Lirik Lagu Erotic - Ganksta NIP
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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
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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
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.
Psych Daddy can me and my three friends come and play with youtonight?Oh yeah you and your three friends can come play with metonight and you and your three friends can come pay withtonight you know what I'm sayin?Big Syke you know what I'm talkin about.Erotic exotic and a little.....psychotic.[Verse 1]Picture a room where a con lives it's dark insideNewspaper clippins on the wall from vics that diedBlood everywhere, you can tell the psycho went throughHe had darts in their faces up to number fifty twoPsycho Uh, stalkin niggas, butcher knives stays handyHe would sit inside the park, and laugh and give kids candyThey say he was weird, but the bodies he killedHe always scratched off the names of the people he killedReal slow, Pysch torture style, pass me the scissorsAnd cut off microscopic pieces like a mirrorTerror screams, let me know the spinal was crumbledBy the gestures they made and the words that they mumbledMaybe I can slice a throat when I'm readyIt takes practice, training to keep a nail gun steadyYou should yell when it clicks, cuz blood finna seepAnd bring a hundred thousand mourners and children to weep[Chorus] X 8Erotic and exoticAnd a little psychotic[Verse 2]Graveyards in my slaughter house (.?.)Mutilation and bacteria to straight cats (?)You can bet that yours is full of healthy humans and miceKinda lookin like a fleshy big pot fulla riceTwenty people dead, strangled, uh that's my hobbyWhen I die you think I'm dead, but I really switched bodiesI'm standing there, watchin, they put him in the groundBlow a sweet when it's over, I'll go kill downtownCops don't understand, they thought he was bluffinThey say the officer went crazy when he murdered a dozenOther cops and didn't (?) cuz life ain't fairThey put his body in the chair, but his mind wasn't thereSoul snatcher, got cha, hit him with a heavy rightH
