Lirik Lagu When Disaster Strikes - Busta Rhymes
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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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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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
- 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.
Yeah..Good God!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Yeah, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire galaxyBusta Rhymes and the whole entire Flipmode SquadBack at y'all motherfuckers in 1997(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster StrikesTake a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witnessHah!
On and on, return from the future like a centurionAll my affili-ates.. let's stack another mill-ionWhile you learn on how the words go to my motherfucking songWatch me puts it on.. it keeps you open all day longThe way we fuck shit up you thinkin somethin must be wrongSet the high standards for corny niggaz to get the gongBleach your ass blonde and black your color back to bronzeOn Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The FonzSo spectacular how I touch souls from here to AfricaMy Zimbabwe niggaz bangin my joints up in they AcuraPssh, OOH!Makin you feel the funk from bumper to bumperDrive an imported 500 in foreign license plate numbers, ha haLaugh at ya, oh, me and my passengersflip ass niggaz over quick like frying pan spatulasWhy do you be wastin your time, bein mad at us?Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Yes yes y'all!Flipmode Squad y'allWe reign supreme in 1997When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)When Disaster Strikes, you will all seeWhen Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witnessto The Most High Exalted
Yo.. now check it out, yoI keeps flows so ridiculousRhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry licoricePractice your rhyme or be the local practitionistWell you can try bein a doctor or bein a local obstetricianistSee, you can be somethinQuit tryin to work so fuckin hard to-wards nothinThis rhyme shit was never designed for every swollen muffinYo, I'm sayin..Why y'all niggaz think that y'all could really see my Squad?And if we hit you hard that's when you feel the power of the GodDo it right and big up my peeps and A*AlikesOn alike, repel, especially feel When Disaster StrikesExtremely delicate like the blowin out of candlelightsThe quiet killings of projects niggaz whenever they wanna fightThat type of shit that shine and blind a nigga eyesight, aiiight?We keepin it tight, y'all niggaz don't want it right?You will never ever get no wins inside _mi casa_We killin all impostors like we kill the cucurachasBounce to award ceremonies like we winnin OscarsRhymin rastas, eatin enough exotic pasta, hah!Yo..We keep it movin for all of y'allFreak y'all niggaz out while I'm makin y'all niggaz fallDisaster will hitcha quick any time you wanna brawlPerm, press, a nigga back, peel them of the wallSo tell me, why do you be wastin your time, bein mad at us?Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Hah, oh yes y'all!This situation.. has now been brought before your very eyesAnd as we carry on Flipmode Squad continues to conquer the world(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)When Disaster Strikes, you will all fearWhen Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witnessto The Most High Exalted, hah!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Yeah, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire galaxyBusta Rhymes and the whole entire Flipmode SquadBack at y'all motherfuckers in 1997(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster StrikesTake a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witnessHah!
On and on, return from the future like a centurionAll my affili-ates.. let's stack another mill-ionWhile you learn on how the words go to my motherfucking songWatch me puts it on.. it keeps you open all day longThe way we fuck shit up you thinkin somethin must be wrongSet the high standards for corny niggaz to get the gongBleach your ass blonde and black your color back to bronzeOn Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The FonzSo spectacular how I touch souls from here to AfricaMy Zimbabwe niggaz bangin my joints up in they AcuraPssh, OOH!Makin you feel the funk from bumper to bumperDrive an imported 500 in foreign license plate numbers, ha haLaugh at ya, oh, me and my passengersflip ass niggaz over quick like frying pan spatulasWhy do you be wastin your time, bein mad at us?Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Yes yes y'all!Flipmode Squad y'allWe reign supreme in 1997When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)When Disaster Strikes, you will all seeWhen Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witnessto The Most High Exalted
Yo.. now check it out, yoI keeps flows so ridiculousRhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry licoricePractice your rhyme or be the local practitionistWell you can try bein a doctor or bein a local obstetricianistSee, you can be somethinQuit tryin to work so fuckin hard to-wards nothinThis rhyme shit was never designed for every swollen muffinYo, I'm sayin..Why y'all niggaz think that y'all could really see my Squad?And if we hit you hard that's when you feel the power of the GodDo it right and big up my peeps and A*AlikesOn alike, repel, especially feel When Disaster StrikesExtremely delicate like the blowin out of candlelightsThe quiet killings of projects niggaz whenever they wanna fightThat type of shit that shine and blind a nigga eyesight, aiiight?We keepin it tight, y'all niggaz don't want it right?You will never ever get no wins inside _mi casa_We killin all impostors like we kill the cucurachasBounce to award ceremonies like we winnin OscarsRhymin rastas, eatin enough exotic pasta, hah!Yo..We keep it movin for all of y'allFreak y'all niggaz out while I'm makin y'all niggaz fallDisaster will hitcha quick any time you wanna brawlPerm, press, a nigga back, peel them of the wallSo tell me, why do you be wastin your time, bein mad at us?Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous!
(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)Hah, oh yes y'all!This situation.. has now been brought before your very eyesAnd as we carry on Flipmode Squad continues to conquer the world(in background: "Tra-la-la-la-lah" *4X*)When Disaster Strikes, you will all fearWhen Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witnessto The Most High Exalted, hah!
