Lirik Lagu Lesson One - Epik High
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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.
People, AttentionEducation, KnowledgeI got something to say to my teachersGenius is not the answer to all questionsIt's the question to all answers
Brothers and sistersCome and listen
Do we learn math to add the dead sum?Subtract the weak ones, count cash for great ones?Shall we multiply or divide the nation.Break down like fractions, send our sons away to die
Do we learn science in defiance of faith?To make alliance with fakes for an appliance's sake?We ask for the real but make artificial intelligenceTo make smarter kills of others' presidents
Why do we learn history? To fix stories for the guiltyMake angels look filthy and the devils look milkyIf the victor writes the books then what have we won?Are we battleships of authorship, a rich man's gun?
Do we learn to read to receive the liesTo deceive the eyes from seeing between the lines?We use words to bring forth sticks and stones?To sing songs of hate that fill the streets with bones?
Unseen or heardA king with wordsTablo, lyrical assassin
Make me visions from the truth
Is our day job more than self-slavery?When we're locked watching the clock impatientlyWe sweat for the dollar bills, the checks and the credit cardsBut the dollar kills, breaks the necks of our inner hearts
If the police are role models for the righteous,Why does justice depend on guns and nightsticks?Mr. Officer don't punish me with brutality!The streets got me singing Marvin Gaye off-key
Why do we need church to get to Heaven's gate?Can holy water quench the thirst of those whose fatesStarted in the wrong place with the wrong face?Can the poor and the hungry survive solely on grace?
Can this rap game ever bring changes?When MCs would rather floss a cross than be saviors?Will I last in the game, be blasted with shameWill I will stand for my name and never blaspheme for fame?
Say my nameSay my nameJoy of a life beginningSee the joy of a life beginning
Brothers and sistersCome and listen
Do we learn math to add the dead sum?Subtract the weak ones, count cash for great ones?Shall we multiply or divide the nation.Break down like fractions, send our sons away to die
Do we learn science in defiance of faith?To make alliance with fakes for an appliance's sake?We ask for the real but make artificial intelligenceTo make smarter kills of others' presidents
Why do we learn history? To fix stories for the guiltyMake angels look filthy and the devils look milkyIf the victor writes the books then what have we won?Are we battleships of authorship, a rich man's gun?
Do we learn to read to receive the liesTo deceive the eyes from seeing between the lines?We use words to bring forth sticks and stones?To sing songs of hate that fill the streets with bones?
Unseen or heardA king with wordsTablo, lyrical assassin
Make me visions from the truth
Is our day job more than self-slavery?When we're locked watching the clock impatientlyWe sweat for the dollar bills, the checks and the credit cardsBut the dollar kills, breaks the necks of our inner hearts
If the police are role models for the righteous,Why does justice depend on guns and nightsticks?Mr. Officer don't punish me with brutality!The streets got me singing Marvin Gaye off-key
Why do we need church to get to Heaven's gate?Can holy water quench the thirst of those whose fatesStarted in the wrong place with the wrong face?Can the poor and the hungry survive solely on grace?
Can this rap game ever bring changes?When MCs would rather floss a cross than be saviors?Will I last in the game, be blasted with shameWill I will stand for my name and never blaspheme for fame?
Say my nameSay my nameJoy of a life beginningSee the joy of a life beginning
