[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
Thursday, July 9, 2009
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!
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!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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..
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..
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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
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
Friday, July 3, 2009
lyric : Cari Jodoh - Wali Band
Apa salahku Apa salah ibuku
Hidupku dirundung pilu
Tak ada yang mau dan menginginkan aku
Tuk jadi pengobat pilu
Tuk jadi penawar rindu
Tuk jadi kekasih hatiku
Timur Ke Barat
Selatan ke utara
Tak juga aku berjumpa
Dari musim duren hingga musim rambutan
Tak kunjung aku dapatkan
Tak jua aku aku temukan
Oh tuhan inikah cobaan
c/o
Ibu-ibu bapak-bapak
Siapa yang punya anak
Bilang aku
aku yang tengah malu
Sama teman-temanku
karena cuma diriku yang tak laku-laku
Pengumuman-Pengumuman
Siapa yang mau bantu
Tolong aku kasiani aku
Tolong carikan diriku kekasih hatiku
Siapa yang mau
Ku tak laku-laku….3x
Hidupku dirundung pilu
Tak ada yang mau dan menginginkan aku
Tuk jadi pengobat pilu
Tuk jadi penawar rindu
Tuk jadi kekasih hatiku
Timur Ke Barat
Selatan ke utara
Tak juga aku berjumpa
Dari musim duren hingga musim rambutan
Tak kunjung aku dapatkan
Tak jua aku aku temukan
Oh tuhan inikah cobaan
c/o
Ibu-ibu bapak-bapak
Siapa yang punya anak
Bilang aku
aku yang tengah malu
Sama teman-temanku
karena cuma diriku yang tak laku-laku
Pengumuman-Pengumuman
Siapa yang mau bantu
Tolong aku kasiani aku
Tolong carikan diriku kekasih hatiku
Siapa yang mau
Ku tak laku-laku….3x
Lyric : Slot Akasia - Tha Fabulous Cats
( Inikah berakhirnya…)
Hidupku yang ku rasa tidak secantik potret yang terlakar dikaca
( Inikah makna cinta… )
Datangnya berbunga bunga belum dijamah pahitnya jelas terasa
Ku renung kisah kita
Perbalahan antara
Erti bersama
Airmata dan lelah buat kita berbalah
Dendam terwujud segala yang indah
Hilang hilang..
Dari satu hujung ke satu penghujung berlari
Tapi hanya makin ku jalani
Jalan jalan yang sempit sekali
Imbasan warna warni cerita cerita dalam hidup kita
Hingga paling kelam kan terpapar di slot akasia
Ku renung kisah kita
Perbalahan antara
Erti bersama
Airmata dan lelah buat kita berbalah
Dendam terwujud segala yang indah
Hilang hilang
Dari satu hujung ke satu penghujung berlari
Tapi hanya makin ku jalani
Jalan jalan yang sempit sekali
Imbasan warna warni cerita cerita dalam hidup kita
Hingga paling kelam kan terpapar di slot akasia
o…o…o…o... 3x
o…o…o…o… 3x
(Brigde)
Jauhku fikirkan tentang kita tanpa kita
Sedalam dalam kita mencari jawapan yang sama
Mungkin berbeza antara jalan yang ditentukan
Namun ku percaya jika mata ditutup disitu ada cinta
Berpasangan insan telah dijadikan
Dalam satu jiwa bakal mewujudkan
Bermusim kegelapan dapat dipinggirkan
Namun kita manusia senang dibutakan
Menyintai bukan untuk disakiti
Sejambak bicara harus ditepati
Carta belaian jiwa dilonjakkan tinggi
Tak menjunam jatuh menghempas ke bumi
Sejati itu yang kau ucapkan
Sebuah melodi dan hanyalah satu ungkapan
Kata kata lontaran sekadar ukiran hiasan
Takkan berbunyi bila bertepuk sebelah tangan
Setinggi mana tak guna nak dikecapi
Tiada dua satu jiwa tiada erti
Tiada lagi rekaan khayalan mimpi ngeri menyelubungi
Hanya meniti hari meneliti hati
Dari satu hujung ke satu penghujung berlari
Tapi hanya makin ku jalani
Jalan jalan yang sempit sekali
Imbasan warna warni cerita cerita dalam hidup kita
Hingga paling kelam kan terpapar di slot akasia
Lyric : Isabella - Joe Flizzow Ft. Search
Isabella adalah... (cinta)
kisah cinta dua dunia... (ku mencintainya seperti)
mengapa kita berjumpa...,
namun akhirnya.. (namun)
terpisah...
ku mencintainya seperti
ku mencintainya seperti
laksamana Tuah dan Gusti Putri Retno Dumillah
untuk dia ku seberangi selat
bertemu sewaktu menaiki satu pesawat
pada mula suaranya buat ku hampir tewas
dan bila ku lihat wajahnya ku benar hampir tewas
sungguh wajah cantik mata pernah melewat
kapal terbang berlepas
ku langsung beralih tempat
dia mengizinkan ku duduk di pinggirnya dengan sopan
memperkenalkan dirinya sebagai Isabella
senyumannya ramah, pertuturannya manja
waktu kami bicara
waktu tinggi diantara Kuala Lumpur dan Jakarta
ku telah jatuh cinta
dan dia pun juga
bulan jatuh ke riba,
suka sama suka
walau apa halangan atau pancaroba
ku tetap kan coba
demi Isabella...
dia Isabella... (cintaku)
lambang cinta yang lara... (ratuku)
terpisah kerana... (namun)
adat yang berbeza
ku mencintainya seperti
dia cintaku yang pertama
seperti dia yang ku ingin tua bersama
setelah ku menunggunya untuk sekian lama
melengkapkan ku bagai lagu dan irama
setiap detik di Jakarta
ku disampingnya
dan dia disisiku
bagai isi dan kuku
kita berdua tahu
walau ramai mengganggu
kasihnya tetap utuh dan bertambah kukuh
jadi (jadi)
kita mula berbisik lebih dekat
genggam tangan lebih erat
tubuh dipeluk lebih kuat
disinari bintang-bintang diangkasa lepas
tidak mahu lelapkan mata walau malam pun dah lewat
hatiku ditambat bidadari
dan bila waktu ku harus pulang ke tanahair
di ruang menunggu dia katakan padaku
cinta, tungguku di Kuala Lumpur (yeah)
dia Isabella (cintaku)
lambang cinta yang lahara (ratuku)
terpisah kerana (namun)
adat yang berbeza
ku mencintainya seperti
Uda mencintai Dara
ku perlukannya bagai ku perlukan udara
seperti hamba yang menunggu angin lalu
namun, ku merasakan dirinya amat jauh
pencarianku seperti meraba dalam gelap
ku menantikan panggilannya
siang dan malam
kemudian tiba hari suaranya di gagang
perbualan pilu yang bermula dengan sayang
walau kau ku cinta untuk selamanya
kita tidak bisa berdua bersama
dan jika kau kasih
jangan tanya mengapa
kerna hatiku merana dan ku jua duka
berakhirlah kisah cinta yang terlarang
kita cuma manusia hanya bisa merancang
sebak di dada masih terasa hingga kini
untuk dia ku nyanyi lagu ini (yeah)
dia Isabella (cintaku)
lambang cinta yang lahara (ratuku)
terpisah kerana (namun)
adat yang berbeza
cintaku gugur bersama daun-daun kekeringan
moga dibukakan
pintu hatimu untukku
akan terbentang jalan
andainya kau setia
oh Isabella.......
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