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Lirik Lagu Game Theory - The Roots

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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.
(feat. Malik B)
[Chorus A 4X]This is a gameI'm your specimenYou've got to let me know babySo I can go, I'd have to fake itI could not make itYou could not take it
[Black Thought]Yeah, where I'ma start it at, look I'ma part of thatDowntown Philly where it's realer than a heart attackIt wasn't really that ill until the start of crackNow it's a body caught every night on the AlmanacRock bottom where them cops gotta problem atWhere them outsiders getting popped for they wallet atI had nothin but I made somethin outta thatNow I'm the first out the limo like Charlie MackFrom 215 it's him the livest oneAnd he's representin Philly to the fullestBlacks the realestYou can't touch him and not for nothinIf you bout hip hop then you gots to love itIf not then fuck itI'm still handlinSmokin more reefer than Redman and them damaging MC'sAnd my name's Rick Gees you endangered speciesFor what I do I'm about to up the feesI'm paperchase motivated I ain't the one to play withThese cats get set ablazeYou can't have it y'all way but I'd rather parlayJust smoke og and get cabbage all dayThe way thought play causes your main thing to sayYour style so splendid you bout your businessYou arousing my interestsYou sharper than a ShogunYou know the way it go, huh, game know what I'm talkin bout
[Chorus B]Hus, that's short for hustlersWe Black Inc Raw Life productionsTryin to find our spota amongst the ruckusAnd be sucker free, flea chumps and bustersMan yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus
[Black Thought]Hey yo I'm tryin to get it at any cost so it's no remorseWhen I'm blastin off like you been askin for itWhen Black step in the door all hats is offYour hands up in the air goin back and forthI'm about ready for a classic massacreI'll make it hotter than when Shaft in AfricaJump outta a black Porshe huffin a fat cigarNight ridin on 'em like my last name HasselhoffVoted unlikely to succeed cause my class was fullOf naysayers, cheaters and thievesAll it gave me was a good enough reason to leaveAnd put the writing on the wall for y'all to read it and weepCause I'm the force of the Lord, the rage of hellYou'd rather head for the hills and save yourselvesMy Man rip drums like He ringin the bellsThe King of the Realm you seen Him do His thing in a filmCome on
[Chorus B]
[Malik B]Dreams when M16's with infrared beamsBlowin up presidents' cribs with cans of keroseneHighjack the limousine with a strategic routineThen blast my enemy, head for the CaribbeanMilitant guerilla camp is ready for warLay your corner face down, place down your jewels cash and four fourWhen I score prepare for totureFuck around and make your town WarsawI'm from Illadel the land where the killas dwellMy technique is to ambush you guerilla styleMy instinct is of a killer whale bang you up from head to toeWith lyrics I pack like a nine millimalMy types subliminal mentality switched to criminalImporting heroin internash from SenegalA soldier takes a stripes from a generalUsed the mike of iron or leadYou choose your mineral
[Chorus A]