sa nám hudobná scéna niesla v odovzdávačskom duchu. "The winner is..." sa ozývalo vo štvrtok na MTV Europe Music Awards v Stockholme a v sobotu to bola anketa Slávik 2000 v Bratislave, kde sa ceny odovzdávali slovenskej scéne. Keď som pri tej slovenskej scéne tak si môžme vyhodnotiť poslednú súťaž. Správnu odpoveď ste odhlalili úplne všetci. Išlo o skupinu Nocadeň s titulom Vietor a dážď. Z kopy odpovedí som vytiahla slečnu, ktorá mi mailovala svoju odpoveď a je ňou Lenka Sirotňáková, Južná trieda 89, Košice. (Keďže mail bol bez diakritiky, tak za prípadný omyl sa vopred ospravedlňujem.) Myslím, že Lenka je naša stála odkazovateľka. Spoznala som ju podľa jej prezývky, ktorú však ostatným neprezradím. Lenka, keďže som ťa vylosovala, tak si príď k nám do redakcie pre cenu - 10 kupónov na odkazy plus malé prekvapenie od nás. Môžeš prísť dnes medzi 16. a 17. hod. P.S.: Redakcia je na Boženy Němcovej 32, na prvom posch. No! Kedže v poslednom kole bol slovenský text, dnes si dáme "plný" text patriaci zahraničnému interprétovi. Hádajte, hádajte, hádajte! Píšte na našu adresu, vhadzujte do schránky na odkazy alebo mailujte na flajacyahoo.com. Do videnia o tri týždne!

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Whatever...

Dre, just let it run...

Hey yo, turn the beat up a little bit...

Hey yo, this song is for anyone ... fuck it ... just shut up and listen.

Hey yo...

I sit back, with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag of this weed,

it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest mc on this...

on this earth... and since birth I've been cursed with this curse

to just curse and just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works,

and it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension.

Dispensing these sentences, getting the stress

that's been eatin' me recently off of this chest.

And I rest again peacefully...

But at least have the decency in you

to leave me alone when you freaks see me out

in the streets when I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter

to not come and speak to me.

I don't know you and no, I don't owe you

a motherfucking thing. I'm not Mister N'SYNC.

I'm not what your friends think.

I'm not Mister Friendly. I can be a prick.

If you tip me my tank is on empty.

No patience is in me and if you offend me,

I'm liftin' you ten feet... in the air.

I don't care who was there and who saw me destroy you.

Well, call you a lawyer. File you a lawsuit.

I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe.

I'm tired of all you. I don't mean to be mean

but that's all I can be. It's just me.

And I am, whatever you say I am.

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the paper, the news, everyday I am.

Radio won't even play my jam.

'Cause I am, whatever you say I am.

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the paper, the news, everyday I am.

I don't know it's just the way I am.

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