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За последние 60 дней ни разу не выходила
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07-08-2001
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Artist: Crazytown
Title: Toxic (по заявке Жоржa)
Album: The Gift Of Game
Catch a fire, fire it up. Corrupt, stirring it up. It’s burning hot, drifting, Hitting every slot, With a drop kick, it’s toxic. Trouble, like your girl in a mosh pit. I’ve lost it. And that’s the only way that we rock shit. Banging heads and ripping threads. If I wasn’t rocking shows, I’d be better off dead. With a one, two. One word can destroy your whole crew. And that’s toxic. CHORUS: Toxic, loud and obnoxious. Crazy Town’s toxic. With that, rock your block Shit. Toxic, popping more lip. We love to talk shit. Rocking your block with that. Straight out the block shit. Toxic. A Buddha, ballistic. Blacklisted, twist of fate. My vocal’s fatal. As naughty block concoctions Rock your cradle. I thought I’d wait ‘til The timing was right, To ignite, Cause people like me We only come out at night. I rock the main line And party with fine bitches. Which is a dirty job But somebody’s got to do it. So, who’s the crew with? More hos than vivid. Lyrics explicit. So, fuck the critics. We leave them hanging Like INXS. CHORUS Toxic thresholds of Colombian gold. You can’t roll how we roll. We possess your soul And push the panic. Is it godly or satanic? Toxic or organic? Manic minds refined or frantic. Just the way we planned it. See, we be stomping around The planet. And we stand alone. We infiltrate your chromosomes No clone. Our DNA has got a strain Of its own. And it’s toxic. CHORUS
Artist: Spice Girls
Title: Holler (по заявке Lotus)
Album: Forever
I wanna make you holler Imagine us together Don't be afraid to play my game Boy Don't you hesitate I won't keep waiting for you To come and let me take You to my fantasy room You're gonna like it there And all the things that I do I'll treat you right All through the night We can do anything I'll take you all the places you wanna be (I'll take you there, I'll take you there) I'll be your fantasy Everything you want you will find in me If you play my game yeah I wanna make you holler And hear you scream my name (scream my name) I'll give you rules to follow (ow) So you can play my game (play my game) Imagine us together (together) Me driving you insane (driving you insane, yeah) You will give into me (into me) Don't be afraid to play my game (just play my game) So what you gonna do Now that I've got you with me You've gotta show me boy Cause nothing comes for free Start from the bottom and Work your way absolutely Don't be afraid to play my game We can go all night long Doing things you thought you would never do (and I won't tell you now) I won't tell anyone What we do it's just for me and you So come and play my game I wanna make you holler (ho ho ho) And hear you scream my name (scream my name ye-yeah) I'll give you rules to follow So you can play my game (you can play my game) Imagine us together (imagine us) Me driving you insane (driving you insane) You will give into me (into me) Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler (holler holler) And hear you scream my name (if you scream my name) I'll give you rules to follow (follow follow) So you can play my game (you can play my game) Imagine us together (imagine us) Me driving you insane (driving you insane) You will give into me (ah yeah) Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler (holler holler holler holler holler come on) [repeat] We can go all night long Doing things you thought you would never do (and I won't tell ya) I won't tell anyone Cause everything is just both for me and you But You're gonna play my game yeah I wanna make you holler (holler) And hear you scream my name (holler-la) I'll give you rules to follow (follow-la) So you can play my game (you can play my game) Imagine us together Me driving you insane (me driving you insane) You will give into me (into me) Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler And hear you scream my name I'll give you rules to follow So you can play my game Imagine us together Me driving you insane You will give into me Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler I'll give you rules to follow Imagine us together
Artist: Мумий Тролль
Title: Жабры (по многочисленным заявкам)
Album: Unknown
Тысячелетие наперевес, что еще подождать? То ли съесть мне сердец твоих еще раз? И, косточки сплюнув, вишня как будто, Чуть-чуть поднапрячься Всё будет, всё хорошо Мы еще красивее И жабры порвутся Спасибо Жабры Спасибо большое Когда ты заходишь, то я выключаюсь мгновенно Уже мне не вспомнить ни запах, ни почерк Улыбки остались только из скобок Спасайте меня Собой буду вас прикрывать А если завтра не будет завтра, Мы в ночь уезжаем поплавать. Здесь слишком мало пузырьков для двоих
Artist: Eminem
Title: Kill You (по заявкe Павлa Яковлевa)
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP
When I was just a little baby boy My mamma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man She used to tell me he hated me But then I got a little bit older and I realized she was the crazy one And there was nothing I could do or say to change her Cause that's just the way she was They said I can't rap about being broke no more They didn't say I can't rap about coke no more (Ahh) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore Till her vocal cords don't work in her throat no more (Ahh) These motherfuckers are thinking I'm playin' Thinking I'm sayin' this shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it Just to be sayin' it (Ahh) Put your hands down bitch I ain't gon' shoot you I'mma pull you to this bullet and put it through you (Ahh) Shut up, slut you're causing too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, ok ma Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing her Worse snortin' coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover? You're goddamn right bitch, and now it's too late I'm triple-platnum and tragedies happened in two states I invented violence you vile, venomous, vomital bitches Vain, vicadin, vrin-vrin-vrin Touch this chainsaw, left his brains all Dangling from his neck while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts Bitch, I'mma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch, I'mma kill you You don't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'mma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't wanna fuck with Shady (Cause why?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you (Ha-ha) You don't wanna fuck with Shady (Why?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you Bitch, I'mma kill you Like a murder weapon I'mma conceal you In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows & film you Fuck with me, I've been through hell, shut the hell up I'm try-na to develop these pictures of the devil to sell them I ain't Acid Rap but I rap on acid Got a new blow torch and just had a strap-on added Woops, is that a subliminal hint? No! It's criminal intent, to sodomize women again Eminem offend? No, Eminem'll assault And if you ever give it to him you'll give him an impulse To do it again, then if he does it again You probabaly end up jumping out of something up in the tents Bitch, I'mma kill you I ain't done, this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times In a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman? Serial killer hiding murder material In a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of out medicine Out of our minds, and we want in yours Let us in Or I'mma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch, I'mma kill you You don't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'mma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't wanna fuck with Shady (Cause why?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you (Ha-ha) You don't wanna fuck with Shady (Why?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you He-heh Know why I say these things Cause ladies screams be creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks These eighty g's so he can say the same things tweece Twice, whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots, I hope this weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with them 'cause their ratings stink? Fuck that, I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer From that bitch to all seventy thousand pounds of her From the princapal to student body and counseler From in school to before school to outta school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs so you can keep screamin' For me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go play I got the machette from OJ I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache You faggots keep egging me on Till I have you at knife point then you beg me to stop? Shut up, give me your hands and feet I said shut up when I'm talking to you You hear me? Answer me Or I'mma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch, I'mma kill you You don't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'mma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too, you ain't nothin' but a girl to me I said you don't wanna fuck with Shady (Cause why?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you (Ha-ha) You don't wanna fuck with Shady (Why not?) Cause Shady will fuckin' kill you Ha-ha-ha! I'm just playin' ladies You know I love you
Artist: Limp Bizkit
Title: Re-Arranged (по заявкe Afan)
Album: Significant Other
Just think about it (2x) Lately I've been skeptical Silent when I would used to speak Distant from all around me Who witness me fail and become weak Life is overwhelming Heavy is the head that wears the crown I'd love to be the one to disappoint you When I don't fall down But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain Because you know it all and I guess things will never change But you might need my hand when Falling in your hole Your disposition I'll remember When im letting go of (CHORUS) You and me We're through And re-arranged It seems that your not satisfied There's too much on your mind So you leave and I cant believe All the bullshit that I find Life is overwhelming Heavy is the head that wears the crown I'd love to be the one to disappoint you When I don't fall down But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain Because you know it all and I guess things will never change But you might need my hand when Falling in your hole Your disposition I'll remember When im letting go of (CHORUS) You and me We're through And re-arranged You and me We're through And re-arranged You're no good for me Thank God it's over You make believe That nothing is wrong until you're cryin' And you make believe Life is so long until you're dyin' You make believe That nothing is wrong until you're cryin', cryin' on me You make believe That life is so long until you're dyin', (dyin') dyin' on me You think everybody is the same I don't think that anybody is like you (2x) (You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and I won't be the same) (2x) Just think about You'll get it
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