Новая игра. Нада угадывать исполнителя по нескольким строчкам из песни. Особых правил нет, привязки к определенному стилю тоже. Новая загадка появляется только после того, как предыдущая была отгадана. Вперед!
Для начала простенькая:
…I felt all flushed with fever, embarassed by the crowd
I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on…
Хто?
Полная версия этой страницы: А НАМ ВСЕ ИГРУШЕЧКИ))
сонце, это тяжело((
хотя б тока русские были... а если я в англицком не силен?)
хотя б тока русские были... а если я в англицком не силен?)
ну лана, другой куплет)))
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
енто где ж у нас такой русский преподают??? 
тьфу ты))) это ж проще пареной репы))) ну слухайте припев:
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Лана, дальше пишем тока русские)))))
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Лана, дальше пишем тока русские)))))
а ес я слепой7! 
как мне ентот припев прочитать? 
как мне ентот припев прочитать?
я так и думал, чесна говоря)
что Гелечка выдаст строки из своей любимой песни)
что Гелечка выдаст строки из своей любимой песни)
Lauryn Hill
Fugees Killing me softly with his song
начами в поисках веры...
в небе...
в открытое окно сочилось время... тихо
они заберут и тебя, не ты ли мне желаал зла!
я привыкаю к боли, не много, к непониманию
к этим повадкам... строгим.....
начами в поисках веры...
в небе...
в открытое окно сочилось время... тихо
они заберут и тебя, не ты ли мне желаал зла!
я привыкаю к боли, не много, к непониманию
к этим повадкам... строгим.....
я не успел угадать первую... по первым строчкам же видно, что FUGEES...
Joli%)... по воле случая сейча именно это и слушаю...
Ассаи - Отец... ёпт...
... бля ща как загадаю... хрен отгадаете...
Joli%)... по воле случая сейча именно это и слушаю...
Ассаи - Отец... ёпт...
... бля ща как загадаю... хрен отгадаете...
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop Yo - I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
е-е-е-е...
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop Yo - I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
е-е-е-е...
VANILLA ICE
Ice Ice Baby
Ice Ice Baby
я слежу за этим человеком... много лет подряд...слушаю... что говорят о нём... где видеть не хотят))))
кто ему, как брат... кто змея пригретая на шее!!
от чего он хмурится... от чего храбреет)))
Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.
НЕ УГАДАЕТЕ аПРОСТАЯ ПЕСНЯЧ!!
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.
НЕ УГАДАЕТЕ аПРОСТАЯ ПЕСНЯЧ!!
Цитата
я слежу за этим человеком... много лет подряд...
слушаю... что говорят о нём... где видеть не хотят))))
кто ему, как брат... кто змея пригретая на шее!!
от чего он хмурится... от чего храбреет)))
слушаю... что говорят о нём... где видеть не хотят))))
кто ему, как брат... кто змея пригретая на шее!!
от чего он хмурится... от чего храбреет)))
Легко:это Ю.Г. - Зеркала...
Ring of Fire... энималс(или какт так))))))
Цитата(DiGiTaL @ Nov 2 2005, 11:42 PM)
Цитата
я слежу за этим человеком... много лет подряд...
слушаю... что говорят о нём... где видеть не хотят))))
кто ему, как брат... кто змея пригретая на шее!!
от чего он хмурится... от чего храбреет)))
слушаю... что говорят о нём... где видеть не хотят))))
кто ему, как брат... кто змея пригретая на шее!!
от чего он хмурится... от чего храбреет)))
Легко:это Ю.Г. - Зеркала... прально
нет Ring Of Fire - JOhny Cash
ну почти)))
There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold
Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Так как эту песню всё равно никто не угадает, загадка попроще:
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - клёвый чувак....
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold
Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Так как эту песню всё равно никто не угадает, загадка попроще:
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - это был он,
Вампир Кошёлкин - клёвый чувак....
что это за бред джон??
- Красная Плесень, "Вампир Кошёлкин" (эх, все мы были молодыми...)
КАКАЯ ЖЕ ЭТО БРЕДЯТИНА!
ВОТ ВАМ НОВОЕ ЗАДАНИЕ!
We're professional punkers we come from the suburbs
After 15 years we're still having fun
Now we're over 30 not looking so pretty at least we got a beat up accordian
That's Erik our drummer his fathers a plumber
He drank enough booze to get rhode island drunk
Now he's straight but smelly he's got one big belly
From living the good life provided by punk
ВОТ ВАМ НОВОЕ ЗАДАНИЕ!
We're professional punkers we come from the suburbs
After 15 years we're still having fun
Now we're over 30 not looking so pretty at least we got a beat up accordian
That's Erik our drummer his fathers a plumber
He drank enough booze to get rhode island drunk
Now he's straight but smelly he's got one big belly
From living the good life provided by punk
- NOFX (панкс нот дэд!!!)
- Вот вам легкое задание (одна из любимых моих песен)
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weakTrickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' carsWhat happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fineNo way.. no way.. no way
панкс нот дэд!!!)- Вот вам легкое задание (одна из любимых моих песен)
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weakTrickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' carsWhat happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fineNo way.. no way.. no way
Цитата(М. К. (Эм Кей) @ Nov 3 2005, 10:33 AM)
- Вот вам легкое задание (одна из любимых моих песен)
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weakTrickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' carsWhat happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fineNo way.. no way.. no way
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weakTrickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' carsWhat happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fineNo way.. no way.. no way
По моему это Outkast, песня Roses...
Правильно?
- Абсолютно! С тебя задание )))
А вот моя любимая песня уже 10 лет....
I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal
I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal
Рэдман*? фиг его...
кстати Браво ЭмКей!
Цитата(Hardbasser @ Nov 3 2005, 01:33 PM)
Рэдман*? фиг его...
Неа, не Рэдмэн....
2 Hardbasser:
Ну тогда задание специально для тебя)))
(я в каком-то топике читал, что ты грайндкор слушаешь, угадывай)))
Dilution of pain
Bleed incompetent reign
Life throught purity
Humanity maintained
It brings in hope of precious life
Answers agony divine
Push ill-thoughts
Of humanities decline
Finally, system feeds, travesties
Ну тогда задание специально для тебя)))
(я в каком-то топике читал, что ты грайндкор слушаешь, угадывай)))
Dilution of pain
Bleed incompetent reign
Life throught purity
Humanity maintained
It brings in hope of precious life
Answers agony divine
Push ill-thoughts
Of humanities decline
Finally, system feeds, travesties
Цитата(JOHN H. @ Nov 3 2005, 01:35 PM)
А вот моя любимая песня уже 10 лет....
I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal
I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal
Gang Starr - Mass Appeal
А вот это наверно мой любимый трэк из всего гангста-рэпа :
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned
Four walls just starin at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleepin with my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressin I ain't livin right
But I ain't going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes close
I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose
It's somebody watchin the Ak'
But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say, "Take a chill, B"
But fuck that shit! There's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm poppin in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peepin out my window
Investigatin the joint for traps
Checkin my telephone for taps
I'm starin at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind is playin tricks on ya
:At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned
Four walls just starin at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleepin with my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressin I ain't livin right
But I ain't going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes close
I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose
It's somebody watchin the Ak'
But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say, "Take a chill, B"
But fuck that shit! There's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm poppin in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peepin out my window
Investigatin the joint for traps
Checkin my telephone for taps
I'm starin at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind is playin tricks on ya
Digital, правильно...
А у тебя не Geto Boys текст случайно? Трэка название не помню...
Скарфэйса куплет мне там нравится...
А у тебя не Geto Boys текст случайно? Трэка название не помню...
Скарфэйса куплет мне там нравится...
Да,да,они самые-Geto Boys-песня называется Mind playing tricks on me...
Вот еще строки из одной интересной темы:
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads
Диджитал, Анатокс3???
Цитата(Hardbasser @ Nov 5 2005, 02:49 AM)
Диджитал, Анатокс3???
Да не,даже близко не попал...
Подсказка:Песня ведется "от лица" пистолета-может кто догадается...
к сожалению я грайнд давно слушал щас панк и ска-кор так что мне простительно!
эх было веремя!!
эх было веремя!!
Hardbasser,если ты это мне,то я рэп вообще-то написал... :huh:
окей ты у нас во всей музыке - крутан нука угадай)))=))))
Well I tripped, I fell down naked
I scratched my knees, they bled
Sew up my eyes, need no more
In our game there is no score
Forgive me father, why should you bother?
****** ****** ***** *********
Hop in your dumptruck, reverse for good luck
Right over me, Right over me
Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls
Die tragedy, Die tragedy
Call me a cheapskate, come on for pete's sake
Cry Agony, Cry agony
Well I tripped, I fell down naked
I scratched my knees, they bled
Sew up my eyes, need no more
In our game there is no score
Forgive me father, why should you bother?
****** ****** ***** *********
Hop in your dumptruck, reverse for good luck
Right over me, Right over me
Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls
Die tragedy, Die tragedy
Call me a cheapskate, come on for pete's sake
Cry Agony, Cry agony
Billy Talent-Try honesty
я права?)
я права?)
Цитата(Hardbasser @ Nov 5 2005, 02:35 AM)
к сожалению я грайнд давно слушал щас панк и ска-кор так что мне простительно!
эх было веремя!!
эх было веремя!!
Если ты имел ввиду моё задание, то это Brutal Truth - HOPE...
Не буду больше "мучить"....
Цитата(DiGiTaL @ Nov 3 2005, 10:28 PM)
Вот еще строки из одной интересной темы:
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads
Ух ты... У меня даже нет вариантов...
Я думал ты догадаешься...Nas'а надо побольше слушать...
У Вити в правом боку чё-то колит
Жора ночами иногда очень плохо спит
У Вовы болят рога и копыта
А митя 2 раза болет гипотитом
Витя с утра звонит Мите
Жора кричит: Меня подождите!
Чуть позже в дверях появляется Вова
И все начинается снова...
Жора ночами иногда очень плохо спит
У Вовы болят рога и копыта
А митя 2 раза болет гипотитом
Витя с утра звонит Мите
Жора кричит: Меня подождите!
Чуть позже в дверях появляется Вова
И все начинается снова...
проще некуда...
You could have it your way
How do you want it?
You gonna back that thing up or should I push up on it?
Temperature rising, ok
Let's go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a tea kettle
I break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teaching you about how sprung I got you
When you show me what you working baby, No problem
Get on top, get your bounce around like a low rider
I'm a seasoned vet, when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat, you could play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby, the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hand (uh huh)
You could have it your way
How do you want it?
You gonna back that thing up or should I push up on it?
Temperature rising, ok
Let's go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a tea kettle
I break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teaching you about how sprung I got you
When you show me what you working baby, No problem
Get on top, get your bounce around like a low rider
I'm a seasoned vet, when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat, you could play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby, the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hand (uh huh)
Цитата
MZ Brilliance Дата Nov 5 2005, 02:28 PM
Billy Talent-Try honesty
я права?)
Billy Talent-Try honesty
я права?)
ВАУУУУ браво ЭмЗи откуда такие познания если не секрет ???
Это ж пиздатый андеграунд!
2MZ
candy shop - 50 cent!!!
candy shop - 50 cent!!!
ЛОВИТЕ!!!!!!!!!!
what's hard to an alien man?
well you never know what's real
just a card
in someones deck you get dealt and that's the deal
what's the matter man?
is the time not right?
what's the matter man?
are you wrapped too tight?
what's the matter man?
is the feeling gone?
what's the matter?
what's the matter man?
what's the matter with you?
what's the matter man?
what's the matter with you?
what's hard to an alien man?
well you never know what's real
just a card
in someones deck you get dealt and that's the deal
what's the matter man?
is the time not right?
what's the matter man?
are you wrapped too tight?
what's the matter man?
is the feeling gone?
what's the matter?
what's the matter man?
what's the matter with you?
what's the matter man?
what's the matter with you?
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