Etichete:
deep purple
Publicat de
john enache (McGogoo)
marți, 24 februarie 2009
I have often told you stories About the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When Id take your hand And sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me And I would surely stay
But I feel Im growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune
Many times Ive been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thougt my eyes Had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that youre not here
Now I feel Im growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune
Etichete:
parazitii
Publicat de
john enache (McGogoo)
Parazitii - De ziua ta
Esti un nasol cu lant de aur la gat si creierul gol Cumperi toale de firma false bagi mecla in Mall Ai un Seria 5 iti pute botul plescai Mentol Mor femeile dupa tine fa ti un control Cap de bivol vad ca tu n ai rude ai stol Si o sa mi aduc in pistol munitia de razboi la paintball Esti parvenit dai cu banii in lautari
Da da sa s*gi p**a de ziua ta
Esti un c***t retardat care sta pe "Guggle" Joaca table râgâie cand da duble Canta "O viata mea" cand e plimbat in dube La parnaie o s**e in chec visand p***e nude Ne bucuram sincer frate, iti meriti soarta Cauta ne in 20 de ani cand ti se va deschide poarta Esti umilit,nefericit pup pa tine
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti un paznic b*rât cu ceapa n gat Fi multumit ca ai crescut cu vaca la pascut Prostia ta e scut noi n avem aparare Cand iti aperi obiectivul transpirat cu ceafa n soare In jurul tau "e multe" nu intelegi nimic Si presupui uimit ca esti in caruta cand te bagi in lift Iti dam kick g*****e exact ca Basescu
Da da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti un porc posesor de casa de discuri Ti am bagat milioane in cont tu vezi doar riscuri Fiscul te vaneaza fi pe faza esti o mina de aur Si o sa plangi falit la audit cu lacrimi de minotaur Nu sunt bogat, sunt respectat , in schimb Cand fac afaceri sar la gat da te n foc nu dau limbi N ar fi rau sa te schimbi un pic si nu uita
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti un popa infect cu mana pe bani Cand e vorba de f***t copii si lins incoane ai sapte'de ani Te temi ca Dumnezeu ramane fara fani Cand bagi alcool ,mancare si vrei bani la inmormantare Oare, hoitul tau gras o sa sperie morga Cand vei parasi pamantul si o sa mori ca Iorga Noi glumim acum si fumam ceva in cinstea ta
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Cred ca ti a vorbit ma ta despre mine O s*******c fara oprire zici ca sunt pe alcaline Am nevoie de un microfon si de o c***a ca tine Sa ma inspire si ti cant fara oprire pana maine Esti o c***a in stat tot vrei bani de la mine Iti doresc sa ti iei de iei lumanari si pastile Te astept in poarta ta cu flori de nu ma uita
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti un gabor gras traiesti periculos Fara cartus pe teava puti a prost Devii nervos in post sa citesti nu stii Mai ai vreo sapte ani sa incepi sa ncerci sa scrii Iti iei p**i in bot din orice directie in intersectie Parca faci colectie Daca i asa de ziua ta hai ca ti dau ceva
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti doar o zdreanta , Zdreanto seara de seara Ai doar un scop sa faci banii sa dispara Esti fata cuminte doar pe verticala cand stai Pe orizontala esti o c***a penala Te privim toti cum stai in statie la tramvai F****a ,combinata de fraierii de pe Hi5 In caz ca mai stai dau de baut In caz ca mi place ursuletul tau de plus Mi l dai sa l f*t? Ma placi si eu te plac da n sange asa
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Esti mare rapper dar mai ai ceva in plus Te comporti exact ca p***a din strofa de mai sus Cand vrei sa ti se s**a te izbesti de un refuz Te joaca in picioare p***a pe o piesa proasta de blues Esti confuz in lumea asta dura plin de ura Te uiti in p***a precum cainele in friptura Te plangi ca nimeni nu te vrea hai vino ncoa
Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta
Cred ca ti a vorbit ma ta , ma ta ,ma ta despre mine
Etichete:
parazitii
Publicat de
john enache (McGogoo)
luni, 16 februarie 2009
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romania
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romania
din 10 vibratii, 9 sunt negative, descarc pareri subiective cand n-am alternative nu sunt o papusica mica pe baza de ac vreti sa faceti ceva pt mine faceti infarct ironizez presedentia, satirizez politia constant incerc sa-mi depasesc conditia stresant financiar va ruinez armonia azi platforma program devine Fuck you Romania
la parlament iei masa cu 60.000 portii duble aveti reduceri si cand mergeti la curve vezi pe tv judecatori la curul gol dansand nasol fara control dupa o supradoza de prostamol mori in spital pe hol daca te accidenteaza serios un politist matol votati coruptia, publicitatea decide cine inca 4 ani de acu ucide minti lucide ceri de la mine ce nu-mi poate de nimeni si stiu ca tre' sa menti dorinta de a trai putem discuta elevat sau sa ne dam in cap in **** sa ramanem corecti nu pare elevat
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romania
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romania
in aceste vremuri tulburi ridic mainile in cluburi si in colturi de blocuri unde o ardem toti in focuri inebuneste primaria, politia, presedentia cand tot mai multi striga "fuck you romania" o sa o luam la m. u. i. e. in u. e. repede deci cum sa ne pese de p. s. d. ah? vad popi hoti, beti morti, nu poa' sa se abtina trag de **** pustoaice in timp ce se inchina privesc cu lupa cum imi sare in brate supa cand se aud manele de la taranul de deasupra n-am dat jos de pe steag stema sa fim condusi de minti luminate cu lanterna guvernul a omis nepermis ce a promis din nou nici azi nu stie cat costa o cartela de metrou copii consumatori in scoli de corn + lapte in scupt timp egal seringi + vene sparte statul frate, te rupen **** te dezbraca ma doare-n **** atata timp cat pielea mea alba inca ma imbraca si.... si toti se poarta de parca sunt adormiti, poftiti un scaun electric sa va odihniti
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romania
vreau sa dau bani falsi de pomana sa fac trafic legal cand stati geana vreau sa fac politica ma cheama datoria sloganul meu electoral e: fuck you romanïa
Etichete:
Will Smith
Publicat de
john enache (McGogoo)
vineri, 6 februarie 2009
uh- miami yeah, yeah...south beach, bringing the heat- jig it out, uh
verse 1: here i am in the place where i'com to let go-miami the bass and the sun set low. Everyday like a mardi gras- everbody party all day no work- all play, ok
so we sip a liitle something, leave the rest to spill. me and charlie at the bar running up a high bill nutin; less than ill when we dress to kill, and every time the ladies pass they be like "Hi will"
Ya'll feel me All ages and races, Real sweet faces, every single nation Spanish, Hatian, indian jamaican, Black, White, Cuban or Asian
I only come for 2 days of playing, but every time we come we always wind up staying. This the type of town i could spend a few days in, Miami the city that keeps the roof blazing.
chorus: Party in the city where the heat is on. All night on the beach til the break of dawn Welcome to miami (bienvenido a miami) Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on All night on the beach til the break of dawn. I'm going to miami, welcome to miami
verse2: Yo i heard the rain storms aint nutin to mess wit but i cant feel a drip on the strip, its a trip. Ladies half dressed, fully equipped, and they be screamin out "will, we loved your last hit!" So i'm thinking i'ma scoop me something hot in this salsa/merengue melting pot. HOttest club in the city and its right on the beach. Tempature, get to ya'- its about to reach 500 degrees in the carribean seas with the hot mommies screaming "Ayy papi" Everytime i come to town they be spotting me, in the drop bentley, aint no stoppin me. So cash in your dough and lets flow to this fashion show. Pound for pound anywhere you wanna go. Yo, aint no city in the world like this, but if you ask how i know, i gotsta plead the 5th, miami!
repeat chorus
Dont get me wrong Charlotte Town got it going on and New York is the city that we know dont sleep. And we all know the LA and Philly stay jiggy, but on the snake, Miami bringing heat for real, ya'll dont understand. I never seen so many dominican women w/cinnamon tans. "Mira, this is plan, take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand, give me your hand. Damn! you look sexy, lets go to yacth in the west keys, ride my jet skis, lounge under the plam trees." Cause you gottta have cheese for the summer time piece on south beach. water so clear you can see to the bottom. $100,000 cars, everybody got em. Aint no place in a club to see sly stallon, miami, my second home.
Etichete:
Blues Brothers
Publicat de
john enache (McGogoo)
An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw
Yippie yi Ohhhhh Yippie yi yaaaaay Ghost Riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi Ohhhhh Yippie yi yaaaaay Ghost Riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on hear their cry
Yippie yi Ohhhhh Yippie yi yaaaaay Ghost Riders in the sky
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name If you want to save your soul from Hell a-riding on our range Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie yi Ohhhhh Yippie yi yaaaaay Ghost Riders ïn the sky