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Singen The King and I Karaoke - Elvis (film) (Eminem & Cee Lo Green) - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs The King and I im Stil von: Elvis (film)

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

Im gleichen Tempo wie das Original: 93 BPM

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: E♭

Dauer: 03:13 - Vorschau auf: 01:30

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Veröffentlichung: 2022
Musikrichtungen: TV- & Filmmusik, Rap & Hip-Hop, Englisch
Original Songwriter: Mike Stoller, Luis Resto, Eminem, Jerry Leiber, Cee Lo Green, Dr. Dre

Alle erhältlichen Titel sind Playbacks und keine Originalversionen.

Text The King and I

I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube
Blue suede shoes one missin' a shoelace to it
Two new chains you can call me 2 Chainz
Ropes hang like Hussein's noose
Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose
Then it goes
One for the trailer park
Two for my baby-ma
Three for the tater tots
Four if you ate a lot
Five if you came to rock straight up while
I'm shittin' on my comp'
I'm about to use the John like Grey Poupon
Money like a scroll bitch, my paper long
Longer than it takes a blonde to put her makeup on
'Cos me and Elvis gelled together like cellmates
Yeah, this the Jailhouse bitch, and I don't give a
I don't give a shit about a thing you say
I just wanna feel like a king today
And if you don't like it you can sit and spin
Middle fingers up we 'bout to do this shit again
Modus operandi bottle of blond dye
Top five since
I discovered peroxide
Yeah, since I got signed
I went from pot pies to Jack and the Bean
I'm watchin' my stock rise
These little attention seekers
I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics
Got 'em all on pins and needles just like Ozempic, meaning
Give these little pricks the finger and when I stick this thing up
It's higher than Wiz Khalifa soon as he lit the weed up
As I go pickin' speed up like I was finna re-up
Rap is my new Vicodin
Suboxone is how I treat it
Still goin' toe-to-toe, I'm still boxing with all my demons
But a couple Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar-, see ya
Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel
Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles
Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose
I got so many hit singles
Bitch, I barely have any wrinkles you sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil
I don't give a shit about a thing you say
I just wanna feel like a king today
And if you don't like it you can sit and spin
Middle fingers up we 'bout to do this shit again
And it goes
One for the trailer park
Two for my baby-ma
Three for the tater tots
Four if you ate a lot
Five if you came to rock and you never gave a fuck
Middle fingers up we 'bout to do this shit again
I stole black music, yeah true
Perhaps used it as a tool to combat school
Kids came back on some bathroom shit
Now I call a hater a bidet
'Cos they mad that they can't do shit
And I know I'm such a dick, huh
And it must be fuckin' with ya to know I up and quit the
Prescription drugs and liquor and yet my buzz is bigger
Still rappin' circles around you like a boa constrictor
Break it down and now
I'm about to explain to you all the parallels between
Elvis and me and myself
It seem obvious one, he's pale as me
Second, we both been hailed as kings
He used to rock the Jailhouse and I used to rock The Shelter
We sell like Velveeta
Shells and Cheese
But y'all miss the meaner me back when I had felonies
That went over your head because you just fell on knees
You just literally knelt to me
I used to have no self-esteem
I used to cry myself to sleep
Honestly, I need doubters
Because you motherfuckers motivate me to make you look stupid
Believers, a little faith is all I seek from you
All I need to do is hear you say the same shit
My father said to me when
I was just a week or two
Marshall, I be leavin' you
No more Guinness Stout but my belief in myself once again is stout
So many world records
I'm Guinness'ed out
Shit you say goes in and out
My ear canals, so either my hearing's out
I don't give a shit about a thing you say
I just wanna feel like a king today
And if you don't like it you can sit and spin
Middle fingers up we 'bout to do this shit again

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