Lyric : Cerita Kedai Kopi - Malique Ft. Salam

(Malique)
Terlalu banyak kena kopi aku menyanyi
Ditemani teko berasap dan bau wangi
Ditemani cahaya malap dan lagu reggae
Hayate Salam

(Salam)
Masing-masing ada masalah sendiri
Masalah dunia masalah peribadi
Luahkan jangan simpan dalam hati
Boleh cerita di kedai kopi..

Cerita kedai kopi..
Cerita kedai kopi..
Tiada hakim tiada saksi..
Cerita sensasi di kedai kopi….. (2x)

Ada satu hero Melayu, namanya rahsia
Dulu lepak tepi parit kampung
Sekarang lepak media massa

(Malique)
Asal boleh masuk TV dia mesti buat
Awek tengok jambu laki tengok meluat
Citarasa makin besar otak makin ketat
Baru angkat berat sikit baju pun dah sendat

Hey..
Jalan berkepak dengan awek romantis
Biasalah budak baru nak naik jadi artis… (2x)

Jakun ke pelakon jamban ke makan malam
Dinner show menyanyi, seorang pun tak faham
Tapi datin muda tengok geram dan sangkut
Datuk outstation apa lagi angkut

Cerita kedai kopi..
Cerita kedai kopi..
Tiada hakim tiada saksi..
Cerita sensasi di kedai kopi….. (2x)

(Salam)
Oi..
I'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Honey but when you're near me
Well I'm in the mood yes
I'm in the mood for love

(Malique)
Hey..
Terima kasih rahsia diterima
Kalau sunyi lagi boleh main gila
Datin kena taruk rahsia kemaruk
Makan boleh tapi jangan sampai kena lauk

Datuk pergi London lama pucat bila balik
Bini buncit sikit tahu dia tak boleh naik
Datuk pergi London dia pucat bila balik
Bini dan anak percuma dah ada penyakit

Apa kesudahannya apa yang terjadi
Rahsia tinggal rahsia takkan masuk TV lagi
Cerita sensasi dengar di kedai kopi
Setiap individu punya versi sendiri

(Salam)
Masing-masing ada masalah sendiri
Masalah dunia masalah peribadi
Luahkan jangan simpan dalam hati
Boleh cerita di kedai kopi

Cerita kedai kopi..
Cerita kedai kopi..
Tiada hakim tiada saksi..
Cerita sensasi di kedai kopi….. (2x)

(Malique)
Terlalu banyak kena kopi aku menyanyi
Ditemani teko berasap dan bau wangi
Ditemani cahaya malap dan lagu reggae
Hayate rentak keluarga Marley
Hamba di Belanda di tengah ibu kota
Temanku Salam dreadlocks bawah mahkota
Anak perantauan yang punya citarasa Jamaica
Rindu nak dengar cerita kopi Malaysia
Aku cerita dia ketawa
Tak kering gusi jatuh kerusi
Dia pula bercerita tapi bukan tentang dia atau dia
Di Eropah orang bentang idea
Topik-topik intelektual di diskusi
Anjakan paradigma bila kena kopi
Peace love and harmony reggae sampai pagi
Keluar kedai kopi Amsterdam masih steady

(Salam)
Cerita kedai kopi..
Cerita kedai kopi..
Tiada hakim tiada saksi..
Cerita sensasi di kedai kopi….. (2x)

(Malique)
Terlalu banyak kena kopi aku menyanyi
Ditemani teko berasap dan bau wangi
Ditemani cahaya malap dan lagu reggae
Hayate yeah..

Lyric : Whatever You Like - T.I

Hey Jill..
You know the old sugga daddy,

I said, you can have whatever you like.. ( You Like )
I said, you can have whatever you like.. ( You Like )

Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )
I said, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )

Yeah...

late night sex so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you can go where ever you like ( You Like )
I said you can go where ever you like, yeah ( You Like )

Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin' to drop a couple stacks on you
Wanted you could get it my dear
Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's, I swear

Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )
I said, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )

Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you can go where ever you like ( You Like )
I said you can go where ever you like, yeah ( You Like )

Shawty, you da hottest of the way you drop it
Brain so good (Good)
School you went to college
Hundred cant deposit, vacations hit the tropics
'Cause everybody know it ain't trickin' if ya got it

Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet
Long as I got rubber band banks in my pocket
Five six, rides with rims and a body kit
Ya ain't gotta downgrade, you can get what I get

My chick could have what she want
And goin' every store for any bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya own desire like that

Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it, I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )
I said, you can have whatever you like ( You Like )

Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you can go where ever you like ( You Like )
I said you can go where ever you like, yeah ( You Like )

i'm talkin big boy rides and big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in yo life
Thang, get so wet, ya hit so right
Let me put this big boy in yo life

That's right, yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke niggas be quiet

Lyric : Turn My Swag On - Soulja Boy

(Soulja boy tell em )
Hopped up off the bed
Turn my swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ohh..

Hopped up off the bed
Turn ma swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ohh..

Turn ma swag on,
It's my time to turn it up Yeeea, yeeea
I put my team on, get my theme song
Now it's time to turn it up Yeeea, yeea..

I got a question why they hattin on me,
I got a question why they hattin on me
I aint did nothin to em, but count this money
And put my team on, now my whole click stunnin
Boy watz up yeeea, Boy wassup, yeea

When I was 9 years old, I put it in ma head
Ima die for this gold
(Soulja boy tell em ) Boy wassup....

Hopped up off the bed
Turn ma swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ooh..

Hopped up off the bed
Turn ma swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ooh..

I'm back again...,
I know a lot of yall thought I wasn't coming back Yeeea, yeea
I had to prove them wrong...,
Got back in the studio and came up with another hit Yeeea, yeea
I told the world my story, the world where I'm from
SouljaboyXL.com, boy wassup Yeeea, yeea

Now everytime you see me spit
Every time you hear me rhyme
Everytime you see me in your state of town
and Say wassup Yeeea, yeea
( Soulja boy tell em )

Hopped up off the bed
Turn ma swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ooh…

Hopped up off the bed
Turn ma swag on...
Took a look in the mirror said wassup (wassup)
Yeeea I'm gettin money ooh…

Lyric : Dead And Gone - T.I. Feat Justin Timberlake

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]:
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

[Verse 1 - T.I.]:
Ever had one of dem days you wish woulda stayed home
Run into a group of niggas who getting they hate on
You walk by they get wrong you reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one then rush em
Figure you get jumped hell thats next
They don't wanna stop there now they bustin
Now you gushin, ambulance rushin you to the hospital
with a bad concussion
Plus ya hit 4 times bullet hit ya spine paralyzed waist down
now ya wheel chair bound
Never mind that now you lucky to be alive,
Just think it all started you fussin with 3 guys
Nigga ya pride in the way but ya pride is the way
You could fuck around get shot die any day
Niggas die every day, all over bullshit, dope, money
Dice game, ordinary hood shit
Could this be cuz of hip hop music?
Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?
Usually niggas don't know what to do
When their back against the wall so they just start shootin
For red or for blue or for blow I guess,
From Bankhead or from your projects
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get it now I take
Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
That part of me left yesterday the heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say the old me dead and gone away

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]:
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone and
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

[Verse 2 - T.I.]:
I ain't never been scared, I lived through tragedy
Situation coulda been dead lookin back at it
Most of that shit didn't even have to happen
But you don't think about it when you out there trappin
In apartments hangin, smokin and rappin
Niggas start shit, next thing ya know we cappin
Get locked up then didn't even get mad
Now think about damn what a life I had
Most of that shit look back just laugh
Some shit still look back get sad
Maybe my homeboy still be around
Had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time
I won that fight, I lost that war
I can still see my nigga walkin out that door
Who'da thought I'd never see Philant no more
Got enough dead homies I don't want no more
Cost a nigga his jaw, cost me more
I'da took that ass-whoopin now for sure
Now i think before I risk my life
Take them chances to get my stripes
A nigga put his hands on me alright
Otherwise stand there talk shit all night
Cuz I hit you, and you sue me,
I shoot you, get locked up, who me?
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get it now I take
Time to think before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
That part of me left yesterday the heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say the old me dead and gone away.

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]:
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

[Justin Timberlake]:
I turn my head to the east I dont see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone, but the new me will be alright
I turn my head to the east I dont see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone, but the new me will be alright

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]:
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone and
Ohh I've been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, hey eh

Lyric : Remamber The Name - Fort Minor

You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

[Chorus ]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[Chorus ]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

Lyric : Pergi - Aizat

Sayu terpisah…
hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah
berhembus angin rindu
begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu

hujan lebat mencurah kini
bagaikan tiada henti
kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
tak lagi kudengari

kau pergi..
pergi..

sepi tanpa kata
terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa
apa pun kata mereka
biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia

c/o
hujan lebat mencurah kini
bagaikan tiada henti
kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
tak lagi kudengari

kau pergi..
pergi..

Lyric : Billie Jean - Michael Jackson

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is