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Karaoké I Wish - R. Kelly

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de I Wish rendu célèbre par R. Kelly

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...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 79 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mi♭m

Durée : 05:30 - Extrait à : 02:20

Date de sortie : 2000
Styles : R&B, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : R. Kelly

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles I Wish

To every city
Every hood
And every block
Ghetto America
Rolling through the hood just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know that your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed going on four long years
I'm still waking up late at night crying tears
Just thinking about those days you used to talk to me
Smiling while I'm sipping on this Hennessy
And remember we bragged on how rich we would be to get up out this hood was like a fantasy
Now you hear my songs and the radio is playing
Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying
Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half
I would give it all up just to take one ride
How I used to kick it on the front porch
How I used to lay back and smoke weed
And all the little basement party joints we'd do
Now I'm just missing you
How I wish
I wish that I could hold you now
I wish that I could touch you now
I wish that I could talk to you be with you somehow
I know you're in a better place even though I can't see your face
I know you're smiling down on me saying everything's okay
And if I make it out this thug life
I'll see you again someday
Now ever since this money come it's been nothing but stress
Sometimes I wish I could just trade in my success
Y'all look at me and say
Boy, you've been blessed but y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness
Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton
That's why you hear me shooting this real shit off like a gun
Hmm, I wonder how my friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass players get real player hating 'em
Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around
But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is going down
Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying
Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half
I would give it all up just to take one ride
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments
And how I used to club hop on weekends
Your family called the morning of a tragic end
Damn, my condolences
I wish that I could hold you now
I wish that I could touch you now
I wish that I could talk to you be with you somehow
I know you're in a better place even though I can't see your face
I know you're smiling down on me saying everything's okay
And if I make it out this thug life
I'll see you again someday
Voices in my head be telling me to come to church
Saying the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt
Dreaming of windows black tinted like a hearse
When waking up to life sometimes seems worse
And all I ever wanted is to be a better man
And I try to keep it real with my homies land
For me to save the world
I don't understand
How did I become the leader of a billion fans
Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying
Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half
I would give it all up just to take one ride
How I used to street perform on Friday
And how I go to church on Easter Sunday
Instead of you all throwing them stones at me
Somebody pray for me
Woah aah
Woah aah
Talk to you
Still I know
In a better place
Woah aah
Smiling
So all of my homies
Woah
Right now
Talk to you
Be with you
Somehow I know
Woah
See your face
Smiling
My mind in a crossroad
On my my my my my
Come on and bread my hair
Come on and bread my hair
Come on and bread my hair
Come on and bread my hair
Come on and bread my hair, my hair

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