Stomper 98 - Ich schlag zuruck

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passt zu den Zeigefingern die einem heut wieder in der Fußgängerzone folgten :rolleyes:

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Nicht nur of the day, das läuft schon die ganze Woche rauf und runter.

Die Sterne - Das bisschen besser
 

Trivium - Dying In Your Arms

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:eek:

Sheena Easton - My Baby Takes The Morning Train

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Tanhee Cain & Tryanglz - Photoplay

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bisschen was nostalgisches (Terminator)

Deichkind - Hört ihr die Signale

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Countless years ago, while lost in barren seas
There whispered murmurs of a bloody mutiny
We took up arms and slayed the officers of rank
And with swords drawn, made the captain walk the plank

But as he fell down to the depths, he swore a deadly curse
"As sure as hell's my final fate, You'll all soon die or worse"
Now as we stand before the gallows waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend

At sunrise we will dance the hempin jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear and don't look back
The afterlife awaits!

We returned to port with sorrow in our chests
An evil shadow followed us on every quest
Never to feel joy again was our fate
Only misery and death, fear and burning hate

We broke the law, betrayed the code
Now time is running out
An unforgivable offence
Oh, of that there is no doubt

Now as we stand before the gallows waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend

At sunrise we will dance the hempin jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear and don't look back
The afterlife awaits!

Many years, have passed now
Yet, the curse still lives on
And now we rot, in a black prison cell
Waiting for our true calling in hell!

But for the lives we leave behind, don't shed a tear don't cry
The only way to break this curse is for us all to die
Now as we stand before the gallows waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend..

At sunrise we will dance the hempin jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear and don't look back
The afterlife awaits!

Shinedown - Devour

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sau geil der song

liebe das album dazu,auch wenn es n bissel ruhiger is.
ott sei dank,is der gute alte nu metal noch net ganz ausgestorben:D

STUCK MOJO - Not Promised Tomorrow

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Youth never learns the truth about life.
All they see is money, 'hos, a lot of hype.
I can tell you things that are wrong and some are right,
but I have a view of a different type.

I seen him come up on the block slang the rocks for the cops,
and my mother's overworked and my pop's gone berserk.
She puts on teeny weeny skirts for the money, that ain't funny.
I got to stay alive do what I do to survive!

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Don't live for today.

One life to live full of stress and strife.
Obstacles of chaos any time, many kind.
I can tell you things that are wrong and some are
right,
but I have a view of a different type.

I seen him grow up kinda wild,

a spoiled child living foul and he's fed a silver spoon,

and he still acts like a goon.
I don't understand it son.
Why must you carry a gun?
For the fun and the fame, pulling triggers ain't no game.

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Don't live for today.

Fuck the dumb ditty dumb able bodies being bums.
People always talking shit, get yours if it's not legit.
How you think the rich got rich?
Cry and bitch and pitch a fit.
I say mind over matter and your pockets will be phatter!!!

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Live my life like my last.
Because your not...

Audioslave - Be yourself

Keine lust den Youtube Link rauszukramen is n guter Song.

Rock Alternative Richtung

fat boy slim - weapon of choice
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Lupe Fiasco - Little Weapon
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die lyrics sind Hammer!! es geht um Kinder-Soldaten!

[Lupe Deep Voice]
Lil' Terry gotta gun he got from the store,
He bought it with the money he got from his chores,
He robbed the candy shop told her lay down on the floor,
Put the cookies in the bag take the pennies out the drawer.

Lil' Kalil got a gun he got from the rebels,
To kill the infidels and American devils,
A bomb on his waist,
A mask on his face,
Prays five times a day,
And listens to Heavy Metal.

Lil' Alex gotta gun he took from his dad,
That he snuck into school in his black book bag,
His black nail polish, black boots, and black hair,
He gon' blow away the bully that just pushed his ass...

[Lupe Fiasco]
I killed another man today,
Shot him in his back as he ran away,
Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade,
Cut his wife's throat as she put her hands to pray,
Just five more dawgs then we can get a soccer ball, That's what my commander say,
How Old?
Well I'm like ten, eleven, been fighting since I was like six or seven,
Now I don't know much bout where I'm from but I know I strike fear everywhere I come,
Government want me dead so I wear my gun, I really want the rocket launcher but I'm still too
Young, This candy give me courage not to fear no one,
To feel no pain, and hear no tongue,
So I hear no scream, and I shed no tear,
If I'm in your dreams then your end is near.
Yeah

[Chorus - Nikki Jean]
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon
We're calling you
There's a war
If the guns are just too tall for you
We'll find you something small to use
Little Weapon, Little Weapon, Little Weapon
We need you now, pow

[Lupe Fiasco]
Now here comes the march of the boy brigade
A macabre parade of the toys he made
And in Shimmer shades who looks half his age
About half the size of the flags they wave
And Camouflage suits made to fit youths
Cause' the ones off the dead soldiers hang a lil' loose
With AK-47's that they shootin' into heaven
Like they're tryin' to kill the Jetsons
They struggle lil' recruits
Cute, smileless, heartless, violent
Childhood destroyed, devoid of all childish ways,
Can't write their own names, or read the words that's on they own graves
Think you gangsta, popped a few rounds,
These kids'll come through and murder a whole town,
Then sit back and smoke and watch it burn down,
The grave gets deeper the further we go down

[Chorus]

[Bishop G]
Imagine if I had to console,
The family of those slain,
I slain on game consoles,
I aim I hold, right trigger to squeeze,
Press up and Y one less nigga breathe,
B for the Bombs press pause for your moms,
Make the room silent, she don't approve of violent games,
She leaves, resume activity
Start and blew hearts, with poor harsh wizardry,
On next part I insert code
To sweeten up the little person's murder work load
I tell him he work for
CIA with A
An operative, I operate this game all day
I hold a controller, connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulder, he's only seconds older than me
We playful but serious, now keep that on mind
For online experience

[Chorus x2]