac do wiosny.

Wiatr od polonin miekko zaplata ci wlosy,
Podejdz no blizej, nie kaz mi czekac do wiosny.

Wieczór nadchodzi mgla znad potoków...

Ljubio Sam Snasu Na Salasu (Peter Brown)

E, bas sam onomad razmislj'o od cega pravidu tambure, pa sam
pit'o i, i Mitu, i Proku, i onog Mileta Devica, birtasa, zna li
kogod, pa niko nije znao da mi kaze. A onda mislim, na posletku,
nije to bas tako zdravo ni vazno. Jer, evo, i ova moja tambura, i
stara i bog zna kakva, i zvoni i zveci, a opet svira. Pa cu probati
sada na njoj da vam odsviram, pa mog'o bih kas'ti da ispripovedam
sta mi se jedared desilo kad sam isao u Idjos na vasar, a jos
sam deran bio.

Krenem ti ja jedared u Idjos, bio tamo neki vasar. Sad, jel'
vasar, jel' sajam, bas ne mogu tacno da se setim. Al' sta bilo da
bilo, baba mi je dao nesto novaca, sta sam ja onda mogao imati,
jedno osamnaest, devetnaest godina, uveliko sam se momcio vec po
sokacima, pa mi je baba rekao: "Na sine para, idi u Idjos i kupi
kakvog lepog konja. Ne marim kakvog, sad, jel' zdrepca, jel'
pastuva, jel' ajgira, samo kobile nemoj!" E bas tako mi je rekao.
Baba nikad nije mlogo bas voleo kobile. Sad sam ga i ja razum'o,
otkad sam odrastao.
I tako sam krenuo, pa sam hteo nekom precicom, preko polja. Nisam
se setio onog sto kazu: preko prece - naokolo blize. Ono bilo
letno doba, sto bi kaz'li Englezi, Summer time, when the living
is easy, tu negde preobrazenije, moz' biti tako, devetnaesti,
dvadeseti avgust mesec. Sunce odskocilo, podne, a od tog druma ni
traga ni glasa. Kanda da sam zalutao. Bogami, kanda da sam
zalutao. A gladan i zedan i umoran. Jos mi je mati kazla: "Ponesi
stagod za jelo". "Ta", reko, "mani mati, naopako, sta cu nosit,
tu za dva sata, casom cu ja". Al', vraga, bas mi je falilo.

I vidim, neki salas se beli u senci oraja. Sad, jesu l' bili
kokosovi oraji ili kakvi drugi, to ne mogu da se setim, al',
reko', 'ajd da svratim, sad sto, sta me kosta? Valjda ce mi dati
parce 'leba i masti i malo aleve paprike odgore, pa ondak casu
vode, a nad'o sam se i kakav tanak spricer, sto Madjari kazu
"Hozsu lepes", a to na madjarskom znaci "dugacak korak".

I kad sam dosao na taj salas, prvo sto sam video, na astalu
cipovka 'leba bela, vidilo se da je frisak, onako, res malko. A
po avliji svuda trcidu pilici, brojleri oni sto se zovu. Lepo i
dan - danas vidim kako onako po avliji se muvaju levo - desno.
Odskrinita vrata od pusnice. A tu... E, divota jedna! Odma'
ogladnim kad se toga setim. sunke, slanine, a znas koje slanine?
One 'nako sto ima red slanine pa red sunke, pa red slanine pa red
sunke, pa tako jedno pet - sest puta, ti redovi. Pa ondak, ondak
dzigernjace, pa svargle, pa krvavice... A dole jedno plekano bure
puno cvaraka i drozdina. sto bi kaz'li Japanci, ikebana, prava
ikebana. Nista mene to nije, sto bi kazl'o, onako, taklo, iako sam
bio gladan k'o vrag. E, vec neka plava snasa sto se muvala levo -
desno po avliji i 'ranila vec pomenute, one - pilice...

Da sam tada im'o kucu i njivu,
pet - sest svinja i bar jednu kravu,
i avliju, u njoj jabuku il' sljivu
uz'o bih tu snasu plavu.

Pitam: "Jel', di su ti baba i mati?"
Ona rece mi ovako:
"Baba do utorka nece da se vrati,
a s materom cemo lako!"

Pa, da te ne sla`em, za jedno frtalj sata, u vr' glave...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
kako ima brkatog muza.

Tek tad videh iza plasta sena
s nekim vilama muza njena.
On mi rece: "Jel' ti, vandrokasu,
puscaj o'ma moju snasu!"

A pre toga, sad, jel' sekundu, jel' dve, ne znam...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
kako ima brkatog muza.

Kad vec ja nisam prevrn'o, bud'te bar vi sad tako pametni pa
prevrn'te plocu, jer sa druge strane ima jos, sta je posle bilo.

Od tog doba u vasioni su se odigrale mloge neverovatne pojave.
Eto, bas onomad sam citao, ta Kohoteklova kometla, i sve te zvezde
sas repom, pa ondak onaj Bermudski troug'o 'di na cudan nacin
nestajadu silni avioni i brodovi. Tol'ko brodova nestalo tamo da
se ja vec malko brinem i za Slavonski Brod da mu se sta ne desi.
Pa ondak Rusi u kosmosu, pa, ne znam, Amerikanci u kosmosu, pa
Kinezi u kosmosu, pa Bogicevic u Ko... Pa svi u kosmosu. cudo
jedno!

A to sam sve kaz'o samo da bi malko ilustrovao, ovako, ta mistika
i to, sta se sve desava, jer ja sta god sam zamislj'o, sta god
sam sanjao, to sve mi se ostvarilo. Sve mi se bas ostvarilo. Eto,
onomad mi bas umro tetak, iz Gospodjinaca, i ostavio mi dvanaest
jutara zemlje, ritske, znas kakve? Kazu navodnjavaj, ne znam,
djubri, prskaj, ovo, ono, 'ibridi... Ma kakvi, znas kakva je ovo
zemlja? Tu kad bi dugmad posej'o opet bi nesto niklo. Ja ti kazem
- tu bi mog'o sejati i kikiriki, i articokle, ondak ono, ono drvo
sto crnci pravidu lebac od njega. I, cudo jedno, pa sve bi tu
izraslo. Takva zemlja.

A u selu - dve kuce. Jedna bas na glavnom sokaku. Da ti ne
kazem ni kako se zove sokak, ni koji je broj od kuce, al' kad
dodjes, odma' ces videti. Odma', odma' se to vidi. Eej, sest
pendzera sas ulice, od toga cetiri kibicfensteri, pa onako, kad
metnem muskatle, a zimi kad nema nikakvog drugog cveca, ondak one
zimske ruze, sitne, one zute, sto lepo onako mirisu, pa divota da
ljudi prolaze pa sve gledaju pa govore: "Ju sto je lepo, ju sto
je divno!", i jos svasta govore. Kako i ne bi. Druga kuca mi tu,
celo crkve, isto na lakat, isto je lepa i puna k'o oko, samo sto
je sa slamenim krovom. Al' ne mari, tu mi sad baba zivi i mati.

A salas, e, pitas kol'ki mi je. Ne bih ti mog'o kaz'ti kol'ki je.
I ja sam voleo da znam pa sam onomad zvao geometra, cak iz
Segedina da izmeri al' nije mogao siroma', na polak se onesvestio.
Eto. Ne moze to odjedared. Al' evo, da uzmes konja ujutru, al'
dobrog konja, pa uzjases pa jases, i, jases i jases, do uvece,
znas, i uvece i tebi i konju dosta, i mislite, "Gdi smo i krenuli
da jasemo?" - a jos ste na mom salasu. Eto, tol'ki je.

U stali - sest konja. cetir' ova, sto ih prezem, sad, jel' u
taljige jel' kad orem, ili tako stagodj. A dva bela, ona paradosa,
samo kad je, kad su neki svecari, jel' u zimu, tu tako oko Svetog
Jovana, kad ih upregnem u saonice, pa s praporcima, pa - divota
jedna.

Krava imam petnaest komada i to simentalke, one 'olandske. Znas
kakve su? K'o iz opateke da su izasle. Da stanes pa da gledas, da
kazes: "E, ove sigurno nosidu tetrapak mleko!", takve su. A nije,
nose obicno mleko k'o i nase krave, samo sto su takve ciste, k'o
sa cokolade, sa onih slika, mlecne cokolade i tako, divota jedna.

Svinja imam dvajes'-pet komada jorksir i dvajes'-pet komada, sad,
jel', berksir il' bert lankaster, ne znam, uvek tu brkam od
ta dva imena. Pa imam nesto i mangurica, imam i prasica.
zivine? Tol'ko zivine nisi vid'o. Da naranim polak Afrike. Znas sta
je: curaka i moraka i pataka i gusaka, jesam jos stagod zaboravio
- svejedno, imam svega. Pa to sam probao sas digitronom da
izbrojim kol'ko imam pa mi iskocio osigurac, ne mos'! Al' vidi
ovako, na primer: nekad se probudim, pogledam kroz pendzer, pa
reko': "Ju, sneg pao!", znas, beli se salas. Pa ondak mislim, pa
ne moze biti sneg, naopako, letno doba, kakvi sneg?! A ono - jaja
po salasu! I ne mozes skupiti. Unajmim mobu da skuplja jaja, pa
ne moze, dok skupim, opet polak muckovi.

Imam nesto i novaca, nije da nemam. Ne bi voleo o tom da pricam,
kol'ko imam i gdi ih drzim.

Samo, znas, da ti kazem o'ma', slabo meni vajda od svega toga sto
sam ti nabrojao. Znas, kad tako nekad uleto, kad opali kakva
omorina, a ja se prevrcem levo - desno po onoj dunji, pa ne mogu
da zaspim, znas, pa onda izadjem na kong, pa sednem na basamke,
pa gledam u zvezde i mislim: "Otac mu i te zvezde, kol'ko toga
ima - ne mozes to ni izbrojati, cudo jedno!" Da!

E, vis, ondak se s mlogo tuge setim...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
za tog njenog brkatog muza.

(Eh, da ga je tamni vek moj zacrnio, kad sam ga i video i kad je
dosao i sve... A sad, sta bilo da bilo...)

... muza.

Husmagnes (Watch My Dying)

DUGattyú sikított beindult a g. kibÍROM amíg csak elÉG lesz a sz. a kORMÁNY mögött míg vezetsz szótlanul k. kÍVánok elINTéz a súly de tudod O ez szÁMÍT mert beLEPUSZTULok ha +állsz 1X miattam hogy L O hALJAk de valakinek akkor is vezetni kell kÖTözd be óvd az arcodat O lÁSSA senki mid MARadt O lÁSSA senki rejTEkét viseld a csókom sebhelyét magamat ütöm BenNEd tÉGed ütLEk a fejemben KIszakadt hajcsoMÓKAt hAGYok a szanaszét rEPEdt kiLINCSben TÉRdeplő inTEgrált álomkör inVERzál míg vÉGül fORDÍTVA Húsmágnes vonz vISSZA a sz.l szökő gŐZ +ÉGet talán a hátam mögött jön a dühöngő kazán NEhézvÍZ feSZÍTi üres O mARAd vakon húz a csőbe a váákum-g...

Itildik (Manga)


Bir kez daha kazık yedik bekledik
Durduk mal gibi, gene güvendik,
Gene inandık, gene sevindik
Umutsuzluğa düşünce bile direndik
Engel tanımayıp yolumuza devam ettik derken, bir şeyi geç anladık;
Meğer asıl engel bunca zaman inandığımız insanlarmış... farkettik
Gene kazık yedik, gene güvendik,
Bütün düşler boşuna merdiveni olmayan bir kuyuya itildik, itildik, itildik, biz itildik!

Tam inandık, tam güvendik, tam sevindik derken vurdular bizi
Tam inandık, tam güvendik, tam sevindik derken kovdular bizi

Sonra bir kez daha kazık yedik bekledik
Beraber uçacağız dendi gene sevindik, gene inandık, gene güvendik
Artık umutsuzluğa düşer gibi değildik.
Engel tanımayıp, her şeyin üstünden uçacağız derken,
Bir şeyi geç anladık;
Meğer asıl engel, taktığımız sahte kanatlarmış... farkettik.
Gene kazık yedik, gene güvendik,
Bütün düşler boşuna merdiveni olmayan bir kuyuya itildik, itildik, itildik, biz itildik!

Tam inandık, tam güvendik, tam sevindik derken vurdular bizi
Tam inandık, tam güvendik, tam sevindik derken kovdular bizi

İz Bırakanlar Unutulmaz by Shadowfex

Bir kız vardı güzeldi sanki ve senindi
Gözlerinde saklı bir belki ve senindi

O çocuk var ya o sendin sanki ve deliydi
Uyusaydı büyürdü belki, ve deliydi
O çocuk var ya o sendin sanki ve deliydi
Derdi ki yarın bitermiş her şey ve bitti

Bir ev vardı küçüktü belki ve bizimdi
Odalarda ışık yüzerdi sanki ve bizimdi
O ev vardı ya bizimdi ama bir gün
Hiç doğamadı güneş ve her şeyi bitirdi
(Anladı birgün bitermiş her şey ve bitti)

Ver ver ateşe ver bizi
Bir iz bırak burada
İz bırakanlar unutulmaz
Ver ver ateşe evimizi
Bir iz bırak burada
İz bırakanlar unutulmaz

Kal Yanımda by Shadowfex

Her gün sabahtan akşama
Saatinle başbaşa
Kalmadı takvimde tek bir sayfa
Kuruyup solma aynaya baka baka
Ne söyleyeceksen söyle sen dobra dobra

Biliyorum yalnızsın sabahtan akşama
Söylemek istiyorsun bir şeyler bana
Ya da vurmak yüzümün ortasına
Ne yapacaksan yap artık hadi durma

Hadi durma
Hadi durma
Hadi vur
Hadi vur bana

Sanki bir şeyler var arkanda
Anlatmaya korkuyorsun bana
Hadi durma hadi vur bana
Bırak onları kal yanımda

Tomášovi (Tata Bojs)

nechápeš že pláču můj milý Tome když vidím nebohé zvíře jak tone nadevše miluju zelený les
tobě stačí elektronický pes

mᚠpocit že jsem trochu mystik
pro mě je magie ten tvůj joystick mluvit na tebe při tvých hrách
je jako házet na zeď hrách

mám svůj svět
ty mᚠsvůj
můj nakresli svůj narýsuj
pak máme ještě jeden
a v tom se spolu vždycky sejdem

já mám svůj voňavý svět
tebe trápí silikonová paměť
v mých očích úsměv vše léčí
tvůj program má undo radši

fotku tvou otírám od prachu
tu mojí sis dal někam na plochu
o lásce není třeba podávat důkaz
ty jsi můj nejdražší přírodní úkaz

tvůj svět je celý virtuální
v tom mém je všechno naturální
pak máme ještě jeden
a v tom se spolu vždycky sejdem


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