Ładne. Dziś odsłuchałem na myspace jako No friend of mine. Ciekawe czy wyjdzie jako singiel. Na moje ucho ma szanse stać się przebojem, a Michael narobiłby sobą smaku. Idealny przedsionek powrotu.
Bitter you'll be if you don't change your ways
When you hate you, you hate everyone that day
Unleash this scared child that you've grown into
You cannot run for you can't hide from you
BRAND NEW MUSIC FROM MICHAEL JACKSON King of Pop and Pras on Tempamental track
BREAKING NEWS: MC/DJ, Producer and Engineer Tempamental has recorded a remix of "No Friend of Mine", and this time around, enlisted the help of Pras and Michael Jackson.
The King of Pop's vocals are a major feature on the new track, and you can listen to it now by visiting Tempamental's MySpace page.
Little more is known at this stage what plans have been developed for the song. Rumour has it that it may feature on Pras' next album, but this is still unconfirmed.
The feedback from visitors to Tempamental's MySpace page is tremendous - and 100% positive. That's no surprise - this is an amazing track, and Michael's voice is smooth, powerful and guaranteed to give you goose-bumps!
We'll let you know more as we get it - in the meantime, get over there now and turn up your speakers!
"Don't know what I've done,everything you've got,things you've done to me are coming back to you" I'm the Blue Gangster
A ma ktos moze wersje orginalna tego kawalka ale w takiej czystej wersji jak ten mix.. bo wszystkie ktore sciagalem byly slabej jakosci. Na Rapida :) Thnx z gory.
For-Example pisze:A ma ktos moze wersje orginalna tego kawalka ale w takiej czystej wersji jak ten mix.. bo wszystkie ktore sciagalem byly slabej jakosci. Na Rapida :) Thnx z gory.
BillieJean pisze:Mix jest absolutnie genialny - ma ktoś do niego tekst?
Tekst został spisany na gorąco, ze słuchu przez mjfan1000 na MJPB ...
/...może zawierać drobne błędy?/
Pozwoliłam sobie skopiować...mam nadzieję, że nikt nie urwie mi głowy za ten czyn
mjfan1000 pisze:Tempamental:
You're not my girl, not my wife
Got a couple tips from Mike
I'm moonwalkin' out your life
I close my eyes, you're out of sight
Now she wanna call me conscieded (?)
'cause I'm a smooth criminal
I told her to beat it
When a little love was all I needed
You talkin'.. I call it how I see it
and now I mean it, I'm out for good
like a lot, we be movin' out the hood
But if I told you take me back, you would
too late me...... like Pac you should
had you in the.. but we weren't meant to
When the couples to the stars wanna get to
Now you're feeling so sorry that you've let go
when I'm T.E.M.P.A.M.E.N.T.A.L.
Pras:
You ain't no friend, a friend you'll never be
I was never (?) really been with a real O.G.
from the H.I.T. rollin' B.I.G.
that's a true V.I.P. , it's the refugee
You gonna spread some love, like the gold rush
It was the things you did, it used to mean so much
whhatever you touched, the way you used to blush
not ... your brush, don't believe in such
nonsense, love does not promote violence
nonsense is like a dollar, no sense,
no good, I can feel it through my sixth sense
what's this? wanna suck my existence?
But still I believe in you and me,
quite frankly, that's how it's supposed to be
that kinda love that can end you in poverty
so I keep this scope like the Kennedy (?)
MJ:
What you gonna do, cause I'm gonna get you
no where to run, no where to hide
all things you've said
and all things you've done to me
you can no longer make me cry
look what you done to me, baby
I can no longer smile, baby
and I've been waiting so long
just to carry on
I'm the little gangsta (?)
B. Olewicz (...) co tak cenne jest, że ta nienazwana myśl rysą jest na szkle? (...)
E. Bodo To nie ty...
Refugees, baby. Uh.
It's Tempa
Yeah.
Tell 'em what it is.
Gangsta!
Smokehitty Entertainment! Come on.
Tell 'em what it is.
Gangsta!
[Tempa]
You not my girl, not my wife.
Got a couple tips from Mike.
I'm moonwalking out'ch your life.
I close my eyes you outta sight.
Gangsta!
'Less you wanna call me, concede it.
'Cause I'm a smooth criminal I told her to beat it.
When a lil' love was all I needed, you talkin'.
I call it how I see it, and now I mean it.
I'm out for good,
like a lot of you women moving out the hood.
But if I told you 'take me back' you would.
Too late (?????)
Had you in the cars when I met you,
with a couple superstars from the ghetto.
Now you feelin' so soft and you let go--
with a T-E-M-P-A-Mental.
Gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
Look what you put me through.
I'm the new gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
I can never fall in love.
The foo', gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
Look what you put me through.
I'm the new gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
I can never fall in love.
The foo', gangsta!
[Pras Michel]
You ain't a friend,
a friend you'll never be.
Obviously you've never been with a real O-G.
From the H-I-T, rollin' B-I-G.
Pass it through V-I-P, it's the refugee.
Gangsta!
We come spread some love, like the gold rush.
It was the things you did, that used to mean so much.
With every touch the way you used to blush,
Now I made you brush, Don't believe in such.
Nonsense, lovers don't promote violence.
Nonsense, just like the dollar, no cents no good--
I can feel it through my sixth sense.
What's this, wanna suck my existence?
But still I believe in you and me.
Quite frankly that's how it's supposed to be.
That kind of love that can end any poverty.
So I keep (????)
Gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
Look what you put me through.
I'm the new gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
I can never fall in love.
The foo', gangsta!
[Michael Jackson]
What ya gonna do, cause I'm gonna confute.
No where to run, no where to hide.
All the things you said and the things you done to me.
You can no longer make me cry.
Look whatcha done to me, baby.
I can no longer smile, baby.
And I've, waited so long, just to carry on.
I'm the new gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine. (You ain't no friend of mine!)
Look what you've put me through.
I'm the new gangsta! (You ain't no friend of mine!)
Whatcha gonna do? (Ooh, oh no.)
You ain't no friend of mine.
I'm never gonna fall in love.
The foo', gangsta!
Whatcha gonna do? (Whatcha gonna do?! Gonna do?!)
You ain't no friend of mine. (You're tempamental!)
Look what you've put me through. (What are you gonna do?!)
I'm the new gangsta! (Whatcha gonna do?!)
Whatcha gonna do?
You ain't no friend of mine.
I'm never gonna fall in love.
The foo'-- gangsta!
Dzięki, Willy.
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