Lirik Lagu Revenge - Dave
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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.
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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.
They won't appreciate your ambition, nahThey'll just love everything that can come from itYou see risk, I run with it, you run from itAnd that's the major differenceEven though I made money to try and make a differenceIt never made me differentIt's just funny that people love to say I'm distantAnd cry about the way I move, sitting in the same positionYou hold it there, I'll run up in your crack spotAnd really press pause on the white like polar bearsRicardo Quaresma, I got a load of flairStill go to war over a rack like Tony BlairYou talk a lotI'm from Streatham Vale, that's where iron hides in cars like AutobotsI got love from superstars in America, before I got love from guys I chilled with at the corner shopAnd that's what bothers meLike I was focusing on qualityJust waiting for my time to shine while you was online tryna kill them with quantityFake girls onto meI put 3 on my TNs and some Rocky jeansAnd now the girl's dying for a title like Apollo CreedThat's super long, I'll tell her that I'm moving on, honestlyI lose love for what I'm doing lots to find my passion lying in a drink like RubiconThis is some movie shitWe just spank groupie chicks and give them red bottoms like I bought the girls LouboutinsIf her boyfriend comes back tryna do his jobI'll give her baby wings like I went and drew CupidOn God, I am not the oneI don't have a lot of timeQuick decline when your label doesn't offer rightAnd if your head of office isn't on my other line with Di María's wagesThen I wouldn't even bother tryingI ain't gotta sign deals on blind faithStudying Braille's the last time I touched a dotted lineI'm 19 this year, I lost a lot of timeI'm on the 109, I really need to get a carBait face, sittin' on the tube like I went and got the Northern Line to uni in the morning for a seminarYou remind me of Boxing Day and JanuaryBlack Friday too, your sales are all regularBut still you're online, stuntin' with your chainWhile you struggle to recoup what you made on your dead advanceI don't really need to sit down with a label'Cause me and Jack are on our own island with Benny ScarsI remember when I rapped in school for the loveAnd my teachers never thought that it would get me farI remember when they said I couldn't singAnd now Wanna Know has taken over cities like Genghis KhanSuccess is sweet, but revenge is oursI'm living on the edge like the house on the hills of L.A. where we stayed with our rented carsOur friend's yard, so I thank themBut you can ask Jack Street, SG and Jimmy Napes if it's all luck or if there's method to my madnessYou ain't got money on your mind like the Sam songAnd me and you can't chill out, so why latch on?It's like we never turned the ends into a jackpotAnd had dots scattered round the side like a match boxIt's like I never turned my room into a trap spotAnd whip 40k with my piano, it's my crackpotI got a crazy drive, I'm afraid to failAnd ask anyone when I was there in Maida ValeI done over 100 takes to make sure I played it wellAs for the love of the music and not the endsI ain't lookin' for respect, I'm lookin' for revengeI was spinnin' tracks, my Gs were fixin' catsI used to think that I was chillin' with some vetsContent with your life on the block, you're a messNo vision(Final round)You don't have the fucking ambitionAnd for me and my friendsThe only thing I need is revenge(Game over)
