Blind test

Une assez facile ...


A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions
A lot of people think that.. what I say on records
or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life
or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that..
I'm actually gonna do it
or that I believe in it
Well, shit.. if you believe that
then I'll kill you
You know why?
Cuz I'm a

[Refrain] :
CRIMINAL
CRIMINAL
You god damn right
I'm a CRIMINAL
Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL

My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head
whether you're a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes"
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em
Hey, it's me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many records you expectin to sell
after your second LP sends you directly to jail?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital
Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom can't neither
You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch TV, and Comcast cable
and you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin each March
with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me
Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave

[Refrain] x2

I'm a CRIMINAL
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime
to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL
but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one

EminEm non ?

EXACT

so a moi donc

Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say



I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing



I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back



Because I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing



Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer



I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing



I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

les pogues.....dla balle....la fiesta de patrick sebastien...ça vient d'eux....^^

ouaip ils dechirent ... sauf hannibal qui aime pas ! bouh honte !

Partir un jour sans retour
Effacer notre amour
Sans se retourner ne pas regretter
Garder les instants qu'on a volés
Partir un jour sans bagages
Oublier ton image
Sans se retourner ne pas regretter
Penser à demain, recommencer

Pour l'envie que l'on a
De guider ses pas
Pour garder ses émois
Ecouter son cœur qui bat
Pour savoir regarder
Un ciel étoilé
Tendre les mains
A son destin
Vouloir plus fort,
Encore demain

{Refrain}

Pour l'amour
Que l'on donne
Et qui s'abandonne
Un mot que l'on pardonne
Pour un rêve qui nous étonne
Pour le goût retrouvé
De la liberté
Ouvrir les yeux
Sans se dire adieu
Ne penser à rien,
Rêver un peu

{Refrain}

2be3 je crois...

jsuis sur que t'as des posters chez toi....^^

Oui plein avec aussi les words appart

Sans oublier N Sync

et alliage...

Bon ba faut encore que je mette des paroles moi...

ouaip vasy a toi

J'aime les chattes.
Quand je rentre dans la boite
J'ai la trique.
Toutes les chattes des putes sont moites,
C'est pratique.
Elles vont frotter toute la nuit.
Pute, je suis ton mac alors suce ma bite gratuit.
Torse nu,
Je donne des claques à ton cul
Et tu cries,
Tu oublies tout quand t'as bu.
Quand tu jouis,
Soudain toute la boite te mate.
Flutte c'est normal j'ai mis mon doigt dans ta chatte.
J'aime ton air sévère,
Est-ce que je peux t'offrir un verre ?
Je t'emmène en Mercedes
Jusqu'à mon belvédère.
C'est garanti ma petite,
On va baiser comme des lapins.
Donc engloutis ma bite,
Comme après une grève de la faim.
Elles ont des rêves de catins genre bijoux et draps de soie.
Le lendemain matin je ne leur dis pas bonjour mais "casse-toi".
Pas de joie pour les salopes, ça c'est ma loi.
Marche droit,
Parle pas,
Avale,
Aboie.

Mets un doigt dans ton cul sale pute viens d'arriver le mac
On m'appelle Cuizinier, laisse-moi donc te dire aç
Aç aç aç Aç aç aç aç aç aç aç aç aç aç aç aç.
Bouge ton gros cul pute, fais-le rebondir
Et prends ça dans ta gorge,
Ça je n'ai pas besoin de le dire (Avale-la)
Suce-moi bien pétasse, prends des initiatives.
Moi je n'hésite pas t'as les règles jte sodomise.
Je suis beau, lèche-moi toute la nuit
Afin que ta chatte ne sèche pas.

Tid' un marteau-piqueur.
Survoltage, pute en cage.
Elle m'appelle magicien.
Pimpage, vidange.
Twist et string, swing et stress, cuisses et seins,
Plus je la lime sa petite chatte devient mauve
Et elle m'aime, elle gémit.
Vas-y suce ma grande, ton dessert et sers-toi, ma petite bitch.
J'aime les putes, les bimbos.
La cochonne veut sa cartouche, m'engrener dans une partouze
Avec son pote la tarlouze,
Une caillera déterminée.
Copuler avec madame Y sur la photocopieuse,
Je suis défoncé et tout transpirant.
Aspergé, j'ai rempli le réservoir, je lui colle dans les yeux,
Elle est motivée sous pression un récipient.
Adultère et son mari me paie pour que jE la surveille,
Détective.
Obnubilé, je suis tombé amoureux, je vlui dévoile l'histoire
En mordant ses fesses...

Ce style innimitable appartient a TTC

à toi

voili voilou

Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe' da' thugs dem camp at
Two pounds a weed inna van back
It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your back pack
The smell a give yah girlfriend contact
Some boy noy notice, dem only come around like tourist
On the beach with a few club sodas
Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris
And don't know the real hardcore
Cause Sandals a no 'back-to', da thugs Dem wi do whe' dem got to
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A bare tuff thing come at you

When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then them wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung and it a beat drop it
Police come inna jeep and them cant stop it
Some say them a playboy, a playboy rabbit
Funnyman a get dropped like a bad habit
So nobody pose tuff if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone!

[Chorus]
Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it murder!

[Verse 2]
Welcome to Jamdown, poor people a dead at random
Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth
Dem get blind by stardom
Now the Kings Of Kings a call
Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sicken me
Them suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we
Den dem don't do nuttin at all

Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
A most a the youths them waste it
And when dem waste it, dat's when dem take da guns and replace it
Then them don't stand a chance at all
And dat's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, dem a lock rocket
Then will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a roadblock which part thr cops block it
And from now till a mornin not stop clock it
If the run outta rounds a brought back ratchet

[Chorus]
Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside)
Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo)
Welcome to Jamrock (Conwell, Middlesex and Surrey) Hey!
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it murder!!!

[Outro]
Jamaica Jamaica! Jamaica Jamaica! Now!
Jamaica Jamaica! Yo! Jamaica Jamaica!
Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock

Damian marley !

Exact bien joué

bon alors a moi ...


The times are changing so fast
I wonder how long it lasts
The clock is ticking, time is running out
The hatred fills this Earth
And for what it's worth
We're in the end before we know

Throughout the years I have struggled to find
The answer that I never knew
It strucked me like a million lightnings
And here I am telling to you

Every second of day it is coming your way
Future unknown is here to stay
Got to open your mind or you will be led to astray
There's a time to live
There's a time to die
But no one can escape the destiny

Look all these things we've done
Under the burning sun
Is this the way to carry on?
So take a look at yourself
And tell me what do you see
A wolf in clothes of the lamb?

Throughout the years I have struggled to find
The answer that I never knew
It strucked me like a million lightnings
And here I am telling to you

Change les paroles personnes trouve XD

j'avoue ... bon bah j'en refait une autre celle la etait de stratovarius bandes d'incultes !

If I could escape
I would, but first of all let me say
I must apologize for acting stank, treating you this way
Cause i've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor
It's your fault, you didn't shut the refridgerator
Maybe that's the reason i've been acting so cold ?

If I could escape
And re-create a place that's in my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet ?

If I could be sweet
I know i've been a real bad girl(I'll try to change)
I didn't mean for you to get hurt(whatsoever)
We can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet ?

sa c'est du gwen stefani il me semble

ouai lol vasy a toi