Lirik Lagu Fan Mail - AZ
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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.
(AZ) Baby bring that ashtray in here
Aiight
(AZ) And bring my mail it's on top of the counter
Here baby
(AZ) Check, what's this
I don't know some mail came thru today
(AZ) Fishscale, Professional, what's this about menlemme see what this about
Anyway, the food will be ready in 20 minutes
Peace Allah, hope tha scribe reach ya hands in good healthAs for self, no sense of worrying my cards been dealtSunk in a cell, fishscale, fifth year of my bidFinally got a chance recent to connect with my kidsIt's kinda hard thru carelessness I scared they momsAnd temporary I was barred voluntary the bondNevertheless, it's issues I need to addressPertaining the certain statements that made me confessFaced with life, it bites when reality hitAnd wit crime come a lot of technicality shitThru many co-defendants conspiracies linkingLike the court system designed to keep the mind from thinkingFog ya vision, guess it's just the odds of livingBut like me, most great men became god in prisonSince Illmatic, first heard ya bars of lifeI was up in Cansaki, *****s started to fightYou touched souls to a lost population of menAnd no doubt, if ever out they'll never lock me againFaced wit 10 on state time, wit life on the backIt's fucked up when your own folks ain't writing you backLearn to relax, spoke wit certain cats that helped adaptYou know the streets to the pen it's kinda hard to transactAll the cars and the pretty women, condos,The clothes and the city livingI seen division, breakdown of the populationIt's either submit, death or incarceration I felt the combinationTorn between reality rap and the fakesSome do it for the salary cap few relateAnd been thru what I been thru at least in fractionSo when they spit you could feel the passion I see you maxin'That Nas and that Jigga riff started some shitIt departed the prison system we should argue a bit<
Aiight
(AZ) And bring my mail it's on top of the counter
Here baby
(AZ) Check, what's this
I don't know some mail came thru today
(AZ) Fishscale, Professional, what's this about menlemme see what this about
Anyway, the food will be ready in 20 minutes
Peace Allah, hope tha scribe reach ya hands in good healthAs for self, no sense of worrying my cards been dealtSunk in a cell, fishscale, fifth year of my bidFinally got a chance recent to connect with my kidsIt's kinda hard thru carelessness I scared they momsAnd temporary I was barred voluntary the bondNevertheless, it's issues I need to addressPertaining the certain statements that made me confessFaced with life, it bites when reality hitAnd wit crime come a lot of technicality shitThru many co-defendants conspiracies linkingLike the court system designed to keep the mind from thinkingFog ya vision, guess it's just the odds of livingBut like me, most great men became god in prisonSince Illmatic, first heard ya bars of lifeI was up in Cansaki, *****s started to fightYou touched souls to a lost population of menAnd no doubt, if ever out they'll never lock me againFaced wit 10 on state time, wit life on the backIt's fucked up when your own folks ain't writing you backLearn to relax, spoke wit certain cats that helped adaptYou know the streets to the pen it's kinda hard to transactAll the cars and the pretty women, condos,The clothes and the city livingI seen division, breakdown of the populationIt's either submit, death or incarceration I felt the combinationTorn between reality rap and the fakesSome do it for the salary cap few relateAnd been thru what I been thru at least in fractionSo when they spit you could feel the passion I see you maxin'That Nas and that Jigga riff started some shitIt departed the prison system we should argue a bit<
