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Video Karaoke Liedje Land of a Million Drums - OutKast & Killer Mike & Sleepy Brown

Deze opname is een cover van Land of a Million Drums beroemd gemaakt door OutKast

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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: 99.5 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: B

Tijdsduur: 04:14 - Preview aan: 01:20

Release datum: 2002
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Tekstschrijver: David Sheats
Originele schrijver: Sleepy Brown, André 3000, Big Boi, Killer Mike

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

Lyrics Land of a Million Drums

In the land of a million drums there is always something
Going on, on, ha ha ha on, on
If you can't locate your thought off might as well go on take
Your dead home, home ha ha ha ha, home, home
In the land of a million drums
I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn
Intergalatic tracks I make 'em like magstrulium
This one for scooby pass the doobie I'mma do me one
Do we run
Only you clean over
I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober for the rated G exposure
If you listen to what I'm tryin' to told ya
We fathers with seeds of our own talkin about sons and daughters boy, not roots and clones
Now that the theory gone wrong
An embryo with no soul
Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a chokehold
Shaggy pass the boombastic
Daphne said don't do that
Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic
Now Scrappy wanna box and throw them bows so I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow
Scooby-doo, scooby-doo scooby damn doo, scooby doo
Scooby doo, huh
Scooby dooby doo
In the land of a million drums there is always something
Going on, on, ha ha ha on, on
If you can't locate your thought off might as well go on take
Your dead home, home ha ha ha ha, home, home
Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy
Oh no, lost my last baggy of scoobie snackies
Shaggy, wake up we've been had
Our Scooby snacks they got the whole stash
He said, who who I don't have a clue
I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scoobie Doo
Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel tell him to send another package right through the mail
In the meantime
I'ma call Velma to tell her to get the Mystery Machine ready
I'm two-wayin' Daphne and Freddy
Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped
Dippin' through the flash tryin' to get our stash back
Rounding up suspects collectin' clues
I got a question where the hell is
Scooby Doo when you need him
The hound's only found when you feed him
In fact he probably got my sack
Tell him holler back
In the land of a million drums there is always something
Going on, on ha ha ha, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off might as well go on take
Your dead home, home ha ha ha ha home, home
Break it down, break it down baby 'till the flow jumps off the ground
Oooh break it down lookin' over yonder 'till the walls come tumblin' down
Oooh, yes lord y'ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know
Oooh, break it down break it down baby 'cuz
I want y'all all to know
We rock the world
In the land of a million drums there is always something
Going on, on, ha ha ha on, on
If you can't locate your thought off might as well go on take
Your dead home, home ha ha ha ha, home, home
I woulda get away with it if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids
Oh no
Oh no
I woulda get away with it if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids
Oh no
Oh no
I woulda get away with it if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids
Oh no
Oh no
I woulda get away with it if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids
Oh no
Oh no
I woulda get away with it if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids
Oh no
Oh no

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