Lirik Lagu Runaway - South Park Mexican
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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.
Chorus:Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's backStill, my whole albums sell like crackBlow indo out tha window, of my LimoSleepin, with my heat in my pillowI really don't give a damn, who you areUnderstand that you dealin wif a shootin starCompetition, never heard of itBut I hit permanent, did I murder it?AfermativeThe urban kid, learnin quick, about earnin gribGot more 8 ball than a pool tournamentSwearvin and burbin still cadillacinStill pack tha mackin, still bout no rappinDrop like Geronimo, got porono-flowYou are bit too young, but your mama knowI'm pit-fisious, never fake-tisiousIn this, cause MC's so delicious...
(Chorus x2)
[Carlos Coy]Like Mexican, get revengeNever stop settin trendsTo tha level of excellenceStill stackin dead presidentsIt's evident, I'm Texas sentWho plex get proper measurmentNo refery, sellin cheeseEnemies, MemoriesYes sir'y, rest in peaceBeen that way for centuriesSet chemistry, I'm blessin fiendsWe the men of empty dreamsMy every, master pieceInfluenced by street tragedysGot family, tried jackin meAlotta fun that'll be...
(Chorus x2)
White postah, steak and lobsterSautay shrimp, five fif and saucesCraw fish, sausage, even austrageWhy test one from tha crack monters?Crunshes of the world of lobstasMy nina ross does wonders with tha crossasBalas don't care, whatcha call usLivin cautious, takin no losesAll my whole office, got no accomplissTha thought of bosses makes me nautiousPromised mom this time it's honestDrop hit's and make lagidimate profitsKnowledge from tha street collegeReach for tha top, just watch tha copersImposter hate true MobbstasCuz we lost trust and we all bust...
(Chorus x2)
[Carlos Coy]I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's backStill, my whole albums sell like crackBlow indo out tha window, of my LimoSleepin, with my heat in my pillowI really don't give a damn, who you areUnderstand that you dealin wif a shootin starCompetition, never heard of itBut I hit permanent, did I murder it?AfermativeThe urban kid, learnin quick, about earnin gribGot more 8 ball than a pool tournamentSwearvin and burbin still cadillacinStill pack tha mackin, still bout no rappinDrop like Geronimo, got porono-flowYou are bit too young, but your mama knowI'm pit-fisious, never fake-tisiousIn this, cause MC's so delicious...
(Chorus x2)
[Carlos Coy]Like Mexican, get revengeNever stop settin trendsTo tha level of excellenceStill stackin dead presidentsIt's evident, I'm Texas sentWho plex get proper measurmentNo refery, sellin cheeseEnemies, MemoriesYes sir'y, rest in peaceBeen that way for centuriesSet chemistry, I'm blessin fiendsWe the men of empty dreamsMy every, master pieceInfluenced by street tragedysGot family, tried jackin meAlotta fun that'll be...
(Chorus x2)
White postah, steak and lobsterSautay shrimp, five fif and saucesCraw fish, sausage, even austrageWhy test one from tha crack monters?Crunshes of the world of lobstasMy nina ross does wonders with tha crossasBalas don't care, whatcha call usLivin cautious, takin no losesAll my whole office, got no accomplissTha thought of bosses makes me nautiousPromised mom this time it's honestDrop hit's and make lagidimate profitsKnowledge from tha street collegeReach for tha top, just watch tha copersImposter hate true MobbstasCuz we lost trust and we all bust...
(Chorus x2)
