Lirik Lagu Heat It Up - Rakim
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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.
(Take that microphone from that kid and heat it up)
I keep the mic hot I heat it up kidI keep the mic hot I heat it up (x2)
Mic check y'allThen throw it to the floorThe crowd wanted more so I came in the doorThe great Rakim papermates to the penKnowledge is born and the light strikes againElements burst and gave birth to the firstGet the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up firstWhen it absolutely positively has to be there on timeI deliver a rhymeThe heckler of hip hop, hop to this oneI got more kid, they hate to miss oneStyle got jazz and the crowd's out of controlCause I've got the mic and I've got the soulNew York's own microphone technicianThoughts'll give 'em visionsStyle'll make you listenDevastates the ear, my opponents can't see meI gave 'em directions, but wrote it in graffitiBut they wanna know my m.o. ease back thoughThey want the exact flow, then study my steeloSketch the skit, but they still can't see what I didI heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kidI keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x4)
Then I explode with a song with a original formOr I'll perform it at high mode, they want the codeDestroyed the blueprints and documents and hitsCrews been, um, looking for clues ever sinceBeats start brewing up, rhymes is roughStages and microphones self-destructAnd when you thought you had the format down patYou get kicked back to the doormat with thatCause I've got a high tech style with know-howSelect the file watch the crowd go wildBad beats to bless the females' finessePoints shot stress causing cardiac arres
I keep the mic hot I heat it up kidI keep the mic hot I heat it up (x2)
Mic check y'allThen throw it to the floorThe crowd wanted more so I came in the doorThe great Rakim papermates to the penKnowledge is born and the light strikes againElements burst and gave birth to the firstGet the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up firstWhen it absolutely positively has to be there on timeI deliver a rhymeThe heckler of hip hop, hop to this oneI got more kid, they hate to miss oneStyle got jazz and the crowd's out of controlCause I've got the mic and I've got the soulNew York's own microphone technicianThoughts'll give 'em visionsStyle'll make you listenDevastates the ear, my opponents can't see meI gave 'em directions, but wrote it in graffitiBut they wanna know my m.o. ease back thoughThey want the exact flow, then study my steeloSketch the skit, but they still can't see what I didI heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kidI keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x4)
Then I explode with a song with a original formOr I'll perform it at high mode, they want the codeDestroyed the blueprints and documents and hitsCrews been, um, looking for clues ever sinceBeats start brewing up, rhymes is roughStages and microphones self-destructAnd when you thought you had the format down patYou get kicked back to the doormat with thatCause I've got a high tech style with know-howSelect the file watch the crowd go wildBad beats to bless the females' finessePoints shot stress causing cardiac arres
