i wish

• graham coxonun the sky is too high albümünden klibe sahip tek şarkı. who the fuck gibi albümün kendini belli eden şarkılarındandır...
  biraz tekdüzedir... zevklidir, güzeldir...
  
  bir de şarkının ilk birkaç saniyesi gitar sesleri ve graham bey'in sesi farklı hoparlörlerden gelir - beyefendinin (sigara süslü fakat) yalın sesini dinlemek için güzel bir fırsattır.
• bir r kelly sarkisi. ozellikle "to the homies that we lost" versiyonu mukemmel olan sarki.
  
  yo what up, my nigga
  you know i was in the hood
  i just thought i'd stop by
  holler at you for a minute
  pour out a little liquor or something
  
  [verse 1-r.kelly]
  nigga, we done been through a lot of shit together
  from running these streets to being down for whatever
  and now that you're gone i got a whole lot of shit to tell you
  things i should've said way back when we was younger
  remember when we used to roll hand in hand
  and now i'm tripping on how i really miss you, man
  and remember when you and me would say
  we'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay
  it's all good now (my nigga)
  we out the hood now (mmm)
  we had the same ideas, but not the same careers
  we shared the same old laugh, and now the same tears
  you were my homie, my sconey, my roni
  my nigga and never placed no bitch before me
  man, i swear to god i love you for that shit
  why'd you have to get hit
  where was i, what time was it
  you were supposed to get older with me
  on stage, hands on shoulders with me
  copping them range rovers with me
  sitting on thangs and smoking trees
  and if it wasn't for the will that god had made
  i'd turn back the hands of time and take your place
  sitting here sipping on this hennessy
  just thinking about how much you meant to me (my nigga)
  even when you're gone you will always be my nigga
  when you went home i'm still missing you, my nigga
  i'm feeling like the timing was wrong, my nigga
  i know you're smiling down saying carry on, my nigga
  sometimes my nights can get long, my nigga
  sometimes i feel god did me wrong, my nigga
  so i had to write a song, my nigga
  just to let you know that you're still my nigga
  
  [chorus]
  i wish, i wish, i wish (oh i)
  i wish, i wish, i wish
  
  [verse 2-r.kelly]
  little son is looking at me like, "where is my daddy?"
  and your 13-year old daughter is mad 'cause she understands
  promised your mama i'd take care of the family
  but she's so hurt, she turns away my helping hands
  damn, i wish your ass was here, my nigga
  to grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my nigga
  and we would talk about you getting up out this game
  and you would tell me how it keeps calling you name
  (we used to ride-ride-ride)
  never afraid to (die-die-die)
  but sometimes we (cry-cry-cry)
  asking the lord (why-why-why)
  they're tearing down these projects
  we were homies for like 20 thug years
  sat in church and cried the same thug tears
  you remember when vibe world premier
  how we used to share the same old gear
  and remember when you and me would say
  we'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay
  (it's all good now) my nigga
  we out the hood now
  it's so easy for folks to say, "rob, just live on"
  when i'm dying every second that you're gone
  nevertheless i try my best to be strong
  hoping you said your prayers before you went on home
  when we stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze
  we'd slapbox dead in the middle of streets
  and if a fight broke out, you would take up for me
  you're all i have left of these ghetto memories
  
  chorus
  
  [boo]
  uh, uh, yo dog, i can't explain how i miss you
  we stayed together, copping cane, poppin pistols
  i miss you most
  putting the doo rag over your bean head
  even out the hood on the scene you brag (whoa)
  coming up off the fiends for bags
  running up out the cleaners, drag
  you was the closest nigga i had
  look how we stayed aces
  hustled, made big faces
  i wish we could trade places
  fuck giving you ice, i'd rather give you life
  and the thigns that i had, i'd give you twice (oh yeah)
  
  [gotti]
  so what the deal, my nigga, i know you holding it down
  if you could see me you would say i'm talking soft right now
  but it's hard for me to say when i'ma seee you again
  and i know it's fucked up, i gotta talk through this pen
  but you're died for the love of the dough
  the love of the block, 16 you was running the spot
  boy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb
  hanging with wild thug niggas, smoking the herb (mmm, hmm, hmm)
  i'm gonna keep pouring this liquor and that's my word
  this here is for niggas that be flipping them birds
  (oh) word up!
  
  [r.kelly]
  even though you know you will always be my nigga
  (whoa...whoa...oh...oh)
  even though you're gone you will also be my nigga
  i'm feeling like the time when i'm high, my nigga
  i'm feeling like the time
  i'm strung out, saying "radio, please don't take the nigga out
  this song"
  let it play on, go on, on
  so i had to write this song, my nigga
  just to let you know that you're still my nigga
  
  (bkz: sozlerini de copy paste edeyim tam olsun)
• ingilizce "dilerim ki - dilerdim ki - keşke" demektir.
  
  80'li yıllarda meşhur olmuş olan bir bolero parçası.
• skee lo'nun efsanevi $arkisi.. 12 ya$indayken dinlerdik..
  
  we're takin' calls on the wish line
  making all your wacky wishes come true
  
  hello
  
  1-i wish i was little bit taller,
  i wish i was a baller,
  i wish i had a girl who looked good
  i would call her
  i wish i had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
  and a six four impala
  
  i wish i was like six-foot-nine
  so i can get with leoshi
  cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
  you know i see her all the time
  everywhere i go, and even in my dreams
  i can scheme a way to make her mine
  cause i know she's livin phat
  her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
  so how am i gonna compete with that
  'cause when it comes to playing basketball
  i'm always last to be picked
  and in some cases never picked at all
  so i just lean up on the wall
  or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
  who came to watch their men ball
  dag y'all! i never understood, black
  why the jocks get the fly girls
  and me i get the hood rats
  i tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
  got hit with a bottle
  and i been in the hospital
  for talkin' that mess
  i confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
  that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
  glad i came to my senses
  like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
  overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
  right?
  so when i asked her out she said i wasn't her type
  (rpt 1, 1)
  
  i wish i had a brand-new car
  so far, i got this hatchback
  and everywhere i go, yo i gets laughed at
  and when i'm in my car i'm laid back
  i got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
  but that's flat
  and do you really wanna know what's really whack
  see i can't even get a date
  so, what do you think of that?
  i heard that prom night is a bomb night
  with the hood rats you can hold tight
  but really tho' i 'm a figaro
  when i'm in my car i can't even get a hello
  well so many people wanna cruise crenshaw on sunday
  well then i'ma have to get in my car and go
  you know i take the 110 until the 105
  get off at crenshaw tell my homies look alive
  cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
  in a concrete jungle and
  these girls just keep passin' me by
  she looks fly, she looks fly
  makes me say my, my, my
  (rpt 1, 1)
  
  i wish i was a little bit taller...
  i wish i was a baller...
  i wish i was a little bit taller y'all
  i wish i was a baller (3)
  
  hey, i wish i had my way
  'cause everyday would be a friday
  you could even speed on the highway
  i would play ghetto games
  name my kids ghetto names
  little mookie, big al, lorraine
  yo you know that's on the real
  so if you're down on your luck
  then you should know just how i feel
  cause if you don't want me around
  see i go simple, i go easy, i go greyhound
  hey, you , what's that sound?
  everybody look what's going down
  ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
  everybody wants to get down like dat
  (rpt 1, 1)
  
  i wish, i wish, i wish...
• infected mushroom'un converting vegetarians albümünü ikinci cd'sinin 8. parçası acaip bişi... sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun.
  
  i wish to give, to take, to make, to check, i wanna see it happen
  i want to see, to be, the one that plays the game without no fears and regrets
  i want to know you, better than i know myself
  i want to feel the end, and enjoy the consequence
  
  i'm playing the game
  the one that will take me to my end
  i'm waiting for the rain
  to wash who i am
  
  (x2)
  
  i want to move, to loose, to take the grooves, and to give it all back
  i want to take the time rewind, and to kick it right from the start
  to be unknown and all alone, lose the kind that are behind
  to start a new play by myself and to give the best i have
  
  i'm playing the game
  the one that will take me to my end
  i'm waiting for the rain
  to wash who i am
  
  (x4)
  
  (vocoder ile seslendirilmiştir.)
• new model army'nin 1988'de piyasaya sürülmüş radio sessions adlı albümünden bir şarkı. sözleri:
  
  today seems so special like a beginning or an end
  and there's so many thousand people here
  after all the grey days we're shining once again
  and i wouldn't be anywhere else in the world
  we never want to fight you, we only want to love
  ch: i wish it could always be like this
  i wish i could always be in love
  
  the world reflects the passion in your grey eyes
  and i see them shine
  you raise up your arms like you believe that you can fly
  and i want you so much now
  i never want to hurt you - i only want to love
  ch: i wish it could always be like this
  i wish i could always be in love
• çok eğlenceli bir stevie wonder şarkısı.
• skazi tarafından şahane mixlenmiş bir infected parçası.. skazi mixi o kadar güzel, o kadar gaz ki, infected türkiye'deki turnesinde albüm versiyonunu değil skazi mixini çaldı..
• bu kalibi ogretmek icin bir cumle vardir;
  i wish you were fish in my dish.
• stevie wonder şaheserlerinden. will smithin wild wild westi esinlendiği ve muhtemelen şarkı içindeki bazı melodileri yasal olarak copy paste yaptığı parça. sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun...
  
  looking back on when i
  was a little nappy headed boy
  then my only worry
  was for christmas what would be my toy
  even though we sometimes
  would not get a thing
  we were happy with the
  joy the day would bring
  
  sneaking out the back door
  to hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine
  greeted at the back door
  with "boy thought i told you not to go outside,"
  tryin' your best to bring the
  water to your eyes
  thinkin' it might stop her
  from woopin' your behind
  
  i wish those days could come back once more
  why did those days ev-er have to go
  i wish those days could come back once more
  why did those days ev-er have to go
  cause i love them so
  
  brother says he's tellin'
  'bout you playin' doctor with that girl
  just don't tell i'll give you
  anything you want in this whole wide world
  mama gives you money for sunday school
  you trade yours for candy after church is through
  
  smokin' cigarettes and writing something nasty on the wall (you nasty boy)
  teacher sends you to the principal's office down the wall
  you grow up and learn that kinda thing ain't right
  but while you were doin'it-it sure felt outta sight
  
  i wish those days could come back once more
  why did those days ev-er have to go
  i wish those days could come back once more
  why did those days ev-er have to go