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Video Karaoke Liedje Take Me Back to London - Ed Sheeran & Stormzy

Deze opname is een cover van Take Me Back to London beroemd gemaakt door Ed Sheeran

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.

Over

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

Tempo: variabel (rond 138 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: Ré♯m

Tijdsduur: 03:08 - Preview aan: 01:26

Release datum: 2019
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Pop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Ed Sheeran, Shellback, Max Martin, Fred Gibson, Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Junior

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

Lyrics Take Me Back to London

Jet plane headed up to the sky
Spread wings in the clouds getting high
We ain't hit a rave in a while
So take me back to London
Yo, I do deals but I never get twanged
Moves that ain't ever been planned
No goons that were never in gangs
Where I'm from chat shit get banged
Where I'm from, chat shit let a twelve gauge rip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand
I don't mix with the glitz and the glam
All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram
I don't do online beef or neeky grime beef
I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek
I bought an AP to help me time keep
My shooter ride deep
He moves when I speak
My shooter ride
He shoot a guy
Leave you wet like you scuba dived
We were younger then and now we're unified
South London boys get you crucified, I'm gone
It's that time
Big Mike and Teddy are on grime
I wanna try new things
They just want me to sing
Because nobody thinks
I write rhymes
And now I'm back in the bits with my guy
Give me a packet of crisps with my pint
I hit my friends up
Go straight to the pub
'Cos I haven't been home in time
Yes I
But that's my fault
Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour
Yes, I ain't kidding
What would I lie for?
But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael, he said
Teddy never get off your high horse and never let 'em take your crown
I've been away for a while travelled a million miles
But I'm heading back to
London town, right now
Jet plane headed up to the sky
Spread wings in the clouds getting high
We ain't hit a rave in a while
So take me back to London
Bass high, middle nights ceilin' low
Sweat brow drippin' down when in Rome
No town does it quite like my home
So take me back to London
Yo
When I squeeze off this little pen of mine
Done the remix now
I got Ed on grime
And this ain't like any top ten of mine, I arrived at Wembley ahead of time
And that's stadiums
Men are aliens
I drink supermalt and Vibranium
I got an RM11 titanium
And I rock a 5970 daily but
I want soul, I want flows
Don't need tags rippin' off my clothes
Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone and Ted said
That's just the way things go
It's just the way things go amazin' flows
Grime or rap man I gave 'em both
Took this sound that was made in Bow went global man, now the case is closed
Twenty fifteen in a Baddingham pub
I told Stormz two years you'll be wrapping it up
And you'll go through tears with the people you love
But when you get to the top man it's never enough
'Cos you can win BRIT'S
And you can do Glasto'
But when you're miles away and you're feeling alone
Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home
Jet plane headed up to the sky
Spread wings in the clouds getting high
We ain't hit a rave in a while
So take me back to London
Bass high, middle nights ceilin' low
Sweat brow drippin' down
When in Rome
No town does it quite like my home
So take me back to London
So take me back to London

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