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Video Karaoke Liedje Silent Hill - Kendrick Lamar & Kodak Black

Deze opname is een cover van Silent Hill beroemd gemaakt door Kendrick Lamar
feat. Kodak Black

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)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 70 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: C♯m

De song begint a capella

Tijdsduur: 03:44 - Preview aan: 02:54

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 2022
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Johnny Kosich, Jahaan Akil Sweet, Jacob James Kosich, Mark Anthony Spears, Dieuson Octave, Matt Schaeffer, Boi-1da, Bill K. Kapri, Kendrick Lamar

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

Lyrics Silent Hill

Why oh, why oh, why oh why you keep fuckin' with me
You gon' make me jump out my skin, believe me
Push these niggas off me like huh
Push these bitches off me like huh
Push these niggas off me like huh
Pushin' the snakes
I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Yeah
Aha, I be immune to shit, aha
Tucking the broom and shit, aha
They want to assume and shit, aha
Know you a choke my ancestor close
I howl at the moon and shit, aha
Know the results the ballot is in
Man, I'm 'bout to boom again, aha
You funny, dawg
Peek-a-boo, can't hide behind your money, dawg
A week or two, I meditate on runnin' lost
Swerve, swerve, swerve shake the currents off, yeah
Push these niggas off me like huh
Push these bitches off me like huh
Push these niggas off me like huh
Pushin' the snakes
I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Yeah
Head up chest out
Silence
I'm stressed out
Shh, be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out stressed
Pick my daughter up she need all the love
I need all the love
I mean all of us
It's like six o'clock
Bitch, you talk too much
You makin' it awkward, love
I mean, it's hard enough
I mean, it's
They don't fuck with me even if they could
Pull out the stick hit a bitch with the wood
First to park Rolls Royce 'vert in the hood
Don't worry about us over here we good
The AP Roman numeral everywhere I go
I need pharmaceuticals
I ran my whole conglomerate
I was just mappin' shit out in the cubicle
Suicide coupe was a funeral
Trackhawk launch like a slingshot
Big ol' ruby diamond on my pinky finger that bitch look like a Ring Pop
Money on my mind money on your head
Can't ride three times while you comin' through the 'jects
Red Cross kept a nigga fed
In the studio with K. Dot fresh out the feds
Yeah, you niggas can't stand the rain
Niggas don't stand a chance
Yeah, Chevrolet candy paint
I spin the bend in the Benz
I caught a bale off a Google app
I'm the type to get my shooter whacked
I had to survive off a tuna pack
Five percent tint on the whip like who was that
Coupe take off like it's mad
Beat the dope with a fork
I'm whippin' up Sudafed
I'm doin' scams in the lab
Every Thursday, girl's day spendin' time with my daughter make me go harder
Every Sunday's son's day teach my boy to be a man
I ain't had no father
Fell in love with the block
I ain't have no pop, just a sawed-off shotgun, Mossberg
We stackin' that money up proper
Awkward diamonds look like marbles
Audemars water, aqua beatin' the block up 'till we spot 'em
I don't want your ice, boy
I want your life, but fuck it
I still might rob 'em
Yo, push these niggas off me like huh
Push these bitches off me like huh
Push these niggas off me like huh
Pushin' the snakes
I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Pushin' 'em all off me like huh
Yeah
Head up chest out
Silence
Ha ha, I'm stressed out
Shh, be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out stressed out

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