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  • kat bjelland (bkz: babes in toyland) ve peter steelenin (bkz: type o negative) ortak çalışması olan hoş bir şarkı.
  • aynı zamanda bir radiohead sarkisi hail to the thief albumununde bulunuyor, sozleri de soyle;

    something for the rag and bone man
    over my dead body
    something big is gonna happen
    over my dead body
    someone saw someone’s daughter
    over my dead body
    this is how i ended up sucked in
    over my dead body
    i’m gonna go to sleep
    and let this wash all over me
    we dont really want a monster taking over
    tip toeing, tying down
    we don’t want the loonies takin’ over
    tip toeing, tying down our arms
    ?
    come to you as you sleep
    i’m not gonna to sleep
    and let this wash over me
  • (bkz: go2sleep be)
  • eminem, obie trice, dmx

    [eminem]
    i ain't gonna eat, i ain't gonna sleep
    ain't gonna breathe, til i see, what i wanna see
    and what i wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
    permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
    for me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
    cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
    as long as we breathe, i don't ever see, either of us
    coming to terms, where we can agree
    there ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me
    you speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
    so we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
    you're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
    and settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
    a demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
    and you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
    i see you d-12, and thanks, but me need no help
    me do this one all by my lonely, i don't need fifteen of my homies
    when i see you, i'm seeing you, me and you only
    we never met, but best believe you gon know me
    when i'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
    come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
    lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
    you was gonna do, that's what i thought, you're pitiful
    i'm rid of you, all of you, ja, you'll get it too!

    [chorus]
    now go to sleep bitch!
    die, motherfucker, die! ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
    go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
    why are you still alive? how many times i gotta say, close ya eyes?
    and go to sleep bitch! (what?)
    die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
    go to sleep bitch! (what?)
    why are you still alive? why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah...
    ...go to sleep bitch!

    [obie trice]
    we got you niggaz, nervous
    on purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not mc's, you'se worthless
    you'se not them g's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
    you'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
    you'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
    when lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
    you fuck with a label overseeing the earth
    shady muthafucka, o. trice's birth
    and as i mold, i become a curse
    so we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
    cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
    depicts fiction in his verse
    and as i breathe, and you be deceased
    the world believe you deceived just to speak
    you'se not the streets, you'se the desk
    use not your chest nigga, use a vest
    before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
    six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt

    [chorus]

    [dmx]
    hey dog, i'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
    i'ma stay blazin new york wit the heat
    stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
    understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
    peep how i'm moving, peep where i'm going
    shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin
    but i'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
    easy-going with the same one that started the fight
    he be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
    tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
    grand champ, and my blood line is tight
    cuz it's all good, it's all right
    niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
    now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
    blood line, and, we can go track for track
    damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

    [chorus]

    [eminem]
    all you motherfuckers, take that!
    here, take this too, bitch! uh, uh, uh, uh, waaaaaahoo
    we're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you
    fake ass gangsters! no more press! no more press!
    rot, motherfuckers, rot! decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!
    die nameless, bitch, die nameless! no more fame!
    ahhhhhhhhhh! hahahaha
    yo x, come on man, obie, let's go, haha
  • şahsımca pek hakketmese de hail to the thiefin ikinci singleı olmuş bu şarkı. daha sırasını beklemesi gerekiyordu sanki.
  • klibi tamamen cg olan radiohead parçası. thom yorke'u vektör vektör görmek de varmış hayatta. insanlar sokakta yürüyor, klasik tarzda binalar durup dururken çöküyor ve modern bir mimariyle tekrar 'yapılanıyorlar'. bir de çiçek var. hum.
  • klibinin 8 adım gerisinde kalmış radiohead şarkısı. 3dnin butun meziyetlerini bir bir sergilemişler. hele o binaların, tane tane düşen pilav tadıyla çöküşü yok mu. var.
  • klibindeki kirmizi gul olayi, her ne kadar cok klise kacmis olsa da (kirmizi gul biraz bana fazla arabesk gibi geliyor, alaturka'dan da ote) yine de muhtesem bir klibe sahip, muhtesem parca. ancak ne ben, ne de yakin arkadas cevrem* bu gulun olayini cozebilmis degiliz.

    "we don’t want the loonies takin’ over" bolumunde inceden george w bush'a laf sokusturan thom yorke'un, kucuk gozunden opuyorum boyle bir parca yaptigi icin.
  • türkçeye çevrildiğinde "git uyu" anlamına gelebilecek emir kipi.