Lirik Lagu ABC's - K'naan
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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.
Bundle up my whole style is so coldI glow like old guys who go baldMy flow got no front in the vocalYour flow got no button its so old
I don't mean to sound like a showboatBut it's true my persona's no jokeI stepped into some kinda portalI'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I'm from the most risky zone - ohNo place is more shifty globalMore pistols, Russian revolversWe shootin' all that is normal
But it ain't just because we want toWe ain't got nowhere we can run toSomebody please press the undoThey only teach us the things that guns do
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
[Chubb Rock]Rock, you know my eraB-boy seasoning, salt -n- pepaGrown and sexy, come with the extraCrushed up linen, fly like sess-aThis type brew I gave it birthNow it's time again to give it a verseJamaican born, not a fan of the ganjaBoulevard [?] Brooklyn to SomaliaAnd it goes in the backgroundPlaya, that is my soundThe green doesn't symbolize I made it on the topPioneer legend, and they call me Mr. RockNo B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)Respect for hersThe game dried up, so we come with the greaseLeadin' ya right and treatin' ya right, so peace
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
Superman is known by the localsAs this dude who's so fly it's globalAttitude that came outta struggleDestitute but I make it hopeful
You real, but my real is tenfoldMy real'll make yours a rentalGangsta if at ease, essentialFight with guns or utensils
So bold nothin's confidentialBreakfast was not continentalAnd lunch could not compliment allWe still become competent souls
These streets ain't paved with no goldMatter fact someone stole the light bulbNobody fat enough for lypoThey don't teach us to read and write, so...
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
I don't mean to sound like a showboatBut it's true my persona's no jokeI stepped into some kinda portalI'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I'm from the most risky zone - ohNo place is more shifty globalMore pistols, Russian revolversWe shootin' all that is normal
But it ain't just because we want toWe ain't got nowhere we can run toSomebody please press the undoThey only teach us the things that guns do
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
[Chubb Rock]Rock, you know my eraB-boy seasoning, salt -n- pepaGrown and sexy, come with the extraCrushed up linen, fly like sess-aThis type brew I gave it birthNow it's time again to give it a verseJamaican born, not a fan of the ganjaBoulevard [?] Brooklyn to SomaliaAnd it goes in the backgroundPlaya, that is my soundThe green doesn't symbolize I made it on the topPioneer legend, and they call me Mr. RockNo B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)Respect for hersThe game dried up, so we come with the greaseLeadin' ya right and treatin' ya right, so peace
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
Superman is known by the localsAs this dude who's so fly it's globalAttitude that came outta struggleDestitute but I make it hopeful
You real, but my real is tenfoldMy real'll make yours a rentalGangsta if at ease, essentialFight with guns or utensils
So bold nothin's confidentialBreakfast was not continentalAnd lunch could not compliment allWe still become competent souls
These streets ain't paved with no goldMatter fact someone stole the light bulbNobody fat enough for lypoThey don't teach us to read and write, so...
[Chorus]They don't teach us the ABCsWe play on the hard concreteAll we got is life on the streetsAll we got is life on the streets[repeat]
