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Tuesday, September 9th, 2008

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Iar plecat:p

Sunday, July 20th, 2008

Am stat la Pensiunea Eulor . Frumos, liniste, mancare, vin, plimbari. Poze cu pensiunea aici.

alte poze

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Vatra Dornei

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

so..azi am decis sa merg la Vatra Dornei (”cu prietena mea, pe care nu o voi pomeni pentru ca vreau sa agat gagici pe net”-ea)
Drum: lung, scarbos, gropi, nebuni..ca orice alt drum
Stam aici . Pana acum e ok.
Poze:

mai multe la : http://www.eusfelix.info/poze

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Sunday, March 16th, 2008

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Ombladon - Made in Romania feat. Nimeni altu

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

Nimeni Altu’

Aproape 2007 ..
Daca bagi munca zi dupa zi n-o sa ai timp nici de copii,
Zi daca stii atunci ,cum o sa-i educi ,cum o sa fii,
Langa ei cand le va fi greu ,cand tu lipsesti mereu ,
Si-o sa te plangi ca fiul tau ajunge derbedeu …
Serveste-alcool la bloc si trage fum dupa foc,
Stai ca nu stii tot cand toti il stiu de mic de vagabond ..
Iar tu nu stii in ce clasa e ..La B, la C sau la D ..
Tre’ sa recunosti ca omu’ ca nu-i cunosti problemele ..
Vii obosit acasa ,faci dus nevasta se uita ingrijorata ,
La apometre ,sa vada cat o sa vina apa calda ..
Inseamna ca traiesti in Romania ,e o treaba ciudata ..
Si nimeni n-o sa poata sa inteleaga prea bine vreodata ..
Aici o ducem rau iar tu te uiti la drumul tau ..
Si iti dai seama ca ai luat-o gresit ,deci e naspa ..zau ..
Ai niste ani in spate ,trecut printre toate,din pacate ai putine rasplate ,lasi fapte neterminate ..
Si te apasa ..
Cand te uiti sa vezi ce-ai pus in plasa..
Sau numeri cate rate dai pentru ce ai luat in casa ..
Pui sticle pe masa ,dar n-o sa poti sa scapi niciodata de gandul ca ai lasat o lista intreaga pe altadata ..sa ..
Stai la bloc ,nu ti-e comod ..simti ca n-ai loc ..
Ca un claustrofob stresat ca n-ai mai avansat deloc ..
Iti vine sa dai foc la tot si sa pleci ,e prea urat ..
Dar nici o cale nu te poate duce inapoi in trecut .

Refren X2

Nimeni altu’

Ce faci cand vezi ca viata ta nu chiar e asa cum credeai si realizezi ca ai prea putine din tot ce iti doreai ..Iti amintesti ce visai ,prin ce ai trecut ,tot ce-a fost ..

Ombladon

Fa ce-i de facut acum cat timp mai are rost ..

Ombladon

Saracia iti intra in casa din ce in ce mai des ,
Si te surprinde visand la 2 tarfe in latex.
Pune mana si munceste ,spun cei ce te privesc,
Ii urasti pentru asta ,d-asta n-ai nici un complex.
Cu frigiderul gol ,te hranesti cu vise ,
Creeaza dependenta ,insa nu sunt interzise.
Prietenii te vor ,mort te vor dusmanii ,parintii te vor plecat ,femeile iti vor banii.
Respins de societate ,in noapte cu baietii ,
C-o bere si c-un joint o arzi fara pretentii .
Cu o masina rupta-n doua ,in care cand ploua,iti ploua ,te doare-n p*la ,e normal .. Nu-i noua ..
Nu pui pret pe tzoale ,doar stai ,
Si nu dai 2 bani pe nimic ..pentru ca nu-i ai ..
E banal ce-am spus ,uita total ..
Dar tine capul sus ,esti doar un roman normal .

Refren X2

Ombladon

yo ..
Asa cum dealerul imparte in stanga,in dreapta grame ..
Asa imparte viata in stanga si in dreapta palme.
Ai grija ,viata te-ncinge,te-nfrange,te-nvinge tot ea,
La capatul zilelor la cap crucea ti-o infinge si-ti ia ..speranta de a fi fericit ..
De aia ma simt prins in razboi ca un soldat din Kuweit.
Ridic privirea rea ,vad lumina ,dispare feeric,
Sunt ca un bumerang care se intoarce in intuneric .. vesnic ..
Inconjurat de prieteni falsi ,oameni de nimic,
De tarfe de sex opus ..cu chip angelic si zic ..
V-as face mult rau ,v-as f*te in gura pe toti ,
V-as arunca morti in padure imbracati in camuflaj ..
Curaj am ,n-am slujba ,am drujba ,fugiti ba !
Jumatatea mea e o curva deci am s-o pun sa respire cu capul in punga ..Hhhaaa !
N-am nevoie de voi ,nici voi de mine si poate ..
Va fut in gura pe toti,totï,totï ! tot trec peste toate ..

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Banned!

Thursday, February 28th, 2008

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Bitza feat Cheloo - Vicii

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

Ca strangi timbre,
Sau ca tragi pe nas,
Ca nu poti fara femei,
Sau ca pui ierburi in altas.
Poti sa-i spui oricum
Eu le numesc vicii,
Atata timp cat cantitatea
Iti provoaca delicii
E vorba de dependenta
Nu conteaza drogul
Cand te-ngropi in ceva
Si-ai uitat scopul
Tremuri si lipseste
Acel ceva
Fie ca e monstrul,
Fie ca e undita.
Iti gasesti,
Mereu alte ocupatii
Majoritatea luate de la altii.
Uiti de prietenii
Si in general de toate
Si influentezi la randul tau mai departe.
E o scuza,
Sau pretext cand n-ai scuza
E consolarea ta
Cand altii de acuza,
Te amuza,
Cand din vorba-n vorba
Gasesti obsesia ta,
La altu-n alta forma.

Refren: x2

Schimb de vicii,
Nimic anormal.
Caut incontinuu
O iesire din banal.
Nu posed,
La imaginatie poti
Fara vicii
Am fi doar doar niste roboti.

Sa ai un sef,
Fara chef
Si-o munca stabila
Sa stai in garsoniera
Nu in vila
Sa ai o atitudine umila,
Sa astepti o mostenire
De la o baba senila,
Sa traiesti mult
De dragul de-a trai
Sa ai familie
Sa torni in jeguri de copii,
Sa nu fumezi,
Sa nu bei,
Droguri , sa nu iei
Sa n-ai pareri sau idei,
Sa nu-ti doresti,
Sa nu vrei,
Sa fi bun,
Sa ai o conduita inalta
Asteptand vacanta,
De pe lumea aialalta
O arzi in halul asta
Esti o victima indoptrinata.

Refren: x2

Daca e vorba de vicii
Omu cat traieste-nvata.
Uneori ma fac atat de praf
Vezi , cazul de fata
N-am obsesii,
Am doar perversiuni
Fug de realitate
Zile intregi
Plictisit de minciuni
Date-n ca***
Hai date-n fapt.
Care-i viciul tau,
Deliciul tau
Social acceptat
Pozat, sunt crestin mai bun
Decat Sfantu Petru
Sunte-ti ipocriti
Mancami-ati p***
Pana ramane de un metru
Multi ar vrea sa-ncerce,
Dar mor de frica.
Nu refuz nimic,
Hai sa rasucim una mica
Senzatia e unica,
Doza de risc e mica.
Viciul meu implica
Doar placere
Si dependeta psihica
Prietenii sunt construiti genetic
Sa te rupa,
Sa te corupa,
Dar tot ei te si educa.
Credema cand spun
Ca in viata tre’ sa fi corect
Comparandu-te cu mine
Chiar te crezi perfect.
Trag in piept
Aeru jegos de bucuresti
Finalizez,rulez un cui
Si te las sa te gandestï

Refren:x2

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Cleanin Out My Closet

Tuesday, February 26th, 2008

“Cleanin Out My Closet”

Where’s my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya’ go, yeah, yo’, yo’…

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i’ve been protested and demonstrated
against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the
motherfuckin’ kid that’s behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean’s explodin’,
tempers flaring from parents, just blow ‘em off and keep goin’, not takin’ nothin’ from no one,
give ‘em hell long as i’m breathin’, keep kickin’ ass in the mornin’, an’ takin’ names in the
evening, leave ‘em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but
they’ll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya’ probably sick of me now, ain’t you mama,
i’ma make you look so ridiculous now…

[CHORUS]

I’m sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i’m
cleanin’ out my closet, {one more time}, I said i’m sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I
never meant to make you cry, but tonight i’m cleanin’ out my closet…

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don’t know if no one knows it, so before they thrown me
inside my coffin and close it, i’ma expose it, i’ll take you back to ‘73, before I ever had a
multi-platinum sellin’ Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father
must have had his pantie’s up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,
no I don’t on second thought, I just fuckin’ wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I
couldn’t picture leavin’ her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I’d try, to make it
work with her at least for Hailie’s sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i’m only human, but i’m
man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest
shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id’a killed ‘em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it’s my life, i’d like to welcome y’all to the Eminem show…

[CHORUS]

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who you
think this record is dissin’, but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin’
your Mama poppin’ prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin’ that someone’s always goin’
through her purse and shits missin’, going through public housing systems, victim of
Munchausen’s syndrome, my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn’t ’til I grew
up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya’ stomach, doesn’t it, wasn’t it the reason you made
that Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your
gettin’ older now and it’s cold when your lonely, and Nathan’s growing up so quick, he’s gonna
know that your phoney, and Hailie’s getting so big now, you should see her, she’s beautiful, but
you’ll never see her, she won’t even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you won’t
admit you was wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin’ yourself that you was a mom, but how dare
you try to take what you didn’t help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin’ burn in
hell for this shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well guess
what, I am dead, dead to you as can be…

[CHORUS]

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Bitza - Renuntand la tot

Saturday, February 9th, 2008

I:
Lasa-ma sa-ti spun, presupun ca stii, presupun ca ai aflat
Viata-i cel mai lung lucru pe care Dumnezeu l-a dat
Lasa-ma sa cant, lasa-ma sa beau, lasa-ma sa fac ce vreau
In fata ta in niciun caz socoteala nu dau
Nu vreau sa ma schimb, nu vreau sa te schimbi si-as vrea sa stii ceva
E cel mai important sa te simti bine-n pielea ta
Poate cand o fi si ne vom desparti de toti si toate
Dumnezeu va fi sa judece-ale tale fapte

Refren (x2):
Renuntand la tot, renuntand la tot, renuntand la tot ce vrei
Renuntand la tot, renuntand la tot, se pare ca nu iei
Decat ce altii vor sa-ti dea si nu e bine-asa
Nu da nimic la schimb cand vor sa fure viata ta

II:
Nu da foc la pod cand cade tot in urma ta
Ca poate tai o cale de scapare-a altcuiva
Poa’ sa cada tot, poa’ sa vin-un alt potop, nu mai conteaza
Daca te-am vazut, daca te-am simtit, nu ma impresioneaza
Judecand doar eu, ramanand doar eu sa merg mai departe
Stiu ca fiecare dintre noi este dator c-o moarte
Sunt doar un soldat in aceasta lupta fara capat
Muncind din greu sa fiu maï mult decat o tara

Refren (x2)

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