boz baykuşlara parça yapıyoruz gelin beyler

@9 gerizekalı

@33 ilkokul müzik dersi terk

burası benim.

rezerved

bize her yer deplasman dakikalar geçmiyor
incitince rakibi suratları ekşiyor
bozbaykuşlar burada belediye aşkına
maç var dediler geldik millet döndü şaşkına.

nobrainden selamlar bu aşk işler derine
bozbaykuşlar burada sus ve otur yerine
haydi gelin panpalar yazalım biz de tarih
kaç saattir bekliyoz hoşgeldin harun abi.

benden size hediye beyler. daha iyisi de gelmez. hadin hayrını görün.

davulcu lazım mı lan? program üzerinden davul yazabilirim isterseniz.

@45 bak bir varmış bir yokmuş meloadisi manyak oluyo lan olur bu tuttum amk

Hani derdik maçlar Yalan kupalar bize Oyuncakti.
Lig'de sonuncu olsak bile asla yılmak olmayacakti.
biz ne günler gördük baykuş ne kavgalar verdik baykuş.
Gelen vurdu yıkılmadık bu da geçer ey bozbaykuş

reserved

hazırlayıp dönücem

@1 kardeşim rock&rap alanında şarkılar yapabilirim eğer hemen 1 haftada bu işi bitircez diyosan yapamam ama 2-3 hafta gibi bi süre verirsen yapabilirim
şuan yapamam çünkü stüdyomu yeniliyorum o nedenle yani
referans olarak yaptığım şarkılardan biri:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQTi1bNC9vo
bu rap ama istediğiniz türden yapabilirim yine

@45 iyi lan

reserved

reserveeeeeeeee

rezerve

parça ne dıbına koduklarım beste denir ona

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I�m out the door - I�m gonna hit this city (Let
�s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain�t coming back
I�m talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Don�t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I�mma fight
�Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don�t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

[Chorus]
Ain�t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain�t got no money in my pocket, but I�m already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick �em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I�m talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin� til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
Don�t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I�mma fight
�Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don�t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don�t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I�mma fight
�Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don�t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up

No, the party don�t start until I walk in

Don�t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I�mma fight
�Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don�t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don�t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I�mma fight
�Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don�t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

The gal dem Schillati... Sean da Paul
saw me give it to... saw me give it to... saw me give it to., all girls
Five million and forty naughty shorty...
Baby girl... all my girls, all my girls... Sean de Paul say

Chorus :
Well woman the way they time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa... You can be the Mom... oh oh!

Verse1:
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya..
Can't tan pon it long... naw eat no yam... no steam fish... nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna..

Chorus:
Verse 2:
Bumper exposed and gal you got your chest out but you no wasters cause gal you impress out...
And if you des out a me you fi test out, Cause I got the remedy to make you de-stress out...
Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out... And girl if you want it you haffi confess out...
A no lie but we need set speed a fi test the mattress out..

Chorus:
Verse 3:
Gal don't say me crazy now, this Strangelove it a no Bridgette and Flava show..
Time fi a make baby now so stop gwaa like you a act shady yo...
Woman don't play me know, cause a no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo...
My lovin' is the way to go... my lovin' is the way to go...

Chorus:
Verse 4:
When you roll with a player like me... with a brother like me girl there is no other
No need to talk it right here to spark it right here keep it undercover
From me love how you fit inna you blouse and you fat inna you jeans and mi waan discover..
Everything bout you baby girl can you hear when me utter...

Chorus:
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya..
Can't tan pon it long... naw eat no yam... no steam fish... nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna..

Chorus
oh oh
oh oh
oh oh

reserved

reserved

when the owl breaks the light beam in
a nights dream ride. am i seeing in slow,
am i driving too fast for the sound to
finally break past time spent following
straight lines to death.
behind my eyes in a parallel sky she
belongs in the shapes in the clouds try
to take me to the grounded ones
skyward there's a fog that casts a
planetary haze to hide the white lined
aggression in our eyes.

in a season of collapsed lungs, there's
a dark holiday and we are following
straight lines to death.