Lirik Lagu In The Hall Of The Warrior King - Warcloud
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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.
[Intro: Warcloud]Yo, what's the deal champs?Muthafuckas, this is WarcloudWest Coast Wu-Tang Killa Beez, representin' for the undergroundFor the main spade style is architect tileBionic, it's like we done unfinished cathedralsItem number productions, it's gon' be repercussionsSmack niggas faces
[Chorus 4X: Warcloud]War, War, Warcloud
[Warcloud]Aiyo, you get strangled in burgundy velvet ropesStained wooden floorboards, sleepin' on the ceiling I murder warlordsFever dreams, sling bean, gun, lead blowThe jury let me walk, I laughed and spat at patrolAnd crushed ya dirty smiles while I was eatin' tilesAnd farted out twenty beach balls, bounced down the aisleThe vibes of great film, though my cane is stuffed in the wastebasketPop a cucci, sizin' them tits, so they can taste magicCasket face miraculous, murder you while I'm kneelin'Where's Warcloud? I heard he sleeps on the ceilingYou move like snails, arsenic and old lakesHouse of Frankenstein, slow hand lays down the cold aceMurder you on 7th Street, merciless Jack FrostLeft bit, cast on, while playin' wit Adam's ribStill ride a Harley through cop-land, wit DigitI howl, and shatter the moon, send you a postcardChicky-chicky, boom-boom, now they call you broken faceHeard your rib cage healed up and I hope it breaksOpen case, glance two times, while others glareA ghost wrapped in bandages laughed his way up the stairs
[Chorus 4X]
[Warcloud]You'll find stepping stones along the way, through the streamsRun silent, run deep, you're now surrounded by misfitsTwelve angry men like angels wit dirty facesArmed to the truth, you couldn't move many pacesBlood hits snow and hearts, scoop it up in handfulsThen I walked the green grasslands, smoked the IndoPassed that house wit the woman always in the windowI'm at the helm, you've now entered harsh realmBig spore zone,
[Chorus 4X: Warcloud]War, War, Warcloud
[Warcloud]Aiyo, you get strangled in burgundy velvet ropesStained wooden floorboards, sleepin' on the ceiling I murder warlordsFever dreams, sling bean, gun, lead blowThe jury let me walk, I laughed and spat at patrolAnd crushed ya dirty smiles while I was eatin' tilesAnd farted out twenty beach balls, bounced down the aisleThe vibes of great film, though my cane is stuffed in the wastebasketPop a cucci, sizin' them tits, so they can taste magicCasket face miraculous, murder you while I'm kneelin'Where's Warcloud? I heard he sleeps on the ceilingYou move like snails, arsenic and old lakesHouse of Frankenstein, slow hand lays down the cold aceMurder you on 7th Street, merciless Jack FrostLeft bit, cast on, while playin' wit Adam's ribStill ride a Harley through cop-land, wit DigitI howl, and shatter the moon, send you a postcardChicky-chicky, boom-boom, now they call you broken faceHeard your rib cage healed up and I hope it breaksOpen case, glance two times, while others glareA ghost wrapped in bandages laughed his way up the stairs
[Chorus 4X]
[Warcloud]You'll find stepping stones along the way, through the streamsRun silent, run deep, you're now surrounded by misfitsTwelve angry men like angels wit dirty facesArmed to the truth, you couldn't move many pacesBlood hits snow and hearts, scoop it up in handfulsThen I walked the green grasslands, smoked the IndoPassed that house wit the woman always in the windowI'm at the helm, you've now entered harsh realmBig spore zone,
