Список текстов песен на букву I

Текст песни:

Меня отбрасывает злой автопилот.
У барной стойки лица женщин и дешевый трёп.
Вчера скелет остановил автомобиль,
Но чорный ящик ничего не сохранил.
Эль Пасо,
Год тоски,
И под матрасом порноснимки.
Я сжигаю дневники,
Прощайте, ма и па.
У меня в голове дыра, и меня это прёт.
У меня в голове нора,
И в ней кто-то живет, Джо.
У меня в голове дыра, как водоворот,
И каждый день оно зашивает мой рот.
Сними бюстгальтер и налей еще вина.
Раз перепонка рвется, виновата глубина
Рожден амфетамином, ветер набирает силу.
Нормальная компания… сброд.
Ночь пришла,
И все зависло.
Сквозь каркас всплывают сцены дня.
Брось меня в подвале гаража.
Ночь пришла, я жду садиста.

@ I.F.K.

Текст песни:

Когда это началось...
Моментальный спазм...
Свет пронзил меня насквозь,и я всё понял сразу
Результат прожитых лет...
Холодная реальность...
Тот,в ком страха больше нет,выживает

Никто не сможет понять меня таким
Никто не сможет узнать меня таким

Ряд фатальных неудач,цепь случайных связей
Ты пропустишь этот мяч и в сотый раз,приятель
Мой анализ будет прост:все мы потерялись
Иди на свет,держись за поручень

Ты не сможешь сломать меня - твои секреты в моих руках
Ты не сможешь поймать меня - я ликвидировал двойника

Каждый день я хочу ещё,и каждый день ты отдаёшь мне всё
Откроешь дверь это я пришёл и дальше всё будет хорошо

@ I.F.K.

Текст песни:

Ей хочется снова и снова тропами снов убегать назад
Ей хочется снова и снова куда-то бежать

Ты на углу,в тисках плохих новостей
Пытаешься приручить эти опасные дни
Нам надо быть вместе,нам надо воскреснуть любой ценой
В немой телефон вросла тишина
Под колпаком зимы - максимум сна
Тебя разбудили так поздно...

Мы едем в танке,как мухи в банке - нам ничего больше не грозит
Мы солнце любим,наш дом на Кубе - там,где построен социализм

Тебе к лицу печаль и розовый цвет
Сегодня поставим эксперимент:раскрасим бракованый негатив,фрагменты прошлого соединим
Пора нырнуть в твою слезу и коснуться дна
Только ты,бэби,знаешь дорогу туда - в королевство детства и любви

Сядем в тени и посмотри,как дети кормят лебедей,не боясь промочить свои ноги
В голове вертолёт (я сломлен)
Наводнение ждёт сигнала

Дай слово любить меня,дай слово верить до конца

В час,когда рухнут облака и поднимет волны шторм,
Золотой луч маяка нам укажет путь домой - за горизонт

@ I.F.K.

Текст песни:

There comes a time in every mans life
when he grows hair where it used to be bare

I know you′re feeling weird, but you should be happy
You don′t have a vagina, that would be crappy
Because periods suck (and commas rule!)
This is Sex Education, not grammar, fool!

Chorus:
When she gives you affection, you better wear protection
That skank might have an infection, are you paying close attention?
In Sex Ed, remember what you read
Just forget what the others have said
get it through your head, use your brain before you go to bed

And it takes only one sperm cell to make a baby,
And if you think they are cute, then you must be crazy
Babies suck because they barf and poo and cry
They have the ability to pee in your eye
(OH MY GOD IT BURNS!)

And did we mention
The risk of getting STDs
Not just gross hookers have it
Even Dennis Rodman could get a bit
You don′t know who Dennis Rodman is?
Well maybe you should watch more basketball
Wait a second this is not about sports
Quick fact! You can′t get girls when you′re wearing these shorts

Chorus:
When she gives you affection, you better wear protection
That skank might have an infection, are you paying close attention?
In Sex Ed, remember what you read
Just forget what the others have said
get it through your head, use your brain before you go to bed

Your body is growing
You will get hairy
Your little voice will start to change
And your no-no place will feel a bit strange
Your pits will stink
You′ll get zits on your face
Without this knowledge you will scare girls away
So listen to this song every day

@ I Set My Friends On Fire

Текст песни:

In our cell you ask me do I wanna be a sailor
In our cell you ask me do I wanna be a sailor

I think dirt
a suicide jump to run a self check
Oh my girl do you only like the younger or the braindead?

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

Oh quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A Knee jerk slow work, wanna be a sailor

In our cell you ask me do I wanna be a sailor
In our cell you ask me do I wanna be a sailor

A child like a lipstick fight before the nose dive,
my princess, do you only like the easy and the snow blind?

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

Oh quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A Knee jerk slow work, wanna be a sailor

Like a fever, I wanna be a sailor
Like a fever, I wanna be the sailor [2x]

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

Oh quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A Knee jerk slow work, wanna be a sailor

@ IAMX

Текст песни:

Don

Don


Just stay here with me.
So you will see
that you belong to me.
We will be free

(2x)
Give your heart.
Feel like a bird in the sky.
Flying on the wings of love.
Come into my open arms.

Don

Don


Just stay here with me.
So you will see
that you belong to me.
We will be free

(2x)
Give your heart.
Feel like a bird in the sky.
Flying on the wings of love.
Come into my open arms.

Don

Don

@ Ian Van Dahl

Текст песни:

I think it
Think it
Where is the love?

Are we gonna stay together
or is it time to say goodbye?
Where is the love?

Chorus:
Give me a reason
to hold on to what we
Must be a reason
to hold on to what we

Time has come to set things right.
Is it worth another fight?
Tell me the truth.

Is there something on your mind?
Tell me what you hide inside.
Tell me the truth.

Chorus

Are there things that I should know?
Will you stay or will you go?
Where is the love?

Tell me. Is there hope in sight?
Gotta read between the lines.
Where is the love?

Chorus

@ Ian Van Dahl

Текст песни:

Ice cube′s in the mutha-fuckin′ house
the nigga you love to hate
Ice cube′s in the mutha-fuckin′ house
the nigga you love to hate
Ice cube′s in the mutha-fuckin′ house
the nigga you love to hate
Ice cube′s in the mutha-fuckin′ house
the nigga you love to hate

[ICE CUBE]
Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror
the paranoid, gots to get the boy
Get your steel cuz I feel like a headbanger
Yah, I got a gang of shits, styles guns
my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin′ ton
bucking down one, bucking down two,
bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you
Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black
Cause god damn its a brand new payback
Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a nigga
on tha trigga the zigga the zag the nickel the bag
the nigga the sag the forty five mag. got you runnin′ like a fag
So, keep your mutha-fuckin′ jokes
Cuz, I′m that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
No yokes but smokes
Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren′t jackers
get yah for your drawers, young niggas out to kill for cars

Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin′ house

[Ice T]
O to the mutha fuckin G I break crazy
a lot of niggas hate me but they can′t fade me
Stop me clock me cops wanna glock me
mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can′t stop me
UHH, am I a G, I got proof
Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof
with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up
[?Hit the mob dope?]
So whats up Punk
You want wha

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little

[Ice Cube]
Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (bounce)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this

(verse one) {:20
I hear you bragin ′bout the money you foldin′
Same nigga that be kissin′ my colon
When you picture me rollin′
Nigga picture me holdin′, pure heat like Nolan
They call me Poppa Doctor
See your bitch and i knock her
I collect them like Pokemon
>From Nokishan, accept the ones with no behind
You can keep ′em, keep ′em from creepin′ where i′m sleepin′
Same bitch and same club every weekend
Same drink, same dress, brainless
What would you do if i handed you a stainless
Can′t fuck with a girl that′s gameless
Would you tell the po-po′s what my name is

Baby baby can you bouce to this (baby bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (smoke an ounce)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this (yeah yeah)

--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little-- {repeat

(verse two) {1:12
Don′t stop get it get it
I′m not the kind to get jiggy with it
I′m the kind to get niggy with it
I′m a show you what it′s all about, trick!
Shake yo′ ass till your curls fall out, bitch!
Don′t pretend you can live without, dick!
Come with me ain′t no doubt that i′m, rich!
Whatchoo goan do in the early ′morn
When the lights come on, and your drink is gone
Do you think you grown
Think we convone (?)
It′s a party at my house i got drinks at home
Get to undressin′, pull out the lethal weapon
Look you in the eye and i aks you one question

Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (what choo smokin′ on?)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this

--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little-- {repeat

(Jay-Z sample)
---"Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me...can ya"---{repeat

(verse three) {2:15
Who that nigga that be in the club every week
Who that cheep mutherfucker won′t buy you a drink
Who that bitch dressed like a freak but she won′t speak
Who that hoe think she is, like her shit don′t stink
Who that player on the floor, sweatin′ in all silk
Who that girl showin′ tits, like she got milk
Who that hater in the corner, always on tilt
Who that fool in the parking lot about to get killed (yeah)

Baby baby can you bouce to this (can you bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (blaze one)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
(if you down with this)
Baby baby can you bouce to this (huh)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (dogg best C.G.(?)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this

--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little-- {repeat

yeah, Ice Cube (bounce it, bounce it...)

(Jay-Z sample)
---"Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me...can ya"---{repeat

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Intro: Little Russ

Hey motherfuckin Cube, what the fuck wrong with you?
You didn′t kick the rest of that Gangsta Fairytale shit
Why don′t you kick it one good time
Niggaz on the playground wanna know what′s happenin
You left em hangin man, what the fuck?

Verse One: Ice Cube

Little Boy Blue is outta Folsome
Now them three little pigs gotta roast him
Drivin down Sesame Street and I bet
That little motherfucker′s out fuckin Smurfette
Ain′t saw the wolf yet, but it′s no doubt
They′ll catch his ass slippin at his grandma house
They got the Mac-10 pointed out the coop
Cause they gotta follow they nose like Fruit Loops
Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eatin grits
She saw the Mac-10 and the bitch had the shits
Ran into her house, called up her crew
Cause Red Riding Hood wants to kill Little Boy Blue
And the wolf too, what is Mister Rogers doing?
Moved out his Jordan, bought him a Ewing
Him, Little Boy Blue and the wolf in the cellar
Planning on gettin Cinderella
Cause Cinderella still works for the pigs
Through with the dwarfs, fuckin Bebe′s kids
Now Snow White got the horny ass fever
Fuckin the Beauty′s Beast like Jungle Fever
Now the word′s on the street
When the crews meet
You better make some fuckin room
Cause it′s on with the pigs and them other nigs
When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump

Verse Two

Now Little Boy Blue is up front
WIth the nine millimeter, ready for the hunt
Little Red Riding Hood caught his ass slippin
Drew down on the boy cause the bitch is steady trippin
About to get loose with the deuce deuce
That′s when the boy said, "What about the gang truce?"
The little hoe had no words
The wolf came around and the bitch got served
Three little pigs bought wigs
Dressed like sheep, Cinderella is Little Bo Peep
Tryin to creep, on the crew
The wolf, the Rogers, the Blue, they through
Cause the pigs did the buck buck bang, ping
Now you hear the fat lady sing
Cinderella, ran like a bitch
To the pay phone cause the bitch is still a snitch
Now the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken
In the pen to get fried like bacon
You still can′t trust no hoe
And Ice Cube′ll tell the kids how the stories, should go


Outro: Little Russ

Yeah Cube, man that shit was dope nigga
You all that and a bowl of grits
Nigga that shit was on props, nigga!
Yeah that′s how you kick that shit for the ninety-deuce, nigga
What′s happenin nigga?!
Yeah nigga that′s Gangsta Fairytale part 2 nigga
All you trick-ass niggaz can′t fuck with it

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Verse one:
Here′s another topic I′m addressing,
so learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson.
Sit your ass back and comprehend,
as I let you know about man′s best friend.
Now remember, it used to be a dog like Lassie,
but now in ′91 it′s a gun if you ask me.
Just like a jimmy hat′s used for protection,
I use my nine when suckers start to flex it.
′Cause if you run up and try to play mine,
I rather have a AK than a fucking K9.
′Cause if you shot your gun and my dog tries to fetch ya,
me and the dog′s going out on a stretcher.
And I ain′t with that, so I gotta get that
big black gat, aim and I hit that.
Forget about a dog fool, he′ll shit in the (??),
nowadays, a gat is man′s best friend.
man′s best friend
Verse two:
Here is the reason why Ice Cube′s packed,
just in case the little punks try to jack.
I can′t put a motherfucking pitbull under a coat,
and a small on my back.
So I gotta take my beret off, and I betcha
It′ll probably work a 100 percent better.
′Cause it′ll keep me out of danger,
with sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber.
So this goes to all y′all intruders,
beware of the owner, ′cause the owner is a shooter.
I don′t just wanna give your ass rabies,
I rather have your ass pushing up daisies.
And I can′t do that with Benji,
Rin Tin Tin, or Spotch McKinsey
Forget about a dog fool, he′ll shit in the (??),
nowadays, a gat is man′s best friend.
"Just don′t let me see you shoot no dogs"
"Hey, I got shots fired here, send me another unit"
"The profile of a typical American gun owner is this:
over thirty, white, male, middle class" --> Peter Jennings
"take that motherfuckers"

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

[Ice Cube]
Please listen to my demo {x8}

A nigga told me, the record company′s the pimp
The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner
And the audience is the trip, god damn

(verse one) {:21}
Incredible young nigga, you can′t belive i′m just one nigga
God damn i′ve gotten bigger
Intellect superior,
Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior
If you look me in my eyes
You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul
Grab ahold
Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think
If you wink, i′ll make you ich think
Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter
Shotgun enima, this ain′t no cinema
All praises due to the creator
--for this man here, that can′t no nigga stand near--
True, inventor of the double-you
What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue
Show me one nigga dedicated to raps
I′ll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps
Record company death traps settin′ decoys
Just to pimp young b-boys
With a cup full of yak, studio contact
Maniac with a contract
Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin′ treble
About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level
Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in
And take all my publishin′, god damn
Do i take it up the rectum
Just to rock the spectrum
Give up a right arm, just to do a form
Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin′
No more, record company pimpin′

No more (No more), record company pimpin′
No more (No more), record company pimpin′
No more (No more), record company pimpin′
No more No more No more No more

You ain′t pimpin′ me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

[phones ringing, babies crying]

white guy: Hi how ya doin′ ?

nurse: Doctor′s office, could you hold please? Yes sir can I help you?

white guy: Yes I have a four o′clock appointment, I′m here to get my shot.

nurse: Okay, come right with me.

white guy: This isn′t gonna take too long is it?

nurse: Here we are, here have a seat right here.

white guy: Oh great, thanks, thanks.

nurse: The doctor will be right with you, and can I get you anything?

white guy: Uhh maybe a glass of water would be great.

nurse: Okay great.

[door shuts]

white guy: Damn, what is taking so long?

[door creaks open, funky music in the backround]

doctor Ice Cube: Yo wussup?

white guy: Hi how ya doin′ ?

doctor Ice Cube: Alright, let′s see what we got here uhh, Mr. White huh?

white guy: Yes sir that′s me.

doctor Ice Cube: heh, I heard you don′t like shots do ya?

white guy: No I sure don′t.

doctor Ice Cube: Aww you′re a big boy uhh this won′t hurt a bit,
jus′ uhh turn your head...

white guy: Let′s get this over with.

doctor Ice Cube: yeah uhh, rub a little alcohol on there, right here,
for you, and uhh brace yourself!

[click]
[BANG!]

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Intro: (some ′dreadhead′, won′t translate to avoid offending)

Verse 1:

One, two, three and I come with the wicked
style and you know that I′m from the wicked
crew, act like you knew
cos I got everybody jumpin to the voodoo
Pick it, wicked rhymes, picket signs
While me and the mob gotta truck full of 9′s]
Play ya and I′ll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the hey-a
Ready to BUCK BUCK BUCK and it′s a must
to DUCK DUCK DUCK before I bust
Lookin for the one that did it
but like En Vogue, no you′re never gonna get it
Cos I′m the one with the fat mad skills
and I won′t choke like the Buffalo Bills
Sittin at the pad just chillin
cos Larry Parker just got two million, oh what a feelin
So shake that nigga and pass me the pill
and I′ll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O′Neal
Like it, dig it, maybe and watch that ??? ???
Kick it cos I get wicked

Chorus: (some toaster, once again won′t translate to avoid offending)

Verse 2:

Won′t say nuttin, just listen
Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison
Come my way and get served
Still got a duece that′ll bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin
Never seen with a happy grin
Show the fat foul cos I′m down
Take a look around
and all you see is big black boots steppin
Use my steel toe as a weapon
Kick ya and flip ya, now they want to
label this nigga, tape with the sticker
Kickin out girls that′s nicety
Yo, I gotta body count like Ice-T
From here to New York
I get skins and ain′t talkin bout pork
Swine, pig, dick
Listen to the flow of a so-called negro
who didn′t know I was funky as Wilson Pickett
Dig it cos I get wicked

Chorus

Verse 3:

People wanna know how come
I gotta gat and I′m lookin out the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise
Kinda trigger happy like the Geto Boys
April 29th was power to the people
and we might just see a sequel
cos police got equal pay
A horse is a pig that don′t fly straight
Doin Darryl Gates but is Willie Williams
down with the pilgrims
Just a super slave
We′ll have to break his ass up like Super Dave
I′m wicked enough to board this
Cos now it′s on to the fullest
Gorilla straight from the mist
But I don′t miss when it comes to this
Bring the yellow tape
The white cape, cos I′m so straight
Thru with the picket signs, take his job and stick it
Bigot, cos I get wicked

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Убить себя не так уж сложно.
Разрежь меня ложью осторожно. Город не спит…
Город горит… ПОСМОТРИ, ЧТО ТВОРИТСЯ В ЭТОМ МИРЕ!
ПОСМОТРИ И ЗАКРОЙ ГЛАЗА ПОШИРЕ!
БОЛЬШЕ КРОВИ НА ТВОЕМ ЛИЦЕ
ХОЧУ Я
И НЕ ВАЖНО, ЧТО ТЫ БОГ!!! БОООГ!!!
Посмотри, что творится в этом мире,
Посмотри и закрой глаза пошире.
Больше крови на твоем лице
Хочу я
И не важно, что ты БОООГ!!! Набери
Мой номер «семь»,
Для тебя- я просто «я».
Разбери свое тепло
На уродов и меня. (какой-то полуписк-полукрик) Разрежь меня кровью осторожно
Убить тебя
Не так уж сложно.
Город не ждет,
Город убьет.
Город не спит,
Город горит. ПОСМОТРИ! ПОСМОТРИ! ПОСМОТРИ

@ IdeЯ Fix

Текст песни:

I am the passenger
And I ride and I ride
I ride through the city′s backside
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah, they′re bright in a hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city′s a rip in the sky
And everything looks good tonight

Singin′ la la la la la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la la-la

Get into the car
We′ll be the passenger
We′ll ride through the city tonight
See the city′s ripped backsides
We′ll see the bright and hollow sky
We′ll see the stars that shine so bright
The sky was made for us tonight

Oh the passenger
How how he rides?
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does he see?
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He see the stars come out tonight
He sees the city′s ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
′cause it just belongs to you and me
So let′s take a ride and see what′s mine

Singing...

Oh, the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window′s eye
He sees the things he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city asleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So let′s ride and ride and ride and ride...

Singing...

@ Iggy Pop