Κυριακή 4 Δεκεμβρίου 2011

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Remady Feat. Manu-L - Give Me A Sign (DJ Antoine Vs Mad Mark Radio Edit)

Posted: 04 Dec 2011 05:47 AM PST

Remady - No Superstar (Mr. P!nk Remix)

Posted: 04 Dec 2011 05:30 AM PST

Remady - No Superstar (James Kayne Remix)

Posted: 04 Dec 2011 05:28 AM PST

Rebelde Way, "Bonita de mas", video clip

Posted: 04 Dec 2011 04:11 AM PST

Michael Jackson - Smooth Criminal

Posted: 04 Dec 2011 04:03 AM PST

eminem- welcome 2 hell

Posted: 03 Dec 2011 11:43 AM PST

[Intro] Yeah, told you we'd be back Welcome 2 Hell [Eminem] There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off So cold I done froze my butt off And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off Other words I didn't put a dent in the game compared To the damage I've yet to do As long as you still have feelings to hurt I'll be around as long as you let me get to you Long as I got two balls to palm I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm Get scared little pissants And see if I don't come along and stomp your farm Thunder and lightning, rain, hail Sleet with a tornado's the kind of brainstorm I get So when the wind starts blowing, shit Talking about going in? Going insane is more like it Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard So you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah, go ahead little prick bastard, diss it But when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow Don't ask how much of his passion is it that goes in it Just know, that all he knows is this It's better to kick ass than kiss it Dick dastardly of audacity Mental capacity, unmatched it has to be stopped But it can't be, but man I can't just keep Doing them like that or no one will rap with me Except one, you asked who is it? [Royce] Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches With the ratchet, the book of Matthew A book of matches, lighting them under white linen You about to have to admit it, they pass you the mic Asked you to spit it, you got handed your own ass Your ass in your own hands, I'm sure they gon' laugh When you're going to the bathroom with it Now with what would you come against us Better be something with a big foot pedigree Easily these are the reasons That we need to be in your prayers Each region breeds some MCs that wanna be Which means they wanna breath our air With these ideas, anybody thinkin' That the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime That's like saying that bad boy Piston team didn't need Isaiah [Eminem] Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs I swear, better be aware, there's too much at stake And to find someone this raw on a beat is rare You can kiss my ass and the shit stains on my underwear that I don't even wear [Royce] This gotta be no fair This like hittin' the lottery, oh yeah Who you know hotter there gotta be no pair Shotty that I got a lobotomy, your hair Classic, smack it, smother it, read it and weep it And perhaps you'll have no rebuttalin' In fact, you seein' me in this rap And it's like saying Tila Tequila can sing like Jasmin Sullivan [Eminem] Back to bash her skull again Push a bitch out the Aspen until I get the fuck out of Dodge (Dodge Aspen) Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors You has-beens are duller than color books that ain't colored in Second and third, fourth wind, gotta another win Here they come again, none other than, Bad and Evil Also known as Saddam and Osama Bin It's been a long time But I bet neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right now And we only get iller with time Me and Nickel fucking shit up on the dime so tellin' us to pipe down It's like talking to a meth head Bruce Willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection Fighting it while he's watching internet porn About to meet his death with an erection My God, what I mean is David Carradine jacking his penis in front of his tripod Choking his own neck, what part you don't get? I'm saying I die hard [Royce] When you listen to my bars, nothin' but the F-I-R/ E Comin' out your iPod (we) come up in a place Chicks heads start spinning like motherfuckin' white walls [Eminem] Got your mother suckin' my balls (While we) fuck each other, we punch each other in the eyeballs And I never say I'm sor-ry, the Five-Nine and the Fire Marshall (We) spit with an intensity to shut shit down in the industry Two different entities, with a propensity To put these N-U-T-S up inside of your fucking mouth Welcome to the CD

You’re Never Over Lyrics: Eminem

Posted: 03 Dec 2011 11:25 AM PST

[Chorus] The days are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over [Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me clowns That means suicide homie, you'll never throw me Off of this course, blow me Bitch I do this all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not just talking awards homie And the balls in my court and it's lonely On top of the world when you're the only One with the balls and your shorts To leave them jaws on the floor with no re-morse, remember that when they get to doggin' you boy homie So y'all can just get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop the saga continues, no stoppin' the force Obi, I'm moppin the floors with them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch and it won't be, long til this sport is O-V-E-R, Just Blaze and me, we are knockin' them doors and no we ain't pumpkins on Halloween but we'll show up on your porch, so be careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here so follow me Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P Let me guide you through the smoke G If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my lonely No one who knew me like you will ever know me I don't think you understand how much you meant to me [Chorus] [Bridge] And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse 2] For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, It'll put the dyna in mite Yeah it'll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit hisself Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and spit itself Yeah it's the best thing I could do right now Doody for you is to rap SO Imma fuck til I die, yeah Imma do it to death And itstead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, Imma need two mics Cuz the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped Just finished the rhyme and buss it', excuse the corny metaphor They'll never catch up (ketchup) to all this energy that I've mustered (mustard) So God just help me out while I fight through this grievin' process lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous But this depression ain't takin me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, pacin' these hallways You had faith in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And Imma show em, blow em out the water slaughter em homes I'mma own so many belts the only place they can hit me is below em Homie I know I'm, never gonna be the same without you I never woulda came in this game, I'm going insane without you Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another dream about you You told me to get up, I got up, I spread my wings and I flew You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me nah Doodi you're not layin' on that table I knew I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew There wasn't no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies, and Proof not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord I'm so thankful, please don't think I don't feel grateful, I do Just grant me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through So homie this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you Doody [Chorus] And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [End] Read more: http://www.killerhiphop.com/eminem-youre-never-over-lyrics/#ixzz1fV92orH0

Οι αποτυχημένες σχέσεις της Lady Gaga

Posted: 03 Dec 2011 11:07 AM PST

H Lady Gaga αποκάλυψε ότι η μεγάλη επαγγελματική επιτυχία ...; που γνωρίζει έχει αρνητικό αντίκτυπο στις ερωτικές της σχέσεις. «Έχω αυτή την αντίδραση στους ανθρώπους, όπου όλα ξεκινάνε πολύ καλά. Όταν έχω σχέση με κάποιον άνθρωπο που είναι επίσης δημιουργικός ή τουλάχιστον δημιουργικός με το δικό του τρόπο, η έλξη είναι εκεί, και όλα είναι μονόκεροι και ουράνια τόξα. Και μετά με μισούν». Η τραγουδίστρια πιστεύει ότι αυτό οφείλεται στο ότι έχει μια επιτυχημένη καριέρα που οι άντρες της δυσκολεύονται να δεχτούν. «Ίσως είναι ένας διαγωνισμός ποιανού το πέος είναι μεγαλύτερο», είπε σε συνέντευξή της στο Vanity Fair. «Αν πάω στο πιάνο και γράψω στα γρήγορα ένα τραγούδι, νευριάζουν με το πόσο γρήγορο και απλό είναι. Αυτή είμαι και δεν απολογούμαι γι' αυτό. Αλλά είναι απαίσιο όταν κάποιος που αγαπάς σε έχει πείσει ότι ποτέ δεν θα είσαι αρκετά καλή για οποιονδήποτε. Μια φορά μια σχέση μου μου είπε, 'Θα πεθάνεις μόνη σου σε ένα τεράστιο σπίτι, με όλα σου τα χρήματα και τις επιτυχίες, και θα πεθάνεις μόνη'».

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