Lirik Lagu Semi Automatic Full Rap Metal Jacket - Inspectah Deck
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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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.
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featuring U God Street Thug
Yo yo...
Chorus: U God
You can't hack the tacticsOf a semi automatic full rap fanaticYou can't hack the tacticsOf a semi automatic full rap fanatic
Verse One: U God
I make mean lean when I pump my spunkand hands of chump of machine gun funkI bliss like the fist of the mantisThose who oppose get dropped and hit the canvasWith rigormor', I hit you in the core andpop your legs well in the figure fourYou can't stop the force when the blood is coursinextortion, I'm comin like the headless horsemanEnforcin, tortureous slang from a fortuneSwordsman, throw your rap corpse in coffinsDon't pop glocks at me then cop a pleaA hundred thousand leagues beneath the seaDeep depths makes rappers saltedWeak rappers asses I cracks my foot, off inLay down them lines with them hard hitsAnd I'm harmin, bombin, with heavy bombardmentsPushin, poetry, like weed by the poundsUnderground railroad RZA track lay it downI'm hard as pavement, you gaze from amazementKnock you in the head you wonder where the days wentIt's golden bangles, microphone getting strangledFive-star general, scars you want to angleBizarre thriller, war scar for a killerSheisty mic device got my hand-piece throbbinSlice mics precise on down to ice carvings
Chorus 2X
Verse Two: Inspector Deck
YoI set the mic in flames, bomb like fighter planesMC's are shot down long range with sniper aimNo question marks, the session starts with sparksMy flows explodes like hand grenades through your partsUniversal soldier, MO's the holderglobe in both hands, born to be sole controllerHit the world full blast, my crime pays cashSlip past these cyphers and the flash from the photographBest-seller compose a rough draftRazor Sharp vocabulary cut glassActual fa
Yo yo...
Chorus: U God
You can't hack the tacticsOf a semi automatic full rap fanaticYou can't hack the tacticsOf a semi automatic full rap fanatic
Verse One: U God
I make mean lean when I pump my spunkand hands of chump of machine gun funkI bliss like the fist of the mantisThose who oppose get dropped and hit the canvasWith rigormor', I hit you in the core andpop your legs well in the figure fourYou can't stop the force when the blood is coursinextortion, I'm comin like the headless horsemanEnforcin, tortureous slang from a fortuneSwordsman, throw your rap corpse in coffinsDon't pop glocks at me then cop a pleaA hundred thousand leagues beneath the seaDeep depths makes rappers saltedWeak rappers asses I cracks my foot, off inLay down them lines with them hard hitsAnd I'm harmin, bombin, with heavy bombardmentsPushin, poetry, like weed by the poundsUnderground railroad RZA track lay it downI'm hard as pavement, you gaze from amazementKnock you in the head you wonder where the days wentIt's golden bangles, microphone getting strangledFive-star general, scars you want to angleBizarre thriller, war scar for a killerSheisty mic device got my hand-piece throbbinSlice mics precise on down to ice carvings
Chorus 2X
Verse Two: Inspector Deck
YoI set the mic in flames, bomb like fighter planesMC's are shot down long range with sniper aimNo question marks, the session starts with sparksMy flows explodes like hand grenades through your partsUniversal soldier, MO's the holderglobe in both hands, born to be sole controllerHit the world full blast, my crime pays cashSlip past these cyphers and the flash from the photographBest-seller compose a rough draftRazor Sharp vocabulary cut glassActual fa
