Pareço Moderno

Cérebro Eletrônico

Composição: Tatá Aeroplano

Gosto de cinema, ponto
vivo cheio de manias
tenho uma certa …
pré-dislexia
Às vezes eu surto mesmo
mudo de assunto
sumo e não assumo
a minha lucidez
Pareço moderno
a te procurar
Caio na balada, admito
Alimento meu espírito
com litros de café e saio pra dançar
Sempre quando acordo cedo
crio uma canção maluca
ligada ao sonho e ao Ménage a Trois
Pareço moderno
a te procurar
Toda vez que eu a encontro
perco o chão, fico sem jeito
quero trucida-la
a esmo
e não partirei enquanto não conseguir meu feito
Sei que pego mal contigo
minha nóia eu não escondo
Sérgio Sampaio vai chegar pra lhe dizer
que eu, que eu, que eu
Pareço moderno,
pareço Roberto
a te procurar

httpv://br.youtube.com/watch?v=jiZNJGQp6Rs

Letra para acompanhar

Razorblade

The Strokes

Oh, the razorblade, that’s what I call love,
I bet you’d pick it up and mess around with it
If I put it down
It gets extremely complicated.
Anything to forget everything.

You’ve got to take me out,
At least once a week
Whether I’m in your arms,
Or I’m at your feet.
I know exactly what you’re thinking
You won’t say it now
But in your heart it’s loud

Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours.
Oh, drop dead, I don’t care, I won’t worry.
Let it go.

Oh, the razor blade,
Wish it would snap this rope
The world is in your hand
Or it’s at your throat
At times it’s not that complicated
Anything to forget everything.

He would never talk,
But he was not shy
She was a street-smart girl,
But she could not lie
They were perfect for each other
Say it now
‘Cause in your heart it’s loud

Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours
Oh, drop dead, I don’t care, I won’t worry

Oh!

Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course
Of course
Everyone that wanted
Everything that we would take from them
I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

No, don’t.
Okay

U Can’t Touch This

Mc Hammer

U can’t touch this (x2)
U can’t touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
My-my-my-my music hits me so hard makes me say oh my Lord
Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hypedfeet
That’s good when you know you’re down
A superbowl homeboy from the Oaktown
And I’m known as such
And this is a beat uh u can’t touch
I told you homeboy u can’t touch this
Yeah that’s how we’re livin’ and you know u can’t touch this
Look in my eyes man u can’t touch this
You know let me bust the funky lyrics u can’t touch this
Fresh new kicks and pants
You got it like that and you know you wanna dance
So move out of your seat
And get a fly girl and catch this beat
While it’s rollin’ hold on pump a little bit
And let me know it’s going on like that, like that
Cold on a mission so pull on back
Let ‘em know that you’re too much
And this is a beat uh u can’t touch
Yo I told you u can’t touch this
Why you standing there man u can’t touch this
Yo sound the bells school is in sucker u can’t touch this
Give me a song or rhythm
Making ‘em sweat that’s what I’m giving ‘em
Now they know when you talk about the Hammer
You talk about a show that’s hyped and tight
Singers are sweatin’ so pass them a mic
Or a tape to learn what it’s gonna take
And now he’s gonna burn
The charts legit either work hard
Or you might as well quit
That’s word because you know
U can’t touch this (oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
Break it down
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh) (x4)
Stop… Hammer time
Go with the flow in a spin if you can’t move to this
Then you probably are dead
So wave your hands in the air
Bust throught the moves run your fingers through your hair
This is it for a winner
Dance to this and you’re gonna get thinner
Move slide your rump
Just for a minute let’s all do the bump
Bump bump bump yeah
U can’t touch this
Look man u can’t touch this
You’ll probably get hyped boy
‘Cause you know you can’t u can’t touch this
Ring the bell school’s back in break it down
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (x4)
Stop… Hammer time
(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
(Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh)
(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) u can’t touch this (x3)
(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) break it down
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (x2)
Stop… Hammer time
Every time you see me that Hammer’s just so hype
I’m dope on the floor and I’m magic on the mic
Now why would I ever stop doing this
With others makin’ records that just don’t hit
I toured around the world from London to the BAY
It’s Hammer go Hammer
mc hammer yo hammer and the rest can go and play
U can’t touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
U can’t touch this (oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
Yeah u can’t touch this
I told you u can’t touch this (oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
Too hype can’t touch this
Get me outta here u can’t touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Aconteceu na noite de ontem o mais esperado prêmio de música da TV brasileira, o VMB. Com relação ao VMB do ano passado, nenhuma novidade. Strike, NX Zero e Pitty voltaram a figurar entre os premiados.

Os destaques maiores ficaram por conta do prêmio de Web Hit, que foi para a badalada Dança do Quadrado, e do talento de Marcelo Adnet, que provou que tem futuro. Sua música, a FURFLES FEELINGS, virou símbolo do clima da festa.

Confira abaixo quem faturou o prêmio em todas as categorias do VMB:

Clipe do ano
Pela Última Vez, NX Zero

WEB HIT
A Dança do Quadrado

Show do Ano
Pitty

Artista Internacional
Paramore

Aposta MTV
Garotas Suecas

Hit do Ano
Pela Última Vez, NX Zero

Vc Fez
Fábio Viana

Revelação
Strike

Artista do Ano
NX Zero

Always

Blink 182

Composição: Mark Hoppus & Tom Delonge

I’ve been here before a few times
And I’m quite aware we’re dying
And your hands they shake with goodbyes
And I’ll take you back if you’d have me
So here I am I’m trying
So here I am are you ready
[Chorus]
Come on let me hold you
Touch you feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always
And I’ll miss your laugh your smile
I’ll admit I’m wrong if you’d tell me
I’m so sick of fights I hate them
Let’s start this again for real
So here I am I’m trying
So here I am are you ready
So here I am I’m trying
So here I am are you ready
[Chorus]
Come on let me hold you
Touch you
Feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always
Come on let me hold you
Touch you
Feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always
I’ve been here before a few times
And I’m quite aware we’re dying
[Chorus]
Come on let me hold you
Touch you
Feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always
Come on let me hold you
Touch you
Feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always
Always
Always

 

Segundo a Ministra Matilde Ribeiro, ela foi mal orientada sobre como poderia gastar o dinheiro do cartão e ainda disse que o negro ainda sofre preconceito no Brasil.

Concordo plenamente com a ministra. Se esse blog se chamasse Brancão Internauta, por exemplo, você já teria adicionado aos seus favoritos ou pelo menos entrado na nossa comunidade no Orkut, mas não, você não fez isso ainda e talvez não faça, só porque sou escurinho.

Por que isso? Você deve pensar que negro só serve pra jogar bola, ser cantor de pagode ou de hip-hop, não é? Humpf!