Lirik Lagu Underdog - The Coup
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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)This is for my folkers who got bills overdueThis is for my folkers, um, check one twoThis is for my folkers who never lived like a hogMe and you, toe to toe, I got love for the underdog*repeat chorus*
I raise this glass for the ones who die meaninglesslyAnd the newborns who get fed intravenouslySomebody's mom caught a job and a welfare fraud caseWhen she breathe she swear it feels like plastic wrap around her faceLights turned off and its the third month the rent is lateThoughts of being homeless, crying till you hyperventilateDespair permeates the air then sets in your earThe kids play with that one toy they learned how to shareComing home don't never seem to be a celebrationBills they piled up on the coffee table like they're decorationsBig ol' spoons of peanut butter, big ass glass of waterMakes the hunger subside, save the real food for your daughterYou feel like swingin haymakers at a moving truckYou feel like laughing so it seems like you don't give a fuckYou feel like getting so high you smoke a whole damn cropYou feel like crying but you think that you might never stopHomes with no heat stiffen your joints like arthritisIf this was fiction, it'd be easier to write thisSome folks try to front like they so above youThey'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you
*chorus*
There's certain tricks of the trade to try and hault your defeatLike taking tupperware to an "all you can eat"Returning used shit for new saying you lost your receiptAnd writing four figure checks when your accounts depleteThen all your problems pile up about a mile upThinkin about a partner you can dial up to help you out this foul stuffWhole
I raise this glass for the ones who die meaninglesslyAnd the newborns who get fed intravenouslySomebody's mom caught a job and a welfare fraud caseWhen she breathe she swear it feels like plastic wrap around her faceLights turned off and its the third month the rent is lateThoughts of being homeless, crying till you hyperventilateDespair permeates the air then sets in your earThe kids play with that one toy they learned how to shareComing home don't never seem to be a celebrationBills they piled up on the coffee table like they're decorationsBig ol' spoons of peanut butter, big ass glass of waterMakes the hunger subside, save the real food for your daughterYou feel like swingin haymakers at a moving truckYou feel like laughing so it seems like you don't give a fuckYou feel like getting so high you smoke a whole damn cropYou feel like crying but you think that you might never stopHomes with no heat stiffen your joints like arthritisIf this was fiction, it'd be easier to write thisSome folks try to front like they so above youThey'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you
*chorus*
There's certain tricks of the trade to try and hault your defeatLike taking tupperware to an "all you can eat"Returning used shit for new saying you lost your receiptAnd writing four figure checks when your accounts depleteThen all your problems pile up about a mile upThinkin about a partner you can dial up to help you out this foul stuffWhole
