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Lirik Out Cold - Esham
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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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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.
Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun clapper, leave a rapper brains all on the wall
Now, nobody could fade him cause he was known to murder them
And kill the wack DJ's who never heard of him
The radio was scared, they wouldn't even listen to him
But he's getting payed, and the flash of pistols to them
He lives underground in parts unknown
He's known to take your cookies to boogie the bloody microphone
Seven MC's, put them in a line
Then add seven more niggas who think they can shine
Well, it'll take seven more before I'll go for mine
Then I'll "blocabloca" my nine rhymes at the same tizzime
They say, MC-killer, don't let him rhyme around you
He's bound to pull a nine and blow your mind all around you
Now they got a white chalk line all around you
Hanging from a telephone pole's how they found you
Psychopathic, automatic
Weapons get drawn if you got some static cause
This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
Great scott, a monster's high on top of the Penasca
Busting off shots with the twenty-five-shot glock
This is back when the wizard was cutting shit up
Plus ain't nobody saying nothing, so I'm shutting shit up
Killed another MC, scoped him from high off the tower
Radio stations blow out your power, sniffing powder
How the fuck I killed another DJ?
Special request
I serviced his ass with the AK
P-P-P-P-P-Pow mothafucka, ain't no love in my mind
Ain't no tarnishing my game, ain't no dulling my shine
Still nine dead bodies real hard to find
And if you want to kill some more times, press rewind
This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
There was an MC killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun clapper, leave a rapper brains all on the wall
Now, nobody could fade him cause he was known to murder them
And kill the wack DJ's who never heard of him
The radio was scared, they wouldn't even listen to him
But he's getting payed, and the flash of pistols to them
He lives underground in parts unknown
He's known to take your cookies to boogie the bloody microphone
Seven MC's, put them in a line
Then add seven more niggas who think they can shine
Well, it'll take seven more before I'll go for mine
Then I'll "blocabloca" my nine rhymes at the same tizzime
They say, MC-killer, don't let him rhyme around you
He's bound to pull a nine and blow your mind all around you
Now they got a white chalk line all around you
Hanging from a telephone pole's how they found you
Psychopathic, automatic
Weapons get drawn if you got some static cause
This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
Great scott, a monster's high on top of the Penasca
Busting off shots with the twenty-five-shot glock
This is back when the wizard was cutting shit up
Plus ain't nobody saying nothing, so I'm shutting shit up
Killed another MC, scoped him from high off the tower
Radio stations blow out your power, sniffing powder
How the fuck I killed another DJ?
Special request
I serviced his ass with the AK
P-P-P-P-P-Pow mothafucka, ain't no love in my mind
Ain't no tarnishing my game, ain't no dulling my shine
Still nine dead bodies real hard to find
And if you want to kill some more times, press rewind
This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
This is how the story goes
People these days are realy out cold
