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Buty lyrics

Pod Kloboukem Ptak

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Pane, Vas od nekad znam, Vy jste jednou prisel k nam, chvilinku jste poslouchal, pak Vam vitr klobouk vzal. Pod kloboukem maly ptak vyletel s nim do oblak. Ano, pane, je to tak. Nosite pod kloboukem ptaka. Kdyz Vam ten klobouk vitr vzal, videli jsme ho kridly mavat. Maval kridly, letel k nam. Pod kloboukem ptak. Nosim pod kloboukem ptaka, zaba je studena a kvaka, jezek se tam nevesel, s kloboukem mi odesel. Odesel a nechal tam, tam ho nasel tenhle ptak. Ano, pane, je to tak. Ja nosim pod kloboukem ptaka. Kdyz mi ten klobouk vitr vzal, videli jste ho kridly mavat. Maval kridly, letel k vam. Pod kloboukem ptak. Nosime pod kloboukem ptaky. Kdyz Vam ten klobouk vitr vzal, videli jsme Vas kridly mavat. Vy sam jste pod kloboukem ptak. Pod kloboukem ptak...

Buffalo Bill

Karel Kryl
Jemnymi dotyky rezave motyky kopu si hrob kopu si hrob nehotovy profesor matiky vraci se z putyky nevinny snob nevinny snob kdekdo to vi Tapety do bytu utkane z blankytu kdosi mi dal kdosi mi dal kdopak to byl chtel bych se brzy tu zbaviti pocitu klid ze mi vzal klid ze mi vzal Buffalo Bill Dotycny hrdina nemival komplexy jestlize buvola s bizonem poplet si to se vsak rozumi nemyslel na pumy mohl se smat Dotycny profesor odeny v munduru uz me ted nenuti udelat maturu na hlave s pomadou zacal si s armadou na valku hrat Pred lety v prikopu u Cierne pri Copu asi jsem snil asi jsem snil to netuse ze tady v okopu hrobecek vykopu abych tu shnil abych tu shnil jsa bez duse vsechny zdravizijte blaze

Alibi V A Moll

Karel Kryl
Znam muze kteri za hru posetilou pater i cest t zivot dali by znaam jine kteri vzdaji svoji milou jen aby mohli chodit na ryby Znam mnohe kteri vyhrozuji silou zdravy rozum smeni za sliby a nejvic tech co kleci pred gorilou a pro skleb jeji ztrati pochyby Ja v New Yorku i v Sidney nebo v Mnisku vzdy veril ze cas mrize rozhloda a do kanalu hodiv vkladni knizku vzal za sve to co znaci svoboda Je smulou jestli hrickou nahodilou mas pod kontrolou jen sve pohyby a denne jasas s dvorni kamarilou ze svet je z ruzi a nic nechybi Ja nechtel kyvat s tvari roztomilou zmenil jsem byt - jak jini mohli by jsem jak jsem byl a byt mi posti zilou nepatrim k tem jimz treba alibi! Ja v New Yorku i v Sidney nebo v Mnisku vzdy veril ze cas mrize rozhloda a do kanalu hodiv vkladni knizku vzal za sve to co znaci svoboda vsechny zdravizijte blaze

Battle Cry

JOELL ORTIZ "Farewell Summer"
How many times I gotta tell y'all I'm second to none. No magazine's top ten cause I'm negative one. So I don't pay attention to them dumb folk Cause I'm a always be in first like the clutch broke I'm from where the cut-throats cut coke Cause school ain't cut it, they cut out the puff smoke And guess what? That's who I hang with, so when you speak INDUSTRY - I don't know the language But play the beat and I'll show you why I'm head honcho Ya'll gettin' away with murder like the white bronco Bunch of trash inbetween hooks Bars too cute to be gettin' all these mean looks Put the hottest rappers all on one stage together See who'll hold their arm up like Che Guevera I rhyme hotter and I say it better I'm a winter cold war I'm a product of the Regan Era Day thinkin till the page inkin' My 16 free ya'll I'm hip-hop's Abe Lincoln. Fam I don't know what they thinkin These niggas got me fucked up like I spent all day drinkin I'm a boss not a loss yet You're little lemons in a race with a souped up corvette I'm so hot I could stand still and pour sweat in the North Pole fully naked with my balls wet I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex You're bluffin, I play Poker I'm callin all bets Local boy, when's the last time you all left? I don't even know where the FUCK I'm goin' on tour next Last month Canada, before that? Europe I had Waffles out in Belguim, you ain't had Syrup Every time I write it's another flight Another whore with my kids on her underbite Another "YAOWA!" chant when I touch the Mic Another Magazine spread, yeah you fuckin right I'm on my grind like a pair of in-line skates Get on tracks and go banana's like a Primate Baboon, Gorilla, Chimpanzee, I'm Wild Ape King Kong under your skin, I'm bout to Sky-Scrape But the sky ain't the limit I could teleport through my mind any minute Take you to a place where the Lions go "ribbit" All the frogs "roar" and the fire is frigid I'm outta this world - don't belong here What heir'ing the thrown if I taught you from a small chair? Family, you niggas got it twisted Flow out of the box, yours chicken and a biscuit Gave me chicken pox when I listen, I be itchin' to cripple your career like a ligament is missin Dawg I'm on a mission like an intimate position When I swing it's Knock Out's I ain't gettin' a decision From here on it's locked ya'll a prisoner to spittin Can't escape my bars no visitor's permitted Welcome to Hell where Joell holds a pitch-fork And you burn in eternal flames for your bitch talk Dick in my hand I'm pissed off But I ain't bucklin', 'Everyday I'm Hustlin' - Rick Ross One day the whole globe will know I'm Clark Kent Underneath the shades on a Project park bench Superman when I grip the Mic The only way I'm slowin down is if I blow a pound of Kryptonite From now on I'm a bully I'm a pick the fight Let them pick you up off the ground when I check ya bite You'll become a little memory, gigabyte Me and these beats got married, I'm Mr. Right Little man you spit aight, I'm on fire You gotta little buzz - Miller Lite Man there's so many words runnin' round my brain If I don't put them on a track I would go insane Maybe that's why everything I say is crazy And everyday I wake up, with a naked lady With a V.I.P. band on my right wrist Pants on the flow, J.D. with a slight sip Left in the bottle tele-key on the night stand I go to the bathroom to pee and then I scram I live the life of a rock-star They ain't wanna let me through so I became a Cop Car Put the Sirens on every time I touch a pen Everybody move like dope - that's a fuckin '10' My peers know I'm gonna win. This music's like my first crush, for years I wanted in I'm here. Oh boy will you taste the wrath I'm a make it ugly like what's underneath Jason's mask I listen to alot of mixtapes and laugh All Ya'll nigga do is whine like Jamaican ass Every night I celebrate, we take a glass of Champagne to the brain Sometimes we take a bath Victory feels far better Than Defeat, you niggas weak, Solar's Letter I'm harder than a fonz-lebber My worst rhyme's 30 times rougher than your hottest bars ever I could front like a car fender Cause everything I'm on DJ's pull up like the bar tenders New York I'm the answer to your prayers Head Nod music, leave the dancin over there Project Shit, ain't no Mansion over here Just Murder on the strings, Charles Manson on the Snare I'm hungry the game's like a Food Court I just gave ya'll a loose hundred, Newports. Chea Joell Ortiz Who feel they... Who feel they better?

Ne-mo-zes

Edo Maajka "No Sikiriki"
NE-MO-ZES feat. Frenkie E. Osmic Svi newcommera traze Edo je uspio da ga nadze Momak koji skida cadze samo sto majk cek kaze Vidio sam vam gaze sve su to ciste blamaze Svaka od tih picki voli u facu puderom da se maze. U ruci beta shurac ja i Frenkie buraz Trijezni i matrice vi drugi nasmrkani gadni ste Pare trosimo na mikrofone Mikrofone trosimo ko zene Ko MCije na betlu ostavljamo jebene Vjeruj da je za to u stanju znaj da je u pravu Zato kuci repaj ispred ogledala u svom stanu A nama ostavi deranje majkova po Balkanu Punimo salu za salu i razvaljujemo estradu Sta ba...ma ja ba...prica vam je ko i rima slaba Klanjajte se nama mi smo za vas Chaba Sve smo napravili sami zaradili sami Marku niko nije dao iza nasih ledza nije babo Znam kome vjerovat i te veze cu njegovat Veoma dobro znam tim i sve oko sebe pamtim Ti dissas ja vratim na koncert ti onda svratim Da publici muku skratim pa onda pocnem ja da mlatim Svakog dana snimam jer imam previse rima Albumi mi se zovu proljece ljeto jesen zima Dosadno mi cojce samo ja prodajem ploce Nemam puno featuringa drugi reperi me koce Jebem kevu svakom kretenu neznam za tremu Upadam u svaku semu sovim se pucam u venu Navuko sam cak i nenu ovo mi je u genu Nemjenjam temu rokam u svemu evo bas na binu krenu Da smece pometem da vas odvedem Da vidite kako ide kad jebena picka gine Jer nemoze da me skine sa bine Onda puknem poput mine Zato kad pocnu da sline znaj da roka tata sine Mislite sposoban sam samo za tuzne price I ova je tuzna ja i Frenkie sami niko nidze Nemamo se skime igrat nemamo ni skime repat 5 godina da naucite ne mogu cekat Kad naucite dodzite dodzite znate dze sam Brcko Tuzla Zagreb Sava Jala s Komisijom repam Repat preferiram hitove serviram rime kad prebiram Na mikrofonu ubijam brate Znate dobro da je bina cista kad se popne ista lista stilista I mikrofon na usta vista znas da blista ko bisera 300 Hip hop je-ni pista Nego sveta knjiga koju Frenkie vec odavno lista Komisija...isti crew 5 godina a ne bogata rodbina Iz dijaspore tetak ili tetka da salju devize Nemamo sise nismo zgodni mora da smo jednostavno Uporni i dobri Samo reci grad mi smo vec bili tu Sad imamo i novi kru zove se 2 good 2 be true Daj mi majk u dlan i djete haj sad van Kompetition is none Frenkie no 1 Kad mrzis mene mrzis oca kakav si to karakter Ja sam te napravio idi bolan pitaj mater Idi pitaj stare sjetit ce se nase kare Reci ce ti jedna ljubav za Komisionare One love one life lets get together And just be allright Nemozes prici blize Nemozes izdrzat vise Rime poput kise nase vrijeme sada stize Atmosfera se dize dok vi ostajete nize

Freeze

AESOP ROCK "Bazooka Tooth"
It goes welcome the pop off, some pop soft. We bang b-bang b-bang bang out loud. Ready on the left with a face full of death. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now. This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl. Gorgeous how struggling gills wriggle out water, ain't it? Same scape as the walls crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs. The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike to this jittery drooling mess. Bitterly unruly on mud hugger alert, he usher dirt to the kick circus. Deflected labor ethic questions peeled at the field workers. Is it raw? Please... does a priest need a ten-foot pole to baptize little Linus minus the lap ride and tease? Evolution is a leader depleter, seeker needy sheep idol feeder beware, once complete you might not want to be there. Dead straw to gold bar spin fiber. Lost and fond in a smitten kitten's incisors. They Aphrodite all over the burgle of a purple heart compartment. Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far to parched to bark it. Lil' Abner. A real firecracker. Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular hijackers. To eavesdrop plots cops hired a wire tapper. That's a whipper snapper trapped beneath my grip on the fire ladder. Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks. The roof is on fire where snoopy sits right now. You should have shot yourself in the foot when it was in your mouth. [CHORUS] Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For the disease that grows underneath your toes holds up a reason y'alls gold never seems to glow. Now we can all breath slow once the fiend's exposed. It goes heave ho. You never got the grit right. Bark fame but you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down. This is a never dug disco defamation of dog and pony grappled out chincey, chipping Leo Da Vinci phonies pushing kill of hill bloated. Nobody got you. While biggest brother's watching bigger brother watching big brother watch you. Nothing says circus fun quite like nuclear holocaust over breakfast on the terrace. Hash browns and peril. Old ironsides or good ship lolli-popper, Davy Jones still got a locker, ak, the opera's more than docs and soccer moms. Now before you kick your feet up, I married and divorced mother nature after sweet-talking that old hag out of a pre-nup. This information's neither braggadocio nor secret, just know as of now the world is technically not yours, peanut. It's a day in the life of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus turn peg legs to Adidas on the down stroke. And they like 'what's up with the name?' I tell'em y'all made Bazooka Tooth I's about to ask the same. But before you curfew the city and shut down every block, I'd like to say I still Aesop the fuck out of the Rock [CHORUS] This is a never dug disco. Spread feelers. Tonka zonk Gepetto bred beezers. Jeepers, gee wilikers, goshes galoshes, Christ, god almighty. They tore his limbs off kilter, still the hostage moshes slightly. Hung off the balcony by the skin off his doctor's psyche. He hopes it holds but knows the locusts kamikaze nightly. He woke, corroded buggy facial, insect chopper biting. He's only bones by the time the ungodly body's sighted. He saw the puddle, full color hideous monster Viking. He used to survey if the vermin dined on others like him. He found the fucks indigenous to him and awfully feisty. He grew old awkward grinch and settled into bonkers nicely. I alert vital spider works to cultivate grit, ship the bulk rate shit. Herbie the love bug drugs pulsate whips. Tie in spite for commoner idiocy and good old-fashioned biblical plague. We move units off your pagan escapade. And it's pits to the peg legged. Megas eclipse cripples so that pimp limp's wheel chair basketball when 15 minutes fizzles. Your flimsy frame marks hip-hop's second most tragic event and will 'til Jam Master Jay's resurrection and second death. [CHORUS]

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