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01. INTRO -- PROD. DJ D.E.A
02. PANIE WŁADZO -- HK RUFIJOK, DIJES PROD. DJ D.E.A & Moon
03. NA WYJEBCE -- AKCJA SPONTAN FT. GOOD VIBE FAMILIA , ...
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01. INTRO -- PROD. DJ D.E.A
02. PANIE WŁADZO -- HK RUFIJOK, DIJES PROD. DJ D.E.A & Moon
03. NA WYJEBCE -- AKCJA SPONTAN FT. GOOD VIBE FAMILIA , ODME PROD. ABY
Muzyka -- Aby / LowerEntrance
Mix -- Olsen / Grube Jointy
04. ZIELONY KWIAT -- KaSZa KaSZyński ft. Tukan PROD. KRZYWY
05. PIERDOL DETOXY 3 -- HK RUFIJOK, METROWY, SAGE, FRANEK PROD. ODME
06. DLA WAS OD NAS -- SLaVe FT. METEL PROD.EIGUS
07. NIEPAMIĘĆ -- AMADEUSZ SKRECZE/PROD. BASS MASSIVE
08. POLSKA POLITYKA -- RYGOR (ODME RMX)
09. KAMPANIA -- METROWY, HK RUFIJOK, SKORUP, LIROY skrecze DJ HWR PROD. DiNO, Produkcja muzyczna -- DiNO
Skrecze - DJ HWR, Mix -- Puzzel
10. POJARA -- 3ODA Kru 2008 SKIT
11.OGIEŃ -- MASIA FT. KANCIK PROD. KANCIK
12. SPRZECIW SONG -- BAZA, TotenTON, Shclash I skrecze DJ Hopbeat prod. Dom Bez Klamek
13. KAWAŁEK O JAZZIE-- ZBIRY PROD. Dżeremi Szikago
14. ODA DO ZAKAZU -- PRW PROJEKT PROD. DJ bBk
15. NIELEGALNA UPRAWA RAPU -- WZG PROD. DJ D.E.A
16. MARIHUANA -- PreText Tekst i Muzyka: Damian Sowa
Aranżacja muzyczna: Krystian Kołacz i Damian Sowa1
17. DRANIE -- SisterAli Alicja Janosz -- voc, Piotr Banach -- instrumenty, muzyka, słowa, produkcja -- Piotr Banach, rok nagrania 2003
18. WIDZI MI SIĘ -- SELEKTA SOUND SYSTEM FT. BOBASS
19. SYSTEM -- ZIELONE PŁUCA POLSKI
20. SADZIĆ, PALIĆ, ZALEGALIZOWAĆ -- Wuzet & Fallout
21. OCZY BIORĄCYCH -- PROJEKT OFF /OUTRO
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Protest Song - KONTAKT: 509-382-454
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Krzysiek2125 favorited a video
(3 weeks ago)
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very s...
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Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, "I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite."
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
"Why, I'm fire," he replied,
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."
"Then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.
It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
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Krzysiek2125 favorited a video
(3 weeks ago)
I lit a thin green candle, to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos,
they heard that my body was free.
Then I took the du...
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I lit a thin green candle, to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos,
they heard that my body was free.
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
and I put it in your little shoe.
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
that you wore for the world to look through.
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription,
and your name was mentioned in it!
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details of our honeymoon,
and I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
and his practice is all in a ruin.
I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.
An Eskimo showed me a movie
he'd recently taken of you:
the poor man could hardly stop shivering,
his lips and his fingers were blue.
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
and I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into the storm.
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