Lirik Lagu Pig Latin - Gym Class Heroes
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
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
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Why do people fear what they don't know?Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my pants swung lowAnd my hats rocked to the leftAll these dirty looks be gettin me stressedIt's time to dead thatTestify and get your head wrapped like Arabian catsterrorist act's will have you pigs squealin at lastWayne County Jail full of noxious gasgot three quarters of your senses massedyou're left with only the sense of Touch like TonyThe majority of these boys in blue are phonycrooked like Saint Ides, instead of tryin to save livesthey out for delph, only tryin to help them selfThey pull me over talkin about a seatbelt, we all know thats bullshitthe fact is I look suspicious, THATS IT!!Type of kid to expose corruption, like crop circles and alien abductionsPark patrolling toy cop reproductionsHunger for power equals negative reprocussionsGet rushed as if I was rushin with no discussiontry and cuff me and catch a mild concussionI've taken all the stress I canpeace America I'm movin off to foreign landswhere cops don't place narcotics in innocent handsFramin cats just to meet a quotasearchin' everyone with baggy pants and Moterola'sThats why I'm wild with a camcorderto catch 'em slippin when they pull me overflip 'em the bird then I'm ghost in my ToyotaWon't stop writin til this shit ceaseUntil someone's there to police the police
I'm sick of all this everyday harassment(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingfollowed shit is drastic)Sick of havin visions of black caskets (just because we rock our pants low)And our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)A tumor on our ass (We want answers)For bad manners (And the use of police scanners)So we jottin down their numbers (In our pocket planners)for the day we meet up (With Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!
They got this little game that they playtellin you that you that you done somethin wrongThen they flash the badge in your faceand you don't even know what's goin' onThey don't even give you a reasons, orno clue as to what it is you've doneYou go for your registration, and then they put your ass to sleep(And tell the chief you reached for heat)
Cops be poppin' confiscated glocks with a sack of rocks right under itthe funny thing is, this murders funded by the governmentYo they'll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it legalIllegally plant the confiscated gat right by you in your Regaland say you shot first, delete you from digital files its lethalMost of these cops is see through, that's why we do what we doThat's why we tell the truth about what police doSon they'll issue you a ticket right before they beat youI'm glad the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare youCheck the rearview, you'll see the camcorder, extended lens tooYou better call for back-up, chew the rest of that crack upcause we got you on tape with that girl you raped and handcuffedYeah you shook now, and if you swing on me I'm about to fight backThe man ain't nothin but the klan, but not in white they rockin blue and blackIt's a proven fact cops is just white collared criminalsthey ride in Crown V's injectin neighborhoods with chemicalsI'm tellin you, it all makes sense they killed the presidentsniped him out with one shot then lurked out with all the evidenceI'm speakin relevance, ignorant heads won't try to hear mecause the truth will make the masses bug out, like Tim LearyIf you want kids off the streets give us somethin to doinstead of constant harassment and curfew's (COME ON)Since when did dreadlocks become probable causetotin' around a backpack become breakin the lawSon I'm fed up, so get up, stand up like Bob told youand learn some Tai Bo in case they try to choke hold you
I'm sick of all this everyday harassment(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingcalled a black bastard)Sick of havin visions of black caskets (Just because we rock our pants low)and our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)a tumor on our ass, (we want answers)for bad manners (and the use of police scanners)So we jottin' down their numbers (in our pocket planners)For the day we meet up (with Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!(I'm sick of all this everyday harassment)Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingfollowed shit is drastic(Sick of havin visions of black caskets) Just because we rock our pants low(And our hats backwards) These cops is like cancer(A tumor on our ass) We want answers(For bad manners) And the use of police scanners(So we jottin down their numbers) In our pocket planners(for the day we meet up) With Jim Shapiro THE HAMMER!
I'm sick of all this everyday harassment(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingfollowed shit is drastic)Sick of havin visions of black caskets (just because we rock our pants low)And our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)A tumor on our ass (We want answers)For bad manners (And the use of police scanners)So we jottin down their numbers (In our pocket planners)for the day we meet up (With Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!
They got this little game that they playtellin you that you that you done somethin wrongThen they flash the badge in your faceand you don't even know what's goin' onThey don't even give you a reasons, orno clue as to what it is you've doneYou go for your registration, and then they put your ass to sleep(And tell the chief you reached for heat)
Cops be poppin' confiscated glocks with a sack of rocks right under itthe funny thing is, this murders funded by the governmentYo they'll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it legalIllegally plant the confiscated gat right by you in your Regaland say you shot first, delete you from digital files its lethalMost of these cops is see through, that's why we do what we doThat's why we tell the truth about what police doSon they'll issue you a ticket right before they beat youI'm glad the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare youCheck the rearview, you'll see the camcorder, extended lens tooYou better call for back-up, chew the rest of that crack upcause we got you on tape with that girl you raped and handcuffedYeah you shook now, and if you swing on me I'm about to fight backThe man ain't nothin but the klan, but not in white they rockin blue and blackIt's a proven fact cops is just white collared criminalsthey ride in Crown V's injectin neighborhoods with chemicalsI'm tellin you, it all makes sense they killed the presidentsniped him out with one shot then lurked out with all the evidenceI'm speakin relevance, ignorant heads won't try to hear mecause the truth will make the masses bug out, like Tim LearyIf you want kids off the streets give us somethin to doinstead of constant harassment and curfew's (COME ON)Since when did dreadlocks become probable causetotin' around a backpack become breakin the lawSon I'm fed up, so get up, stand up like Bob told youand learn some Tai Bo in case they try to choke hold you
I'm sick of all this everyday harassment(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingcalled a black bastard)Sick of havin visions of black caskets (Just because we rock our pants low)and our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)a tumor on our ass, (we want answers)for bad manners (and the use of police scanners)So we jottin' down their numbers (in our pocket planners)For the day we meet up (with Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!(I'm sick of all this everyday harassment)Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of beingfollowed shit is drastic(Sick of havin visions of black caskets) Just because we rock our pants low(And our hats backwards) These cops is like cancer(A tumor on our ass) We want answers(For bad manners) And the use of police scanners(So we jottin down their numbers) In our pocket planners(for the day we meet up) With Jim Shapiro THE HAMMER!
