Eminem – Lil Wayne – 50 Cents – Anthem of The Kings – Lyrics

Anthem of the Kings Lyrics

Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right…
I.. I owe you for this one

 

Eminem:

They think they crazy But they ain’t crazy lets face it
Shit basically they just playin sick
They ain’t shit they ain’t sayin shit
Spray umh 50 (gun shots) A to K get in the way
I bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fuckin mayhem
You stayin wit me Don’t let me lose you I’m not tryin to confuse you
When I let lose wit this oozee And just shoot through you Izuzu
You get the message Am I gettin through to you
You know it’s comin You motherfuckers dont even kno do you
Take some BIG and some PAC And you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a little bit Yellow Top What the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers Tied up in a knot
The Jebanauds of this rap shit Like it or not it’s like a fight to the top To see who die for the spot You put your life in this
Nothin like survivng a shot Y’all know what time it is
Soon as 50 signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats
Cause I get alot Shady Records was 80 seconds Away from the towers
Them cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children
Their Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier
Your now about to witness the power
Fuck umh!

 

50 cent:The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
Shit I aint even got to try to shine God’s a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain I got scribtures in my brain (ay It’s 50)
You see a nigga laid out Wit his fuckin top blown off
(It’s 50, Man that was’nt 50) They don’t holla my name
You should’nt throw stones If you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw You should watch your mouth
Cause I’ll break your face
Have you ass runnin Mumbling to the check
Your going against me dogg You makin a mistake I split yo lip You lookin like them Michael Jack-Son Jackets Wit all them zippers I’m the boss on this boat
You can call me Skipper The way I turn the money over
You should call me Flipper
Your Bitch a regular Bitch
Your callin her Wifey I fucked her feed her fast food
You keepin’ her Icee I’m down to sell records
But not my soul Snoop said this in ‘94
“We don’t love them ho’s” I got pennies for my dogs
Now I’m rich See the 20’s spinnin’ Lookin mean on the 6
Nigga’s wearin flags Cause the colors match they clothes
The get caught in the wrong hood

 

Lil Wayne: God Damn
Nix gonna hit a nigga in his head with this one I’m a paint the city red with this one I’m ahead with this one
See you fucking with the boy with two toys way before Christmas
No assistance just that persistance with
that commitment if I don’t get it somebody gonna die tonight I know my vibe is tight and I deserve the throne and if the kid ain’t right then let me die on this song
See I be riding just riding alone With my daddy on my mind like you gotta be kidding
How the hell you ain’t here to see a prince do his thing somtimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
Shall be So I be who I be That’s me
That’s Weezy F Baby and Please say the motherfucking
So I be who I be that’s me That’s Weezy F Baby and
Please say the motherfucking

 

(Hook) Baby you gotta know
I’m just out here doing what I gotta do for me and you
and we eating so bitch why the fuck is you trippin’
I’m taking these chances My head to the sky
My feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don’t move Then I won’t budge won’t budge
No I won’t budge no
Lord Money is the motivation
Facing the avenue
Back touching the wall
Got the weed got the gun
Gotta run when I hear the bird call (Dad)Hop in that thing and merk off Swerve off
You know me they call me birdman junior
Anybody murderer if Birdman sponsor it Phantom of the Oprah
All black crop tent locked in I can let them shots out
you can’t get no shots in
Bulletproof Leave a nigga with a bullet-roof
Shoot ya’ in your mouth Leroy
They call him bullet-tooth I’m like What it do What it do
There’s a full court pressure I’m just going for the two
If I’m open for the three I’m a take it in a second
Even if theres one second I’m a make it it’s nothing
I don’t take it for granted I don’t take it for nothing
I’m a take it for what it’s worth to the dirt motherfucker
Yeah

And by the way, for all who might wonder wtf I didn’t do any update for such a long time: I am busyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Filet Mignon and Lobster recipes are by far not the main reasons…

Maksim – Znaesh Li Ty – Lyrics (Russian/English)

Знаешь Ли Ты? Russian Lyrics

Я так привыкла жить одним тобой, одним тобой
Встречать рассвет и слышать как проснёшься не со мной
Мне стало так легко дышать в открытое окно
И повторять ей лишь одно…

Припев:

 

Знаешь ли ты вдоль ночных дорог
Шла босиком не жалея ног?
Сердце его теперь в твоих руках.
Не потеряй его и не сломай

 

Чтоб не нести вдоль ночных дорог
Пепел любви в руках, сбив ноги в кровь.
Пульс его теперь в твоих глазах.
Не потеряй его и не сломай

 

И в январе пусть бьётся серый дождь к нему в окно
Пусть обнимает не меня, но помнит всё равно
И пусть случайно моё имя вслух произнесёт
И пусть молчит, что всё же помнит

 

А за окном сжигает фонари проклятый дождь
Мой нежный мальчик, ты прости меня за эту дрожь
И пусть сквозь слёзы прошептала тихое «Прощай»
Не забывай, не забывай

 

{Припев} x 2

 

Do You Know? English Translation

I got so used to living through you alone, through you alone
Greeting the dawn and sensing that you will not wake up with me
It became much easier for me to breathe at the open window
And to repeat only one thing to her…

 

Chorus:

 

Do you know I walked barefoot
Along night roads not caring about my feet?
His heart is now in your hands.
Do not give him up and do not bring him down

 

In order not to carry along night roads
Love’s ashes in my arms, I am beating my feet until they bleed. (lit: to blood)
His pulse is now in your eyes.
Do not give him up and do not bring him down

 

And, in January, may grey rain beat on his window
May he not hug me but remember all the same
And may he inadvertently exclaim my name aloud 
And may he keep quiet what he remembers nevertheless

 

But beyond the window, the damned rain burns out the lamps.
My gentle boy, forgive me for this trembling
And although through tears I whispered quietly “Good-bye”
Do not forget, do not forget

 

{Chorus} x 2

Znaesh li ty – Transliteration

Ja tak privykla zhit’ odnim toboj, odnim toboj,
Vstrechat’ rassvet i slyshat’ kak prosnesh’sja ne so mnoj…
Mne stalo tak legko dyshat’ v otkrytoe okno,
I povtorjat’ ej lish’ odno….

 

Znaesh’ li ty, vdol’ nochnyh dorog shla bosikom, ne zhaleja nog,
Serdce ego teper’ v tvoih rukah, ne poterjaj ego i ne slomaj,
Chtob ne nesti vdol’ nochnyh dorog pepel ljubvi v rukah, sbiv nogi v krov’,
Pul’s ego teper’ v tvoih glazah, ne poterjaj ego i ne slomaj….

 

I v janvare pust’ b’etsja seryj dozhd’ k nemu v okno,
Pust’ obnimaet ne menja, no pomnit vse ravno,
I pust’ sluchajno moe imja vsluh proizneset,
I pust’ molchit, chto vse zhe pomnit…

 

A za oknom szhigaet fonari prokljatyj dozhd’,
Moj nezhnyj mal’chik ty prosti menja za jetu drozh’,
I pust’ skvoz’ slezy prosheptala tihoe prowaj,
Ne zabyvaj, ne zabyvaj,

 

Znaesh’ li ty, vdol’ nochnyh dorog shla bosikom, ne zhaleja nog,
Serdce ego teper’ v tvoih rukah, ne poterjaj ego i ne slomaj,
Chtob ne nesti vdol’ nochnyh dorog pepel ljubvi v rukah, sbiv nogi v krov’,
Pul’s ego teper’ v tvoih glazah, ne poterjaj ego i ne slomaj….

 

Credits: English translation via ooltra.net and transliteration via yahoo answers

Thompson – Ima Nešto Vrijednije od Zlata – Lyrics – Croatian

Opet misli neke trgaju mi san
na srce mi noćas tiha slutnja pala
da me voliš reci bar jednom na dan
a ja ću reći, vjerujem ti mala

 

Nikad nećeš znati, koliko mi znači
kad si pored mene, zajedno smo jači
sve je više tužnih bura i oluja
a sve manje ljudi i slavuja

 

Ima nešto vrijednije od zlata
to su tvoje ruke oko moga vrata
ima nešto što u tami blista
to je naša ljubav, iskrena i čista
iskrena i čista

Thompson – Something more Precious than Gold – Lyrics – English Translation

Again the thoughts are tearing off my dream
In my heart there’s strange hunch tonight
Please tell me that you love me at least once a day
and I’ll say I believe you baby

 

You’ll never know how much it means to me
When you’re by my side
There’s more and more sad winds and storms
and less and less people and nightingales

 

There’s something what’s worth more than gold
your arms around my neck
there’s something that glows in the dark
that’s our love, honest and pure
honest and pure

 

Credits: Translation by Dangerous & Moving

Casa Poporului - House of Parliament, own Picture

A typical Romanian would probably stress now that it is the nearly largest building of the world, second only to the Pentagon and actually, after 9/11 even the largest (at least I heard so). He will consider it also the right moment to let you know that Bucharest is actually little Paris and does not mind about the fact that there are several other Eastern European capitals which claim this very title for themselves. Indeed, it were in most cases French architects (Paul Gotterau is the first to be mentioned here) who built the most interesting buildings in the Romanian Capital (see here for more examples).

A less known, but extremely well fitting comparison – brought to me by Mihai – is about Bucharest being little Venice. It refers to the poor performance of the local canalization system and the flooded streets after a rain or when snow melts. In collaboration with the potholed streets and sidewalks it indeed resembles little Venice; just that the badly needed boats are missing.

But for several weeks we had snow and several centimeters of ice on the sidewalks as hardly the streets have been cleared. At least not without the very personal intervention of Major Oprescu. After four weeks of discussions whether streets have been cleared or not , Oprescu went out at 3 A.M. to look for himself and afterwards fined all snow clearing companies. One day later the streets looked awesome. The sidewalks instead not, and so people walked on the streets to get to work I for myself have become quite an expert at ice figure skating, but of course I lack the elegance. Bad for me, fun for the viewers.

Better news do not exist right now, as Romania is still being hit hard by crisis. GDP fell last year by some 7.7%, unemployment in Romania is on the rise and many salaries have been reduced. I just witnessed several newspapers being closed and remaining redactors facing the fact to work for 20% – 30% less salary. Just over night. For my German readers I might mention that Nokia actually raised the salaries here by 9% right now, but that’s an exception.

One might argue that it is not Romania’s fault as Romania did not produce the crisis, but – among others – has to suffer the consequences now. Yet, if the guys here had used the years of growth before properly it would not have been that accentuated. For example, the planned and badly needed investments in infrastructure have been delayed all the time and as a result e.g. Mercedes opted in late 2008 for Hungary and their nice highways instead for Romania. Nokia’s suppliers did not come as promised streets haven’t been built, while politicians spent the allocated money for current spending or simply bullshit like the next “feasibility study “ with astonishing prices. And the people here just accept such monkey business instead of kicking those politicians’ asses. It’s the same as with snow clearing, actually.

That is not to say, that here are not good points, too. Romanians, when they happened to criticize something about their country usually start with the assertion they don’t want to generalize anything and close with the conclusion, that there are actually several “honest, hard working and admirable people” in this country, namely on the country side. I have never been good at diplomacy and stuff, neither I am a big fan of the countryside and hard working in subsistence agriculture and thus, I will end this post in a different way: Bucharest is great city; the people here are quite polite and educated and especially much more civilized as their buddies on the countryside (including wannabe cities) tell them to be. And I have the opportunity to work with some of Europe’s best online developers and marketers here. That’s amazing and I really appreciate them and their little Paris.

Cya soon
Stef

Update: We have boats now

The happy dude in the video below is living in a side-district of Bucharest and takes the boat for buying some bread at the corner store

Crocodile Gena’s Birthday Song

Let the pedestrians walk clumsily through the puddles
And let the water run over the asphalt in a river.
It’s unclear to the passersby,
On this rainy day,
Why I’m so happy.

But I’m playing the concertina
For all the passersby to see.
Unfortunately,
Birthdays
Only come once a year.

I wish that a wizard
Would fly in, in a light blue helicopter,
And show a movie for free.
He would wish me a happy birthday
And probably, leave as a present
500 ice cream sandwiches.

But I’m playing the concertina
For all the passersby to see.
Unfortunately,
Birthdays
Only come once a year.

Lyrics translation seem to be first posted here

The very same song sung by Esther Ofarim

Shecharchoret Hebrew Transliteration – Lyrics

 

Shecharchoret yikre’uni
tzach haya ori
umilahat shemesh kayitz
va’ani shechori

 

 

Chorus:
Shecharchoret
yafyafit kol kach
be’einayich esh bo’eret
libi kulo shelach

 

 

Shecharchoret yikre’uni
kol yordei hayam
im od pa’am yikre’uni
shuv elech itam

 

 

Shecharchoret yikre’eni
ben le’av molech
im od pa’am yikre’uni
acharav elech

Shecharchoret English Translation – Lyrics

The dark girl, they call me
my skin was pure white
from the fire of the summer sun
I am dark

 

 

Chorus:
Dark girl
so very beautiful
in your eyes – a burning fire
my heart is all yours

 

 

The dark girl, they call me
all those who go down to the sea
if again they call me
I will go with them again

 

 

The dark girl, they call me
son to the ruling king
if he calls me again
I will follow him

Credits: Hebrew songs

Тина Кароль – Ноченька

 

 

Просто так, неожиданно пришел закат,
Ласково ноченька приплыла к нам с того берега,
К шелку уронила.
Что не так? И зачем я так хочу бежать
Долго ли лодочка, ты плыви плыви,
Больно мне помнить

 

 

Припев:
Я хочу улететь,
Чтобы высоко и вниз не смотреть,
И за руку тебя милый мой,
Заберу я с собой…
Ты оставил мне след,
По которому, я буду лететь.
И за руку тебя, мой родной,
Заберу я с собой…

 

 

Как узнать, что на сердце у тебя, родной,
Милый мой сказкою, превратились наши дни с тобой…
И полюбила
Целовал, каждый вечер мои рученьки,
Говорил “Я с тобой, – не разлей вода”,
Больно мне помнить…

 

 

Припев:
Я хочу улететь,
Чтобы высоко и вниз не смотреть,
И за руку тебя милый мой,
Заберу я с собой…
Ты оставил мне след,
По которому, я буду лететь.
И за руку тебя, мой родной,
Заберу я с собой…

 

 

Посмотри на небо, и вспомни,
Почему с любовью не спорят,
Попроси кого-то напомнить,
Почему с любовью не спорят…

 

 

Припев:
Я хочу улететь,
Чтобы высоко и вниз не смотреть,
И за руку тебя милый мой,
Заберу я с собой…
Ты оставил мне след,
По которому, я буду лететь.
И за руку тебя, мой родной,
Заберу я с собой….

I discovered the cheat tonight, however, it seems some others did, too and posted it already. However, I prepared the pictures and so I am gonna post the cheat, too.

The Farmville Dairy Farm Cheat for gratis Cows

The new Farmville dairy farm allows you to store up to 20 cows in one building and to milk them at once. Pretty good, I was anyhow running out of space. Now you need a cow in your gift box and all you have to do is dragging this cow directly into the dairy farm (Gift box > use > select cow > drag it into the dairy farm). There will some green stars flickering that indicate that the cow moves into the farm. Afterwards you will see that there is still one cow left in the gift box as the farmville application obviosly notices the usage only if you drag the cow first somewhere on the ground. So: get them directly into the farm. Have fun with farmville, I just created three new dairies

PS: Another strange thing I just observed is that the three dairies I created some 20 mites ago for the pictures were already ready for harvest. Anybody knows more about that?

Intro: AZ

 

 

This is what… this what they want huh?
This is what it’s all about..
What? Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don’t understand, youknowImean?
Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man
Ya know what I mean?
Niggaz don’t understand the four devils:
Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy
Wicked niggaz man

 

 

AZ the Visualiza
Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac
And let’s all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact, touch mines, and I’ll react like a Rottweiler
Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettucini Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats
See me I’m an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black

 

 

Cormega
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny’s to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die – he too soft
That nigga’s dead on, a key of heroin, they found his head on
the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo my people from Medina they will see you
when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends
U-Conn’s and ninja black Lexus, ‘Mega the pretty boy
with mafia connections it’s The Firm nigga set it

 

 

Nas
Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes
and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It’s sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate
And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit
It’s logic, as long as it’s nobody that’s in my clique
My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill’ to get the system off me
“Life’s a Bitch,” but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I’ll be flooded with ice so hellfire can’t scorch me
Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars
Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar

 

 

Foxy Brown
In the black Camaro
Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee’s be the apparel
Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions
in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
He money bags got Moet, Sean Don
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain’t got a clue what we about to do
My whole team we shittin hard like Czar
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the ‘Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jewel, sippin Crist-ies
Sittin on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!
We stay incogni’ like all them thug niggaz in Marcy
The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke
Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that’s pure though
Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar
Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama, but wait it’s half and half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen, now add the other two that ‘Mega bringin through
So let’s see, if we flip this other key
Then that’s more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key
The Firm baby, volume one uhh..

Jay-Z, Rihanna, Kanye West – Run this Town – Lyrics and Video

Rihanna
Feel it coming in the air
Hear the screams from everywhere
I’m addicted to the the thrill (I’m Ready)
It’s a dangerous love affair (C’mon)
Can’t be scaring nickels down
Got a problem, tell me now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight
Is who gon’ run this town tonight
We gon’ run this town

 

 

Jay-Z
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get y’all fatigues on, all black everything
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers
I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia, I’ll explain later
But for now, let me get back to this paper
I’m a couple bands down and I’m tryna get back
I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah, I’m talking five comma six zeroes dot zero ?
Back to running circles ’round niggas, now we squared up
Hold up

 

 

Rihanna
Life’s a game but it’s not fair
I break the rules so I don’t care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory’s within the mile
Almost there, don’t give up now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight

 

 

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

 

 

Jay-Z
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar
Please follow the leader, so Eric B we are
Microphone fiend, it’s the return of the God, peace God
And ain’t nobody fresher
I’m in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela
On the table, screaming fuck the other side, they jealous
We got a bankhead full of broads, they got a table full of fellas
And they ain’t spendin’ no cake
They should throw they hand in, ’cause they ain’t got no spades
My whole team got dough
So my bankhead is lookin’ like Millionaires’ Row

 

 

Rihanna
Life’s a game but it’s not fair
I break the rules so I don’t care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory’s within the mile
Almost there, don’t give up now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight

 

 

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

 

 

Kanye West
It’s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on your dick, no homo
I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Next time I’m in church, please no photos
Police escorts, everybody passports
This the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash course
What you think I rap for? To push a fuckin’ Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stunting
All these girls only gon’ want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon’ come is it’s good when I’m coming
She got an ass that’ll swallow up her G-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I’m beasting, off the re-sling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
I’m just tryna change the color on your mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
What’s that, Ye? Baby, these heels
Is that a May-what? Baby, these wheels
You trippin’ when you ain’t sippin’, have a refill
You feelin’ like you run it, huh?
Now you know how we feel

 

 

Jay-Z
Wha’sup?
Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Jay-Z
Wha’sup?

 

 

Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

 

 

Jay-Z
Wha’sup?