Музичко образовање и култура навијача

[Morbid]

i dalje mi se srce slama što su se raspali

[Мићара]

Ђус, Марлон, ТХЦ, Фокс... сви су кренули гето фазон, а сад су сви комерцијала јер људи то воле и то траже а ови се прилагођавају. Ја их слушам и даље, али зато је један једини, најбољи репер на сцени Брут !

Варирају бара бара... Али наравно 3к момци кидају, а посебно ова!

[Космет је Србија]

[Пери]

[fuck_off]

[Scum]

Ziveo hardcore,ska,punk i naravno,skinhead reggae.

[Мићара]

Јес да је стара али најежи цваки пут...

[Durlanac]

[Gušterov osmeh]

[BajrO]

[Floki]

Elem ovo je repcuga,Smoke najjaca glava,najjaci rep,br 1 u Srbiji uz Prti...a Stereo Banana je sjajna,uzivo sam slusao par puta,atmosferu prave neverovatnu.Thc moz da prodje a ovo ostalo vecina krs.

[Kit_Karson]

Неко је скоро поменуо овај спот

[Rođaci]

to bre, bravo

[Brdja]

Sir Heinerich

When one courts a women,
There are three things he needs
An open heart, a little sack of gold
And a lot of courage, too

Sir Heinerich rides into the depths of the forest,
Drinks water instead of cool wine
About seven miles before the town,
He thinks of his beloved

He hunts the deer from the mountain to the valley,
He goes after it
Violently flies his ash tree spear,
Suddenly bringing the game to its fall

He carries the catch to his home,
His heart is filled with joy
He sits at the table
And the somber night falls

Then the dog starts to howl
And presses against Sir Heinerich's knee
A troll woman walks into the room,
A gray, horrible thing

Eleven cubits high is her torso,
Two sows wide is her body
"Cover yourself, Lady", calls out Sir Heinerich
"Take my coat by way of dress"

The teeth, a moss-covered fence
The nose, a tree
Nothing on this earth ressembles her,
She must then be the ghost of hell

"Bring some fresh meat, Sir Heinerich,
Bring some fresh meat over here"
"Tell me, where in this house is there flesh
To which you'd be welcomed?"
"Then slaughter your brown steed
And bring it here to me"

He slaughtered the brown steed,
His heart became so heavy
She threw it down her throat,
And there was not even a bone left

"More meat, more meat, Sir Heinerich
Bring some more meat over here"
"Tell me, where in this house is there flesh
To which you'd be welcomed?"
"Then slaughter your good dog
And bring it here to me"

He slaughtered the good dog,
His heart became so heavy
She threw it down her throat,
And there was not even a bone left

"A bed, a bed, Sir Heinerich,
Bring me a bed over here
A soft heather bed
Should be our wedding bed"

He plucks and pulls at the heather,
Prepares a good bed
He spreads his coat over it
And the witch lies down on it

"Remove your clothes, Sir Heinerich
And lay down by my side"
"Heaven forbid", says Sir Heinerich
"That I would ever do such a thing,
To share my bed at night
With a ghost come from hell"

The night passed by, the day was here
Through the window, the sun saw
The most beautiful woman in this country
Lying there, between the wall and him

"What a nice day", says Sir Heinerich
"May it forever stay that way"
To which the beautiful woman answers:
"It will stay that way until your end

I found myself many knights,
But every single one has failed
You are the only one who slept with me
Throughout the entire lovely night"

[oi!]

[Rođaci]

izbacili su 13 spotova, od toga deset juče i danas

bogovi

[oi!]

izbacili su 13 spotova, od toga deset juče i danas

bogovi

Necemo preterivati Ja spadam u onu grupu koja slusa samo prvih par albuma, zakljucno sa black albumom. Posle mi je sve nekako meh.

[Занемарујем тактику]

Коља је геније!

[Rođaci]

uh, nikako
meni je sve osim Death Magnetic sjajno, čak i St. Anger

Load i ReLoad obožavam, Load volim više i od Black-a

[oi!]

ride the lightning iznad svih ! for whom the bell tolls mi je omiljena njihova pesma.