Category Archives: J

Junior- Stilul românesc

1. Să facem cunoștință
Eu MC,tu actriță
Joci un rol de pipita
Fetiță cu fustita
Am o foiță
Hai sa ardem bonzai
Haine de la bonsai
Vai da’ ce bronz ai!
Un pas in față
Vino sa hai sa măcar
Să ai bani de încă o ședință la solar
Apropo de bani,yo, n.am salariu
Da’ cu tine am si-un pește
Cred că.mi iau si un acvariu
Dulce ca un nufăr
Dacă îți ofer vreun cufăr
Dispare subtil
Cred că sunt inutil
Ai skill,scoti bătrânii din azil
Eviti să dai cu dinții
Ca să satisfaci toți prinții
Da’părinții tăi știu oare ce faci?
Cei mai frumos craci
Si la ce ora ii desfaci
Îmi placi,privesti așa după umăr
Tii la munca ta si ești plătită doar pe număr
Îți fug ochii,Bilmer Bance Bentley
Stilul românesc cum pe tine doar lei grei
Vii cu banii mei
Cu un cart planer de idei
Si te fac să mă vrei
Pe băiat în tine îl iei,stii ce zic?

2. Treaba e murdară
Lucru mult,program de seara
Stresat seară de seară
Nu ai chef de golaneala
Tipa zboară,cu aripa teleleu
I-ai săpa mormânt,i.ai trage si un eveu
Birtai stachia,ia super perversă
Dar nu poți să te miști
Fiindcă ești prins în lesă
Iais detest,te baga in arest
Da’ e bună,de-ar fi sorta
Cred c.ar face si incest
Are sânge albastru
O arde foarte royal
Dar ține minte,pro
This so în fuckin noyal
Panamera,cred ca tre’ să schimb vera
Să ai șanse la această mamasita bella
Sau ca “n”, un super fenomen
El are si tu nu,devii doi la minus “n” , stop!

3.Uita.te la ceas,cred ca a venit vremea
Pornim aventura,a plecat demult lenea
Fac pas spre tine,conectati dulceață
A,un pic pierdută,iti citesc asta pe față
Da,de neatins la fel ca plasma
Când e vorba de tine,
Cred că am cam luat.o razna
Devine bună lunea,esti în club,o arzi ca lumea
Dar te fac eu,orice fiară-si are slăbiciunea!
Da’s murdar,pentru băiatul sucar
Dans in poala,fara toala,vedeatea-si goala
Elegant,ca un mitubis si lancer
Si ti.l dau din mâini
Ca sunt cel mai tare DANCER!?

James Blunt – You’re Beautiful

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause I’ve got a plan.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
F**king high,
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.
You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Jay-Z – Intro – A Million And One Questions – Rhyme No More

[somebody whispering]
Somebody’s pulling me closer to the ground
I ain’t panicked, I been here before
Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage
In front of that crowd
And showed them who was who, and what was what
Man look at these suckers
I ain’t no rapper, I’m a hustler
It just so happens that I know how to rap
Okay, I’m reloaded!
(music drops in)

[Jay-Z]
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y’all niggaz asking yourself
Is he gonna ever fall off?
No…

…a lot of speculation
on the monies I’ve made, honeys I’ve slayed
How is he for real? Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I’ve met or, dealt with direct
Is it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech?
What’s the position you hold? Can you really match
a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you’re left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O
For the millionth time askin me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harrassin me
then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
While I’m looking at my Rol’ ice spinnin on my sleeve
Uh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doin in L.A., with phillipinos and ese’s
Latinos and Cheve’s, down by Pico withh Frederico
I answer all your questions but then y’all got to go
Now the question I ask you is how bad you want to know? BLAOW!

Roc-A-Fella y’all, uhh, uh
Know my style

Motherfuckers can’t rhyme no more, bout crime no more
Til I’m no more, cause I’m so raw
My flow expose holes that they find in yours
Wasn’t for me, niggaz still be dying for whores
But I hate when a nigga sit back, admirin yours
Young blood you better get that, we frying baccars
Niggaz don’t want to be confined to riding the iron horse
And don’t listen to the rappers, they dying to floss
I used to be O.T., applyin the force
Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss
Come back with the click playing Diana Ross
I’m the boss and this is how it’s gonna be
Burnt the turnpike, wild miles on the V
I got mouths to feed till they put flowers on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was Cochise
Tombstone read ‘He Was Holdin No Leaks’
Started from the crack game and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the old-G
On MTV, telling em how I sold D
And used to back work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, started out coldies
Picked the mailbox lock cause I ain’t have no key
Had the cable with the anchor when Jaz made ‘Sophie’
Then I went low key, but now I’m back it’s on
Motherfuckers
Jigga, uh-huh, yeah
Roc-A-Fella y’all
Uhh, feel this

James Blunt – You’re Beautiful

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause I’ve got a plan.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
F**king high,
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.
You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.