Karaoké Life Goes On - 2Pac

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Life Goes On rendu célèbre par 2Pac

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 79 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Sol

Durée : 05:14 - Extrait à : 02:26

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 1996
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Charles W Simmons, Johnny Jackson, Joseph B. Jefferson, 2Pac

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Paroles Life Goes On

How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
As I bail through the empty halls
Breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring
Quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another brother
Nobody cry
Life as a baller
Alcohol and booty calls
We used to do 'em as adolescents
Do you recall
Raised as G's
Loc'ed out and blazed the weed
Get on the roof
Let's get smoked out and blaze with me
Two in the mornin' and we still high, assed out
Screamin' Thug 'till I die before I passed out
But now that you're gone
I'm in the zone
Thinkin' I don't wanna die all alone but now you gone
And all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death
I'm drinkin' Hennessy
While tryin' to make it last
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed 'cos life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left and life goes on
Yeah nigga I got the word
It's hell
You blew trial and the judge gave you twenty-five with an L
Time to prepare to do fed time
Won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin' old
Plus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mama
Takin' risks while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' party
Me and you, no truer two while schemin' on hits and gettin' tricks that maybe we can slide into
But now you buried
Rest nigga 'cos I ain't worried
Eyes blurry, sayin' Goodbye at the cemetery
Though memories fade
I got your name tatted on my arm so we both ball 'till my dyin' days
Before I say Goodbye
Kato and Mental rest in peace
Thug 'till I die
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
I'd be a liar If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left and life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
I'd be a liar If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left 'cos life goes on
Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral
Let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know from way befo' kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and pen so I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin in case I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die
We Outlawz, let me ride
Until I get free
I live my life in the fast lane
Got police chasin' me
To my niggas from old blocks
From old crews
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
Pour out some liquor
Have a toast for the homies
See we both gotta die but you chose to go before me
And brothers miss you while you gone
You left your nigga on his own
How long we mourn, life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a G
Be a lie If I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas we the last ones left but life goes on

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