Cha.
Description :
Music Is Drug. That's all..
Blog perso:
x-chach0ou.skyrock.com (:
Genre(s) :
- Autre / Non spécifié
Influence(s) :
- Everything...
Popup
Cha.
Cha.
Eminem - Lose Yourself.
| Numéro de la piste | Titre | Classement | Nombre d'écoutes | Télécharger | Ajouter à mon blog | Actions |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Eminem - Lose Yourself. | 270 lectures | ||||
| 2 | 3Oh!3 - Chokechain. | 61 lectures | ||||
| 3 | Tamtrum - The World You Live In... | 30 lectures | ||||
| 4 | Eths - Détruis-moi. | 143 lectures |
Charlène . 16ans . Cholet .
[ Ajouter un commentaire ]
[ 18 commentaires ]
# Posté le mercredi 27 février 2008 20:17
Modifié le dimanche 31 mai 2009 10:01
Music is my life*
- Abigail Williams; Adept; Aiden; Airway; Akoufen; Alesana; Alexisonfire; All That Remains; All Shall Perish; Amy Winehouse; Angels & Airwaves; Angtoria; Anna Tsuchiya; Apparitions Of The End; AqME; Arch Enemy; Architects; Arctic Monkeys; A Trail Of Horror; As Blood Runs Black; As Falling By Her Fault; As I Lay Dying; Avarus; Avenged Sevenfold; Before The Burial; Before Their Eyes; Behind My Fears; Björk; Blessing Sins; Bless The Fall; Blink 182; Boats and Birds; Bring Me The Horizon; Brokencyde; Bullet For My Valentine; Bury Tomorrow; Caliban; Calogero; Cannibal Corpse; Carcer City; Carnifex; Chimaira; Chiodos; Chris Daughtry; Cinema Bizarre; Combichrist; Cradle Of Filth; Cute Is What We Aim For; Dagoba; Dance Gavin Dance; Deez Nuts; Dimmu Borgir; Dividing The Line; Dope Stars Inc.; Drop Dead, Gorgeous; Ed-Äke; Eminem; Empires Fade; Empyr; Enhancer; Enter Shikari; Epica; Escape The Fate; Eths; Evanescence; Eyeless; Fall Out Boy; Fall Of Death; Feist; Fis(ch)er; Foo Fighters; For Love And Hate; Four Letter Lie; From Dying Skies; From First To Last; Funeral For A Friend; Gojira; He Is Legend; Head Automatica; Heartbrightskies; eaven Shall Burn; HIM; Hinder; Hypocrisy; I Am Ghost; IAMX; Ignominious Incarceration; In Fear And Faith; It Dies Today; Intohimo; Jeffree Star; Josh Royse; Joshua; Justice; Justin(e); Kelly Clarkson; Kill Hannah; Kittie; KoRn; L'Ame Imortelle; Last Words; Left Hand Legacy; Lifehouse; Linkin Park; Lostprophets; Madina Lake; Marilyn Manson; Metro Station; Mikoto; Mindless Self Indulgence; Mogwai; Moneen; Motion City Soundtrack; Mr. Smith; Mudvayne; Muse; Mxpx; My Chemical Romance; Mypollux; New Found Glory; New Order; Nightshade; Nightwish; Nirvana; Noir Desir; November Blessing; Nox Arcana; Nural; Oh, Hush!; Olivia; One Way Mirror; Otep; Our Last Night; Panic! At The Disco; Papa Roach; Paramore; Peach ftl; Penny Wise; Pinups And Pullouts; Pink; Placebo; Pleymo; Post Offense; Psapp; Put It On Tape; Radiohead; Requiem For A Dream; Rise Of The Northstar; Robots In Disguise; Saez; Samara Morgan; Scary Kids Scaring Kids; Secondhand Serenade; Sepultura; Seven Deadly Sins; Silent; Silverstein; Simplyd4rk; Sky eats Airplane; Slipknot; Son Of The Mourning; Sonny Moore; Stand As One; Stone Sour; Stuck In The Sound; Sugarcult; Suicide Silence; Sum41; System Of A Down; Tamtrum; Terminal Choice; The All American Rejects; The Band AparT; The Beverly Secret; The Cure; The Devil Wears Prada; The Dirty Pleasure Promotion; The Fray; The Hoosiers; The Parisians; The Sounds; The Strokes; The Veronicas; The Do; Three Day Grace; Trivium; Uncommonmenfrommars; Undercover Slut; Underminded; Underoath; VeraSun; Vanna; Waiting For Chelsea; We Are The Ocean; Wednesday 13; When Memories Fade; Where Eagles Dare; Within Temptation; Zeraphine; 30H!3; 3o Seconds To Mars; (+44) ... -
[ Ajouter un commentaire ]
[ 2 commentaires ]
# Posté le dimanche 20 avril 2008 16:04
Modifié le dimanche 31 mai 2009 09:47
MP3 : Sôma / Eths - Détruis-moi. (2004)
[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]
- Titre : Eths - Détruis-moi.
- Album : Sôma
- Année : 2004
Paroles :
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi!
Si c'est ton jeu, détruis-moi!
Mange les restes dans la poubelle.
Mais vomis pour que tu sois plus belle.
Belle est laide quand elle est sur scène.
Elle se moque de tout même.
Quand ils la saignent.
Lève-toi!
Ces gens parlent si bas.
Lève-toi!
Ne les entends pas!
Mais je les écoute.
Laide a un doute.
Ils ne me connaissent pas.
Mais crachent treize fois.
Je connais bien mon rôle.
Et j'ai besoin de toi.
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Salis-moi, ne me néglige pas.
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Qui suis toi.
Tu ne t'aimes pas?
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Si c'est ton jeu, détruis-moi!
Suceurs, tout est dans ma bouche.
J'en suis la souche.
Votre venin est si doux.
La grosse ne crachera pas.
Tes ongles sont si sales.
Ton vernis craque.
Elle, quelque fois.
Aurait voulu être elle.
Quelques joies pour quelques peines.
Elle, sans visage, ne donne pas son âge.
Le regard, sagement dérobé.
Élevage des âmes, plein corsage...
Quel corps vais-je vendre aujourd'hui?
Choisir je ne saurais.
Mais pour eux le mieux serait.
La peau nue de ma poupée; Si souvent, je la porterais.
Vous pourrez alors, cracher, détruire, voler, me saccager.
Sous elle je ris si fort que peut-être m'entendrez-vous?
Sous elle je ris si fort que peut-être étais-ce vous?
Sous elle, je cris si fort.
Sous elle, je ris si fort.
Sous elle, je vis si fort.
Sous elle, je prie si fort.
Sous elle, je gis si fort.
Sous elle, je ris si fort que peut-être m'entendrez-vous?
Sous elle, je cris si fort que peut-être la tueriez-vous?
Elle sans visage, ne donne pas son âge.
Le regard sagement dérobé.
Élevage des âmes, plein corsage...
Quel corps vais-je vendre?
Aujourd'hui.
N'est pas sans rappeler demain.
Je regarde le sang sur mes mains: Beau paysage!
Si c'est ton jeu, détruis-moi!
Mange les restes dans la poubelle.
Mais vomis pour que tu sois plus belle.
Belle est laide quand elle est sur scène.
Elle se moque de tout même.
Quand ils la saignent.
Lève-toi!
Ces gens parlent si bas.
Lève-toi!
Ne les entends pas!
Mais je les écoute.
Laide a un doute.
Ils ne me connaissent pas.
Mais crachent treize fois.
Je connais bien mon rôle.
Et j'ai besoin de toi.
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Salis-moi, ne me néglige pas.
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Qui suis toi.
Tu ne t'aimes pas?
Tu n'es pas mieux que moi.
Si c'est ton jeu, détruis-moi!
Suceurs, tout est dans ma bouche.
J'en suis la souche.
Votre venin est si doux.
La grosse ne crachera pas.
Tes ongles sont si sales.
Ton vernis craque.
Elle, quelque fois.
Aurait voulu être elle.
Quelques joies pour quelques peines.
Elle, sans visage, ne donne pas son âge.
Le regard, sagement dérobé.
Élevage des âmes, plein corsage...
Quel corps vais-je vendre aujourd'hui?
Choisir je ne saurais.
Mais pour eux le mieux serait.
La peau nue de ma poupée; Si souvent, je la porterais.
Vous pourrez alors, cracher, détruire, voler, me saccager.
Sous elle je ris si fort que peut-être m'entendrez-vous?
Sous elle je ris si fort que peut-être étais-ce vous?
Sous elle, je cris si fort.
Sous elle, je ris si fort.
Sous elle, je vis si fort.
Sous elle, je prie si fort.
Sous elle, je gis si fort.
Sous elle, je ris si fort que peut-être m'entendrez-vous?
Sous elle, je cris si fort que peut-être la tueriez-vous?
Elle sans visage, ne donne pas son âge.
Le regard sagement dérobé.
Élevage des âmes, plein corsage...
Quel corps vais-je vendre?
Aujourd'hui.
N'est pas sans rappeler demain.
Je regarde le sang sur mes mains: Beau paysage!
[ Ajouter un commentaire ]
[ 1 commentaire ]
# Posté le lundi 18 août 2008 17:43
Modifié le dimanche 23 novembre 2008 09:25
MP3 : 8 mile / Eminem - Lose Yourself. (2002)
[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]
- Titre : Eminem - Lose Yourself.
- Album : 8 mile
- Année : 2002
Paroles :
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partna', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
[Hook]
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partna', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
[Hook]
[ Ajouter un commentaire ]
[ 1 commentaire ]
# Posté le mardi 30 décembre 2008 20:35
Modifié le mardi 30 décembre 2008 21:06
MP3 : Want / 3Oh!3 - Chokechain. (2008)
[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]
- Titre : 3Oh!3 - Chokechain.
- Album : Want
- Année : 2008
Paroles :
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got yo' dogs on a collar, balla
So how you like that?
Chokechain for their necks, and I don't think they bite back
Woof woof - How they howl
Give some chow, they bout to growl
Little dogs will kill you dude, as soon as you let 'em out
Purebred (Purebred)
Got 'em with the nice coat
Your head (Your head)
When I get them at the right throat
Dig deep(dig deep)
Shock collars on their necks
You fuck with 3OH!3, and motherfuckas know they next
Now get yo' drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
Getcha getcha drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
I got a chokechain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - chockchain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - Chokechain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar ( sh-sh-shock collar)
I got a choke chain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar (sh-sh-shock collar)
I got my woof from a white teen - He won't bite me
Fuckin with me, and you'll get bitten most likely
Howlin' at the moon - growling at the lightning
ugh - this thing is mad frightening
We got the drum hits, tell your kid to get a bit a etiquette
Before he splits his seed to try to spit a bit of rhetoric
You gotta sa-say, g-g-go put it away
Yeah we be runnin' the game, now it's all one in the same
Now get yo' drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
Getcha getcha drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got a chokechain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - chockchain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - Chokechain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar ( sh-sh-shock collar)
I got a choke chain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar (sh-sh-shock collar)
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got yo' dogs on a collar, balla
So how you like that?
Chokechain for their necks, and I don't think they bite back
Woof woof - How they howl
Give some chow, they bout to growl
Little dogs will kill you dude, as soon as you let 'em out
Purebred (Purebred)
Got 'em with the nice coat
Your head (Your head)
When I get them at the right throat
Dig deep(dig deep)
Shock collars on their necks
You fuck with 3OH!3, and motherfuckas know they next
Now get yo' drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
Getcha getcha drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
I got a chokechain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - chockchain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - Chokechain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar ( sh-sh-shock collar)
I got a choke chain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar (sh-sh-shock collar)
I got my woof from a white teen - He won't bite me
Fuckin with me, and you'll get bitten most likely
Howlin' at the moon - growling at the lightning
ugh - this thing is mad frightening
We got the drum hits, tell your kid to get a bit a etiquette
Before he splits his seed to try to spit a bit of rhetoric
You gotta sa-say, g-g-go put it away
Yeah we be runnin' the game, now it's all one in the same
Now get yo' drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
Getcha getcha drum on (c'mon and getcha drum on)
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got this shit on lock
I got this shit on lock
Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block
I got a chokechain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - chockchain for my pit bull lane
I got a shock collar for my rottweiler
Got a - Chokechain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar ( sh-sh-shock collar)
I got a choke chain (ch-ch-chokechain)
I got a shock collar (sh-sh-shock collar)
[ Ajouter un commentaire ]
[ Aucun commentaire ]
# Posté le dimanche 22 mars 2009 08:24
Modifié le dimanche 22 mars 2009 08:36
- Annonceurs •
- Jobs •
- Contact •
- Aide •
- Sécurité •
- Conditions •
- Signaler un abus •
- Blog Skyrock