snakes

• papa roach şarkısı.
  
  i got a problem with the snakes that are crawlin
  through my area when the darkness has fallen
  and momma told me that they love to bite
  they stab you in the back no shame that`s right what what
  i keep my distance cause they`re makin me crazy
  stealin from me you know those fuckers are lazy
  my blood boils fat turns to oil
  step the fuck back or you`ll get buried in soil
  over drama or you could sleep with the fishes
  my clutches are tight and i`ll take your last wishes
  one for your money
  two for your girl
  three for your life
  now i fucked up your world
  
  do you like how it feels
  to be bit in the neck by the snake that kills
  do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
  i don`t like how it feels check it
  do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
  break it down
  
  yo its kinda funny how youre runnin your mouth man
  youre caught in a lie and then theres no way out come on
  betray your friends and your peeps and your family
  livin like a snake livin like a bloody thief
  check my speech cuz it`s deep like the sea
  from me to yall and then from yall back to me ha
  danger danger slay snakes like a ranger
  military style fears god not a stranger
  now tell me tell me whos crews sicker
  mine`s sicker get on your knees you be a dick licker
  
  one for your money
  two for your girl
  three for your life
  now i fucked up your world
  check it
  
  do you like how it feels
  to be bit in the neck by the snake that kills
  do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
  i don`t like how it feels check it
  do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
  
  do you like how it feels
  i don`t like how it feels
  
  i don`t like it
  i don`t want it
  i don`t need it
  i don`t like it
  i don`t want it
  i don`t need it
  what the fuck is up
  
  do you like how it feels
  to be bit in the neck by the snake that kills
  do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
  do you like how it feels
  
  i don`t like how it feels to be bit in the neck by the snake that kills
  by the snake that kills
  by the snake that kills
• no doubt şarkısı.
  
  open the basket
  listen to the flute play
  open the basket
  listen to the flute play
  toot toot toot toot play
  
  snakes in the basket
  lie to lead you astray
  snakes in the basket
  force to make you betray
  your innermost truths hid away
  
  falling down to the underground
  as you slither down to your lair
  hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
  those who were sold out by a corporate board
  
  carry the casket
  never mind the gun spray
  bury the casket
  pawns in someones gameplay
  shoot shoot shoot shoot obey
  
  subscription to the spreading of lies
  soldier catches a glimpse of his demise
  deep down inside even he knows
  snakes come in many shapes and sizes
  snakes have no hands to be tied
  
  concoction of malicious lies
  deep inside the general despises
  himself... listen to the flute play
  another reptile in line
  snakes without grass cannot hide
  
  falling down to the underground
  as you slither down to your lair
  forked tongues spread the poison with a toxic sting
  so much pain their serpentine inhibitions bring
• ol dirty bastard şarkısı.
  
  niggaz is like serpents out there
  [snake style, no one could compete]
  serpents will bite
  lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
  they slither, in the streets of brooklyn, new york
  slither in the streets, of manhattan
  in the streets of queens, streets of the bronx
  streets of staten island
  wherever you see em they slither
  whoever... yo
  fearsome shit... check it out
  yo, yo
  
  it broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
  said stay strong cuz his life is now over
  i flash back to the heathens that he roll with
  they shot him up and down nobody knows shit
  my peers, little ears
  came up to me with a eye full of tears
  last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice
  kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
  we were in the hallway all day
  me, steve, and little ray
  probably at first they tried to rob me
  back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
  then came scotty, fragile body
  my first impression, he returned from a party
  he was just stagger, smellin like bacardi
  the dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties
  pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden
  he licked off, about a dozen
  slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin
  nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin
  blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors
  that`s the last thing that i saw
  damn, we plan to make grands of our home
  [number two]
  
  verse two: the rza
  
  jagged edge, rockin god, hard as stonehenge
  pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge..
  ..hammer, he didn`t give a damn about the manor
  and on the block he was called by the mommas and the grandmas
  indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent
  his weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct
  his most recent cape for catchin papes
  was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes
  then ask what`s the combination to the safe, with the brace
  and those who didn`t reply they fell straight to their face
  razor blade sharp who invades the dark
  and raid more spots than spays and narcs iron heart like tony starks
  a fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron
  and on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens
  greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug
  those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
  a five percent, who all knew was one to ten
  he loved the gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
  and when he came through niggaz be lookin out
  hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in brooklyn house
  in pc, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
  [number two, the snake]
  
  verse three: masta killa
  
  do the knowledge to a nigga named trigga
  bad rude boy from the land of jamaica
  with visions to venture, to the u.s.
  to receive the gold that he couldn`t acheive
  in his country, even though he sold mad weed
  for the next man, who was the don of the clan
  niggaz actin like they got the block locked
  like i can`t sling drug raps and eat food
  but i be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin
  shots lash out like a violent explosion
  at the nigga, who tries to stop my production
  intervene the scene and slow up the cream
  none of that black, east new york, gun talk
  niggaz i extort from baltic to boardwalk
  memories of injuries wounds and burns
  walkin through the streets of medina i stand firm
  cause i know this, which means i can hold mine down
  without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out
  justice must be born there`s no escape
  cause a snake can`t be reformed so i wait
  comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
  and you don`t know no fuckin lessons?
  [number two, the snake]
  
  verse four: ol dirty bastard
  
  bad, bad, leroy brown
  baddest man in the whole damn town
  badder than the deep blue seaaaaa
  badder than you and meeeeee
  niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin
  like a piranha, but i`m bitin you back, like a black pantha
  the style i`m ampin the... fuck my name, who i be?
  fuck the game, it`s all about the moneyyyy!
  owahhaerahh, sometimes i get high with the meth
  then i turn to the killah priest
  when it comes twelve o`clock!!
  i turn into the demon beast, yo
  
  yo fuck that shit!
  [number two, the snake]
  yo! show these motherfuckers what time it is
  [number two, the snake] rawwrarrrah
  rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!
  whose the bad-ass? *rawharrah*
  whose the bad-ass?
  [now number two] rawwwaahrah
  [he practiced the snake style
  he was known as the snake spirit] yeahhhhhh
  
  verse five: buddah monk
  
  lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated
  when i come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this
  slip into my killings, then i slays and you`re helpless
  when i try to stay sick, it`s yacub grafted six
  calm for the kill, knowing the style that`s ill
  when i drop, lyric skills, brothers say, buddah chill!!
  
  outro: ol dirty bastard
  
  i don`t need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!
  to all the wu-tang clan members
  the ghostface killer, the gza, the rza, the ol dirty bastard
  the method man, the chef - raekwon, inspector deck, u-god
  yo!!!
• six feet under $arkısı.lirikleri:
  
  crawling - roaches
  from
  rotten
  orifices
  worms
  sliding
  feeding
  eating
  
  snakes
  
  (ustteki bolum bir daha bu sefer snakes kelimesi yok)
  
  losing
  lifesblood
  turning cold
  pressure
  building
  in your
  skull
  cracking
  crushing
  turning
  screws
  brain
  is dripping
  out your nose
  
  crawling - roaches..(tekrar snakes kelimesi dahil)
• us3 nin en güzel sarkılarından biri.
• görünen o ki nokia'nın yükselişini temsil eden yılan, nokia'nın iyice çıldırdığının göstergesi oldu... n-gage'in resmi sitesinde boydan boya bir bant üzerinde "kaçan yılanlar yüzünden bu site karantina altına alınmıştır, arkadaşlarınıza haber verin!" uyarısı karşılıyor insanı. merak edip tıkladığınızda dünya televizyonlarından tehlikeyi anlatan haber programları görünüyor. o kadar abartmışlar ki "infect" adlı bölümde oyunu bluetooth üzerinden arkadaşlarınıza nasıl göndereceğiniz anlatılıyor. üç boyutluymuş ve download etmek bedavaymış, dur bakalım...
• nokia n-gage ve nokia n-gage qd icin yayinlanmi$ ucretsiz 3 boyutlu yilan oyunu olup super hizli, damarlara adrenalin pompalatan gameplay'i ile goz doldurmaktadir. grafiklerde retro bir hava yakalanmasi da cabasi (bkz: http://www.snakesoutbreak.com/)
• kamera açısını ayarlayabilme, hızlanma, yavaşlama, platform değiştirme ve altıgen yer şekilli^* bölümleri ile kendini saatler boyu oynatıp uykuyu, dersi falan unutturan oyundur. n-gage dışında hiç bir telefonda çalışmaması da ayrı bir olay gerçi.
• six feet under ın icinde cok ho$ riffler barındıran nefis sarkisi. ayrica papa roach ın snakes'ıde cok basarili.
• (bkz: the snakes)