What are you listening now??

Angeleyes placing an order over the phone to Omaha Steaks

somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
flashlight riveries caught in the headlights of a truck
eating seeds as a pastime activity
the toxicity of our city, of our city

SOAD - Toxicity

the humming of my fan

Bon Appetit!

screaming kids upstairs
wife with book club downstairs
and me wondering why I stopped drinking

i recommend you to listen Wolfshiem

JaRule R.U.L.E.

My favorite song no question is Wonderful

Aint no love for them hoes an Im knowin
Bitches only jocking X-Raided cause I be flowin
Thats why Im showin em love and affection
In they silky sections my erections
Spitten milky secretions in they directions
When you in they presense, they say you king
But when you aint around they clown liek you a peasent
Fuck givin the bitches presents
Diamond rings and things of that nature get you pussy fo sho
That hoell date ya and inflate your ego
But they got you hero zero fo show for all your actions
You went to jail wit no bail an now aint nothin cracking
Bet back when you was free you thought you had a silent female
But now you cant even get a visit an got a bed fulla mail
Movin lika a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin
And late at night she got cum drippin out her bellybutton
That good for nothin bitch is useless for a convict
Im nuttin up on hoez, nigga fuck that cum shit
Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel
An I wouldve been to mack her if she wasnt a little girl
But about two months from now that little girl gon turn 18
The number one draft pick on my home team

Kiriziakis - Epimeno!

Millencolin

Evanescence - Everybody's Fool

Alice in Chains - Stay Away

fabolous tit 4 tat


You see the white's so bright it's hard to be polite
The yellow's so mellow I have to act ghetto
Hello, my name is - fuck that! I'm famous
Y'all ain't the same as, F-a to the B
I don't know what it be, baby girl could it be
You ain't see how good it be rolling wit me?
Like - get me on or get me gone
It's at least 22's that they sit me on
I'm in the Ice Cream shoes, nice gleam too
Crack the button up so the ice beam through
You could wake up wit regrets, or wake up in a jet
Fixing you hairdo in a Jacob wit baguettes girl

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My Lady d'Arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

My Lady d'Arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,

My Lady d'Arbanville why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

My Lady d'Arbanville, you look so cold tonight.
Your lips feel like winter,
your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.

My Lady d'Arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

La la la la la....

My Lady d'Arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,

I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.

I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.

Dear Lord - Joseph Arthur
LISTEN HERE

I can't take what's going on
With my friends and family
I can't take what's going on
Baby, with you and me

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I'm sorry for wanting to run
But Dear Lord when you did not come
My faith was gone

With this world gone to hell
And my freedom locked away in jail
Lord it's become so hard to tell
If you're there at all

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I'm sorry for wanting to run
But Dear Lord when you did not come
My faith was gone

Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine
Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine

Is there a chance to be redeemed?
Is there another night to dream?
Lord are you somewhere unseen
I believe you are

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I'm sorry for wanting to run
But Dear Lord when you did not come
My faith was born

Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine
Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine
Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine
Fail me, I don't need to shout
When I turn your water into wine

Eerst gewoon die vragen
alles wordt een ritueel
hoe gaat het met je arm, je been, je hoofd
en in het geheel..

Het gaat toch elke keer weer beter man
geef het nog een maand of twee
en hij lacht, ik lag terug.. het komt wel goed
we kijken samen naar de zee..

Mij is niets gebeurd
en hij komt er bovenop
hij oefent om te praten
en ik, ik hou eindelijk m'n kop

Cat's in the cradle - Ugly Kid Joe version I like it

Get a life - Freestylers (ultralong version)

electronica

i used to get feels on a bitch, now i throw shields on the dick, to keep me from this H.I.V. shit.

I used to get feels on a bitch
Now I throw shields on the dick
To stop me from that HIV shit
And niggaz know they hot like a Twinkie filling
Playin the villian
Prepare for this rap killin
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
"What you talkin bout Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
is here to excite and
throw dick to dykes
Bitches I like em brainless
Guns I like em stainless steel
I want the fuckin Fortune like the Wheel
I squeeze gats till my clips is empty
Don't tempt me (T-H-O-D Man)
You don't want to fuck with Biggie

Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
Comin where you rest at, surrender
Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
Lookin cold booty like your pussy in December
Nigga stop bitchin, button up ya lip and
From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin
Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
Actin as if it can't happen
You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
So what cha want nigga, ya punk nigga
I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
Kickin down your god damn door (and it goes a lil somethin like this)

[Chorus:]

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
And everything you get ya gotta work hard fot it
Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
And niggaz pack the clips, keep on

[Verse Two: Meth, Notorious]

Verse two, comin with that Olde E brew
Meth-tical, puttin niggaz back in I.C.U.
I'm lifted troop, you can bring yours wack ass crew
I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue, huh
No question, I be comin down and shit
Yo I gets rugged as a motherfuckin carpet get
And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
I spark and they cells get warm
I'm not a gentle, man, I'm a Method, Man!
Baby accept it, utmost respect it
(Assume the position) Stop look and listen
I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens

Welcome to my center
Honies feel it deep in they placenta
Cold as the pole in the winter
Far from the inventor, but I got this rap shit sewed
And when my Mac unloads
I'm guaranteed another video
Ready to die, why I act that way?
Pop Duke left Mom Duke
The faggot took the back way
So instead of makin hoes suck my dick up
I used to do stick-up
Cause hoes is irritatin like the hic-CUPS
Excuse me, flows just grow through me
Like trees to branches
Cliffs to avalanches
It's the praying mantis
Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
A motherfuckin rap phenomenon, plus

(I got more glocks and techs than you)
I make it hot (Nigga won't even stand next to you)
Nigga touch me you better bust me
tree times in the head
Or motherfucker's dead, ya thought so

Rock 'n fucking roll... 24/7!

R. Clayderman. The Phantom of the Opera

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DJ Premier (old school gang starr) live in Nottingham on radio1Xtra