Lirik Lagu Benediction feat. Rick Ross - August Alsina
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- 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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- 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
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- 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
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Started off in the streetsWe would take collection from the fiendsPeople dyin' all around meSo I gave you my testimonyWe were down from the beginnin'When the world wasn't listenin'Now that I got your attentionLet us end with the benediction
We are gathered here todayPaying our respects to bein' broke, hope he's in a better placeCause life out here ain't sweet, oh noI would close my eyes to sleep but didn't dream no moreSo I had to make a way for my home, you knowNow I'm in a place where I ain't gotta scheme no moreThe good life, done with the hood lifeI did what I could didn't always do what I should and I was misunderstoodSo many nights I triedTo hide how I felt, I would cry insideAnd I ran through the streets till my feet got tiredCause I ain't wanna have my shoes on them power lines
But I made it, and it made meI know I did wrong, I pray to God he forgave meCause I made it, and it didn't kill meSo it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, that you feel me...
Our father who art in heavenI pray you free me from my demons and keep me levelI know you kept me out of prison where I was headin'When I heard somebody killed my brother, one-eighty-sevenI hope he made it to your presence, for me he was a blessin'At least I know he's restin' and he ain't out here stressin'Tryna get to the good life, and out of this hood lifeI pray that my step-pops stay off of that crack pipeSo Mama could sleep nights, I know it's been hard on herI was ripping through the streets, it was hard for herNow I'm up in hotels on the ocean shoreWhen I was sleepin' on the floor at the corner store
But I made it, and it made meI know I did wrong, I pray to God he would save meCause I made it, it didn't kill meSo it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, do you feel me...
Bottle after bottle, snatching Belaire out the bucketRightin' all my wrongs for these homies out here thuggin'Pray for benediction, pretty women on my premiseCondo out in Cabo, screaming "GABOS" to my nemesisGold around my neck I'm ballin' for these final minutesNothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentanceShots fired, another gone, I feel that man's painDaddy sat me down and said: "that came with the game"Shake my head, roll up the window, turnin' up the musicSo much anger in these songs for these soldiers that we losin'A mastermind is one who's feedin' others off his talentI owe it to my city but it's time I pay my balanceI'm in Holyfield's estate, I started with a palletI made my first tape, I gave that shit to KhaledThankful for my supporters, everyone that ever bought usGrateful for every lesson these Miami streets taught us
We are gathered here todayPaying our respects to bein' broke, hope he's in a better placeCause life out here ain't sweet, oh noI would close my eyes to sleep but didn't dream no moreSo I had to make a way for my home, you knowNow I'm in a place where I ain't gotta scheme no moreThe good life, done with the hood lifeI did what I could didn't always do what I should and I was misunderstoodSo many nights I triedTo hide how I felt, I would cry insideAnd I ran through the streets till my feet got tiredCause I ain't wanna have my shoes on them power lines
But I made it, and it made meI know I did wrong, I pray to God he forgave meCause I made it, and it didn't kill meSo it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, that you feel me...
Our father who art in heavenI pray you free me from my demons and keep me levelI know you kept me out of prison where I was headin'When I heard somebody killed my brother, one-eighty-sevenI hope he made it to your presence, for me he was a blessin'At least I know he's restin' and he ain't out here stressin'Tryna get to the good life, and out of this hood lifeI pray that my step-pops stay off of that crack pipeSo Mama could sleep nights, I know it's been hard on herI was ripping through the streets, it was hard for herNow I'm up in hotels on the ocean shoreWhen I was sleepin' on the floor at the corner store
But I made it, and it made meI know I did wrong, I pray to God he would save meCause I made it, it didn't kill meSo it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, do you feel me...
Bottle after bottle, snatching Belaire out the bucketRightin' all my wrongs for these homies out here thuggin'Pray for benediction, pretty women on my premiseCondo out in Cabo, screaming "GABOS" to my nemesisGold around my neck I'm ballin' for these final minutesNothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentanceShots fired, another gone, I feel that man's painDaddy sat me down and said: "that came with the game"Shake my head, roll up the window, turnin' up the musicSo much anger in these songs for these soldiers that we losin'A mastermind is one who's feedin' others off his talentI owe it to my city but it's time I pay my balanceI'm in Holyfield's estate, I started with a palletI made my first tape, I gave that shit to KhaledThankful for my supporters, everyone that ever bought usGrateful for every lesson these Miami streets taught us
