Lirik Lagu Comin' For Ya - DMX
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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.
Hey MimiWord? {*dogs barking*}Get em boy.. get em boy!Get em boy! Get em boy! Boyyyyyyy!("It is not a fuckin game..." *repeats in background*)
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)
X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for yaCause X is comin' for yaRun, hide, duck, duckWe don't give a fuck, fuck
[DMX]Look in the mirror (uh) say my name five timesTurn out the lights (WHAT?) then I done tooked nine livesDon't get scared now nigga, finish it cause you started itWatch shit grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you made ofAlready lost a stripe cause I know what you afraid ofWe both know you pussy, but I ain't gonna say nuttinJust hit a nigga off, and you can stay frontin (uhh)I gotcha back for now, till I cased the joint (what?)Plus, give the Feds a real good place to point (what?)and laced the joint, I ain't gonna front I had my hands fullGlad to be alive, but you like, that's that bull (grrrrr)But now you know, what you get, when you fuckin witcause you shoulda left alone, now you stuck in shitduckin in shit, til that headpiece gets BLAZEDScreamin this, ahh, cease to the graveIts over, at least for you it isIt don't think the coroner, to see how true it isI knew these kid, but did that stop me from gettin em, screaminIT WAS ALL FOR THE MONEY, while I'm hittin and splittin him downfrom his nose to his nuts (what?)Fire department comin, put the hose to his guts (what?)Washed away, just like dirt when it rains (uh)And now because of you, I hurt when it rains (grrrrr)
chorus
[DMX]My real name is Damien and my girl's name is CarrieThat Poltergeist bitch is hot, but too young to marryThat nigga Satan be fakin mad jacks so I taxed his assEvery chance I get, is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)Another nigga split; there go white meat - another niggatakin up room in the morgue under a white sheet (c'mon)That's what you get for wanna to take it there (uhh)But with this Desert Eagle in your mouthyou cryin bout let's make it fair (uhh)Sometimes it takes pain to make the brain a little smarter (uh-huh)When I think the rain will stop, it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)Part of the game is niggaz wanna become fam-ousand doin the same shit I do, remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)I want house money, Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag moneyI ain't laughin, but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)I used to talk about that shit you gotbut you ain't never got that shit when that shit get hot!Runnin up in the spot with, two niggaz from IsraelCause it is-real, you did squeal, now how you think yo' kids feel?knowin you died a snitch, I look in yo' and see a bitchWasn't surprised to see a switch (c'mon)Let's make it quick, I got a flight at 6 goin to PakistanSo let this nigga know, I know he pussy, I'ma smack his man (uhh)Fuckin Willie niggas and silly niggazI'd rather be eatin of a platewith all them Baltimore and Philly niggaz (WHAT?)Cause I done took about as much I can standA nigga smilin in my face like they my motherfuckin manAiyyo, it gets a lot worse, cause there's a curse (WHAT?)that says, the reward for bein real, is the hearsebefore you turn thirty, cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)catches up and get you right when you thought you slidIt's gettin dark, and with the cold to the heartYou realize, you ain't gonna see your shortyold enough to walk, for real
Chorus
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)
X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for yaCause X is comin' for yaRun, hide, duck, duckWe don't give a fuck, fuck
[DMX]Look in the mirror (uh) say my name five timesTurn out the lights (WHAT?) then I done tooked nine livesDon't get scared now nigga, finish it cause you started itWatch shit grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you made ofAlready lost a stripe cause I know what you afraid ofWe both know you pussy, but I ain't gonna say nuttinJust hit a nigga off, and you can stay frontin (uhh)I gotcha back for now, till I cased the joint (what?)Plus, give the Feds a real good place to point (what?)and laced the joint, I ain't gonna front I had my hands fullGlad to be alive, but you like, that's that bull (grrrrr)But now you know, what you get, when you fuckin witcause you shoulda left alone, now you stuck in shitduckin in shit, til that headpiece gets BLAZEDScreamin this, ahh, cease to the graveIts over, at least for you it isIt don't think the coroner, to see how true it isI knew these kid, but did that stop me from gettin em, screaminIT WAS ALL FOR THE MONEY, while I'm hittin and splittin him downfrom his nose to his nuts (what?)Fire department comin, put the hose to his guts (what?)Washed away, just like dirt when it rains (uh)And now because of you, I hurt when it rains (grrrrr)
chorus
[DMX]My real name is Damien and my girl's name is CarrieThat Poltergeist bitch is hot, but too young to marryThat nigga Satan be fakin mad jacks so I taxed his assEvery chance I get, is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)Another nigga split; there go white meat - another niggatakin up room in the morgue under a white sheet (c'mon)That's what you get for wanna to take it there (uhh)But with this Desert Eagle in your mouthyou cryin bout let's make it fair (uhh)Sometimes it takes pain to make the brain a little smarter (uh-huh)When I think the rain will stop, it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)Part of the game is niggaz wanna become fam-ousand doin the same shit I do, remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)I want house money, Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag moneyI ain't laughin, but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)I used to talk about that shit you gotbut you ain't never got that shit when that shit get hot!Runnin up in the spot with, two niggaz from IsraelCause it is-real, you did squeal, now how you think yo' kids feel?knowin you died a snitch, I look in yo' and see a bitchWasn't surprised to see a switch (c'mon)Let's make it quick, I got a flight at 6 goin to PakistanSo let this nigga know, I know he pussy, I'ma smack his man (uhh)Fuckin Willie niggas and silly niggazI'd rather be eatin of a platewith all them Baltimore and Philly niggaz (WHAT?)Cause I done took about as much I can standA nigga smilin in my face like they my motherfuckin manAiyyo, it gets a lot worse, cause there's a curse (WHAT?)that says, the reward for bein real, is the hearsebefore you turn thirty, cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)catches up and get you right when you thought you slidIt's gettin dark, and with the cold to the heartYou realize, you ain't gonna see your shortyold enough to walk, for real
Chorus
