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| Alexander Gagin | 12:52, December 4th 2001 |
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| Alexander Gagin | 14:48, December 22nd 2001 |
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Join the Dots
http://www.dotmusic.com/news/September2001/news21986.asp UPDATE: 'Join the Dots' finds Western soundtracks mixed with dancehall extravagance as Jurassic 5's Chali 2na swaps baritone raps with Rodney's chillum drawl. |
| Alexander Gagin | 18:11, December 22nd 2001 |
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мы наклоняемся и продолжаем забивать
Очень тяжело читаемый текст, я практически ничего не понимаю, очень много незнакомых слов. Смешной результат получается, если сунуть текст в translate.ru - робот-переводчик не понимает отсутствия точек-запятых в стихотворной записи столбцом, и получается следующее: Бригадир разорвал бионическую zit-splitter Головокружительную скорость, мы топим десять пинт ожесточенных, мы наклоняемся весь день, и некоторые говорят, что это - не производительное, которые зависят от демонов, что Вы прикреплены с Причиной прямо сейчас, я вижу более ясный чем, больше всего я сижу, здесь борясь с этим сыром на тосте, я чувствую боль голода третьего мира Переход, мы считаем их благословениями и продолжаем забивать Впрочем, и с точками получается то же. Впрочем, даже в таком виде это читается и сочетается с музыкой. Artist: Roots Manuva Album: Run Come Save Me Title: Sinny Sin Sins (Roots Manuva) Sin sinners, I got to talk to you about your sins Sins on street corners, Sins in your shops Sinny Sin Sins in your streets of yours Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? There are no Sins like sins. I was raised in a pentecostal Church of God My father was the deacon, he used to stand preaching I used to to steal collection, I used to catch a beating Forgive me Lord, I knew not what I did I was just a kid, trying to hustle up a quid Feeling kinda ashamed, riding in the Church right Bible in my hand, dressed in my sunday best. Reach a Churchyard and I'm feeling depressed I'm in the midst of the well-dressed, talking 'bout singing, singing thanks and praise to the king of the Jews And I'm all confused, 'cos I can't see the sense Why should I turn the other cheek and get beat? Ain't no peace without war so who am I? The faster drives benz, got me looking to the sky singing soon, very soon, we gonna see the king Soon oh, very soon, we all gonna be blamed. Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? There are no Sins like sins. Woke up one Sunday, feeling kinda raw I said "Dad, I don't really want to go Church no more" Soon as I said shit, I felt a slap to my jaw He said "Son, as long as your living under my roof Your gonna heed my interpretation of the truth And the truth is right here It's written in this book the Holy Bible It's the key to survival so you best heed the word" He said, "Do as I say, not what I do And you'll see, goodness will follow you" begrudgingly, I ironed my shirt, polish my shoes Went to Chruch and I took in their far-out views with their strange perceptions of Heaven and Hell. To this very day I still fight down their spell 'Cos all that we pray, we still stay poor With that leaky roof dripping on the front room floor. Sins gonna make you cry Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? There are no Sins like sins. Please don't get me twisted, I'm far from a heathen This is just a simple song of basic rhyme and reason It's not my meaning to demean or blaspheme But most things in the Bible ain't as plain as they seem Can I trust King James to translate these papers? Do I need a middle-man to link with the creator Amazing grace, how sweet the sound Church band plays, now I'm spending my pound Looking for a short-cut to the road to Zion We can't fool God, but we wasting time trying Two third of the truth is yet to be told Two thousand years of corruption soon unfold Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? There are no Sins like sins Artist: Roots Manuva Album: Witness (1 Hope) 12" Title: Witness (1 Hope) Taskmaster burst the bionic zit-splitter Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter We lean all day and some say that ain't productive That depend upon the demons that you're stuck with Cause right now, I see clearer than most I sit here contending with this cheese on toast I feel the pain of a third world famine Segue, we count them blessings and keep jamming It's him scumbag, scum of the earth, his worth was nil Until he gained the skill of tongues From fifteen years young straight to my greyback self I stay top shelf material, jerk chicken, jerk fish Breakaway slave, bliss Generate gees and then we stash 'em in the Swiss Fools can't see this, audio pistols A fistful of hip hop banzai, progressing in the flesh Esoteric quotes, most frightening Duppy took a hold of my hand while I was writing Let go me ting, duppy, let go me hand I summon up the power of banana clan! [Chorus x4] Witness the fitness The Cruffiton liveth One hope, one quest Swigging that beetroot juice, now we dipping and boost Set the spirit dem loose, go head go slash up the noose We conclusive proof of both the truth, the right Cause whether we hitchhike or push bike or travel kind of trash Manifest that with wholesome roots rap, manifest that, yeah! I do my same way, ain't nothing else I know Gone up in the life with this here rag-and-bone flow Squeeze the pain from my belly and set my soul free Travel over ocean, land and sea, face nuff stress and difficulty Flung back from the brink, gwan in kinda stink We don't give a frigg about what dem fools think Frigg your network, our debt work a speak for itself Proof of the trophy and champion belt Come sun, come rain, come hailstone pelt [Chorus x4] Bwana Smith with some old time shit Let the whole world know we on some off-key tip Mega-manic when time the pressure start lick By the hook or by the crook, by the poop or by the kick He's sickly cryptic, spitting that code And most proud to present that Cruffiton mode And it shows that they bros done seen a few sleights Life throws scenarios, reality bites We in collision with the beast Lost we religion and we can't get no peace Idiot weakhearts want to take I for chief Stoop to their level and we plotting cold grief But we should know that discipline maketh the gees Separation of the DAT from the rap, that's a must Proceed set speed with the Cruffiton touch Proceed set speed..Cruffiton, y'all [Chorus x4] |
| Alexander Gagin | 00:44, December 24th 2001 |
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пора выяснить, как это работает
на нормальном канале смотреть - потому что мультики модем огорчают |
| Alexander Gagin | 14:05, December 28th 2001 |
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так отмахнет!
В случае с женщинами все еще хуже, поскольку от мужика можно отмахнуться, а от любимой барышни так не отмахнешься, потому как она тебя потом так отмахнет, что мало не покажется. http://www.netoscope.ru/profile/2001/12/11/4316.html |
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