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  • 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

    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


    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)

    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!

    even though you know you will always be my nigga
    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


    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
    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


    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


    (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