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Video Karaoke Liedje Calm Down - Busta Rhymes & Eminem

Deze opname is een cover van Calm Down beroemd gemaakt door Busta Rhymes

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

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Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: 92 BPM

Song toonsleutel: E

Tijdsduur: 05:49 - Preview aan: 02:39

Release datum: 2014
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Busta Rhymes, Elijah Blue Molina, Eminem, Earl Nelson, Robert Nelson Relf

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Calm Down

Turn my mic up turn my mic up
Ayo calm down nigga ayo calm down nigga
Ayo calm down nigga fuck it blackout niggas
Lower the casket down sprinkle the ash or get your ass kicked pow
Frown while I shit on your crown skip town
Ground zero shapiro the king cash cow
Do I make 'em say wow strip ow bow
I sit with the pound click pow blow click click pow click pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics flip now
Bitches I'm making them skip with thou
Art you don't really want to start when I growl
Let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off and never stop 'cos
When we do come through you better lock doors
The wolves wanna eat peep how they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke you see we cop raw and if you ain't had enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen fuck is going on?
Back with the B.A Baracus callous bang on another song
I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling and witness them
Nibble them like sunflower seed shells
See these scales got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on these males 'till it's stinkin' fouler than a weed smell
Nigga your tree fell see how they
Twitter Facebook and
Instagramming a email
Talking I'm sick I got them shook and I bang 'em at retail
Until they cripple see I cook like I'm slanging a weed sale
Until I triple gram' and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well these niggas already know
The way that I fuck shit up minus details
The case is shut your bitch remind me
Of replacement butt kind of an ancient slut
It's going down like she's a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking steaks in they gut
So gracefully and graciously I painfully wake niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attacking like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I
Break niggas neck like a bracelet
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck
And drinking 'till I'm blasted harassing and erase a nigga
Keeping 'em open and blacking until I'm leaving 'em stuck
And got 'em happier than a child
In a park chasing a duck while I'm chasing a buck these
Funny niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when
I'm pushing they face in the mud
Missiles I fling while
I spit live wire
'Till this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt a brick surfacing back a sound
While I light up shit that'll cause a quick
Worship and gatheraround it's certain this shit'll
Splatter cliques painful and make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter shit apart it doesn't matter
Your head up off your shoulders
Bullets bigger than a boulder and they break 'em and they know us
And the way it's going you could easily get your
See me and Shady together we're crazy
Like baking a vomit and rabies cake like a pastry bitch
Like I come from Haiti
I'm suggesting you pay me
Don't make me wanna spazz like I'm crazy Israeli
While I bite the beat up and I'm starting to heat up
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine
And I'm putting my feet up back to the hood and off to the wild
And I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas
Is asking if the hook had died naw but the beat is fried
Ayo calm down nigga ayo calm down nigga calm down man now
Ayo calm down nigga ayo calm down nigga
Ayo calm down nigga fuck it blackout niggas
There's a light contagiousness to this tirade it just might make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of this emotion
My rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine a picket sign egging his ride
Making him cry rape then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade yippee-Ki-Yay 'cos here I been wait
Did the world just pee on my leg? and should I take it as a sign
Maybe to take 'em back into time
I stuck out like a sore thumb so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from
My stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game
But just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin
Of crazy you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction 'cos you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation
I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally eyes hazelly rhymes crazily but
Sounds like he may need some
Flonase when he's speaking?
What kind of stupid question is that? hey misters Abraham Lincoln
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking
How'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot
I'm running for class clown
Rich Democrat bitch so
I'm just a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party
Me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age
I am eight
So let's get smashed and wake up the next
Day with the room trashed covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debatine this is undebatinable shady for president ho
Don't make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much
NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me fools?
I was rippin' shop raisin' hell up in Drew's
When Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg fucking internet bloggers
I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
Everything I'm an expert on everything
Everything sucks play the next song
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living shit out you I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm the S.O.G. like a wet log pores never get
Clogged I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes yes y'all steady on the left y'all
Step off 'fore you get stepped on soft?
Bout as commercial as my fucking Lear jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Chia pet
I can see that you're visibly upset dawg
Alert alert girl alert once you enter in
My house of pain you're in a world of hurt so
Get that ass shaking came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better
Get them arms and freaking hands flailing
And like Van Halen and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than
I am of failure
So what does that tell ya? that on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn railing

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