Lirik Lagu High Voltage (remix) - Linkin Park
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
You know what I meanYou could put a label on a life,Put a label on a lifestyle
Sometimes...
You knowPut a label on how you wake up every morningAnd go to bed at night
Hybrid
I’ve been diggin into crates ever since I was livin in spaceBefore the ratrace, before monkeys had human traitsI mastered numerology and bigbang theologyPerformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychologyInvented the mic so I could start blessin itChincheckin kids to make my point like an impressionistMany men have tried to shake usBut I twist my cords in double helixes and show them what I’m made ofI buckle knees like leg bracesCast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of you emcees who hate usSo you can try on,Leave you without a shoulder to cry onFrom now to infinity let icons be bygonesI fire bomb ghostly notes haunt thisI tried threats but moved on to a promiseI stomp shit with or without an accompliceAnd run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this
Chorus:
High VoltageThe unforgettable soundHigh VoltageBringing you up and taking you downHigh VoltageComing at you from every sideHigh VoltageMaking the rhythm and rhyme collide
Akira, I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphonesNever satisfy my rhyme jonesSprayin bright day over what you might sayMy Blood type's craillon Technicolor type AOn highways ride with road rageCages of wind and cages of tin that bounce all aroundSurround soundDevouring the sceneSubliminal gangrene paintingsOver while the same thingSing song karaoke copy bullshitBreak bones verbally with sticks and stone tacticsFourth dimension, combat conventionWrite rhymes at ease while the track stands at attentionMeant to put you away with the pencilPistol, official, 16 line a rhyme missileWhile you risk your all, I pick out all your flaws
Sometimes...
You knowPut a label on how you wake up every morningAnd go to bed at night
Hybrid
I’ve been diggin into crates ever since I was livin in spaceBefore the ratrace, before monkeys had human traitsI mastered numerology and bigbang theologyPerformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychologyInvented the mic so I could start blessin itChincheckin kids to make my point like an impressionistMany men have tried to shake usBut I twist my cords in double helixes and show them what I’m made ofI buckle knees like leg bracesCast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of you emcees who hate usSo you can try on,Leave you without a shoulder to cry onFrom now to infinity let icons be bygonesI fire bomb ghostly notes haunt thisI tried threats but moved on to a promiseI stomp shit with or without an accompliceAnd run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this
Chorus:
High VoltageThe unforgettable soundHigh VoltageBringing you up and taking you downHigh VoltageComing at you from every sideHigh VoltageMaking the rhythm and rhyme collide
Akira, I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphonesNever satisfy my rhyme jonesSprayin bright day over what you might sayMy Blood type's craillon Technicolor type AOn highways ride with road rageCages of wind and cages of tin that bounce all aroundSurround soundDevouring the sceneSubliminal gangrene paintingsOver while the same thingSing song karaoke copy bullshitBreak bones verbally with sticks and stone tacticsFourth dimension, combat conventionWrite rhymes at ease while the track stands at attentionMeant to put you away with the pencilPistol, official, 16 line a rhyme missileWhile you risk your all, I pick out all your flaws
