Karaoke videos I've made myself for me (and you) to enjoy Requests? First, check at karaokenerds.com If not there, or you still want me to do that song, my rate is 30€ ($32 or 26GBP) Once done, i'll send it to you in highest quality and upload it to YT in lower Send your request to my e-mail Or my FB Page facebook.com/t2karaoke Also, if you like my vids and feel to leave me a tip: PAYPAL: tricky2k@gmail.com KOFI: ko-fi.com/tricky2k
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Para fazer o instrumental, eu apenas removo as vozes da música original. Prefiro a versão de Tropa de Elite, mas o som fica muito ruim quando a voz é removida, então fiz essa versão mais moderna (e pior, é verdade).
Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, ho) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole foul, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want Hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'Za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mhm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way
can you please do these XXXTENTACION songs 🙏: Carry On Revenge True Love infinity (888) vice city Jocelyn Flores Everybody Dies In Their Nightmares Save Me Fuck Love Off The Wall! the remedy for a broken heart Hope before i close my eyes A Ghetto Christmas Carol this would be all greatly appreciated, im a huge fan of your kendrick uploads and X is my second favorite artist. you’re honestly the best at this and so underrated so im hoping you would do these cuz these will all help your channel! thank you!
Bro, any way you can make one, where shady is saying “Shut me down” “Break it down” “if what?” “Look at this shit man” “Like happy” “Omg it’s him , not again” “But fuck that” Etc, every where when shady does his voice overs. Just an idea. Please 🥹
The "if what", "like happy" and some others are ALREADY THERE. The others can't be sang unless you want the singer to die of exhaustion or suffocation, because breathing is a human need (I'm sure Eminem wouldn't sing that in a live performance). And I try to maximize the font size to see it better, so putting extra words that almost no-one would sing takes screen room, so no, I don't think I'll do it
@@tricky2k i really think you misunderstood me, so im going to assume you arent trying to be rude about it. you do have some adlibs in there.. but youre missing a lot. Im not saying add them so WE can sing them..they are already on here..but you have it to where WE have to sing it, put shady's adlib in there to fill that gap. im saying add them cause they are back ground vocals.. "LIKE HAPPY" add them so the singer can enjoy the adlibs of the song. "OMG ITS HIM NOT AGAIN" "IF WHAT"...if you edit it to where SHADY (NOT EMINEM) is singing those parts, it gives the singer a breather.
@@reviving3255 The adlibs out are out for a reason. I want the singer to sing them, and that's why I removed them where the chorus sounds, to let the singer decide if he prefers singing the chorus or the adlib, or both. Yes, I do karaoke vids, but first and foremost I sing, and I do the vids as I'd want to perform them. The funniest parts are those adlibs ("like happy" and such), and they're in a place where the singer can do them, sing the chorus and breathe, or skip the chorus since, after all, there's a few voices sounding there already. If I was singing this song, I sure would want to sing those removed adlibs, that's the reason
tongue And it's stickin' out, yeah, like a sore thumb (Bleah) With a forehead that it grew horns from Still a white jerk Pullin' up in a Chrysler to the cypher with the vic's, percs and a Bud Light shirt Lyrical technician, an electrician y'all light work And I don't gotta play pretend, it's you I make believe And you know I'm here to stay 'cause me If I was to ever take a leave, It would be aspirin to break a feve If I was to ask for Megan Thee Stallion if she would collab with me Would I really have a shot at a feat? (Ha!) I don't know, but I'm glad to be back, like [Chorus: Eminem] Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick, poof) Just like that and I'm back, bruh [Verse 2: Eminem] Now back in the days of old me (When) Right around the time I became a dope fiend Ate some codeine, as a way of coping taste of opiates, case of O.E Turned me into smiley face emoji My shit may not be age appropri- Ate but I will hit an eight year old in the face with a participation trophy 'Cause I have zero doubts That this whole world's 'bout to turn into some girl scouts That censorship bureau's out To shut me down so when I started this verse It did start off light-hearted at first But it feels like I'm targeted Mind bogglin' how my profit has skyrocketed, look what I pocketed Yeah, the shit is just like y'all have been light joggin' and I've been running at full speed And that's why I'm ahead like my noggin, and I'm the fight y'all get in When you debate who the best but ops I'm white-chalkin' when I step up to that mic, cock it then "Oh my god, it's him... not again!" Sometimes I wonder what the old me'd say (If what?) If he could see the way shit is today (Look at this shit, man) He'd probably say that everything is gay (Like happy!) What's my name, what's my name? [Verse 3: Eminem] So, how many little kids still wanna act like me? I'm a bigger prick than cacti be And that's why these words sting, just like you were being attacked by bees In the coupe leaning back my seat Bumpin' R. Kelly's favorite group, the black guy pee's In my Air Max 90's White T's walkin' parental advisory My transgender cat's Siamese Identifies as black, but acts Chinese Like a motherfuckin' hacky sack I treat the whole world, 'cause I got it at my feet How can I explain to you? That even myself, I'm a danger too I hop on tracks like a kangaroo And say a few things or two to anger you But fuck that, if I think that shit, I'ma say that shit Cancel me what? Okay, that's it, go ahead, Paul, quit Snake-ass prick, you male crossdresser, fake-ass bitch And I'll probably get shit for that (Watch) But you can all suck my dick, in fact Fuck them, fuck Dre, fuck Jimmy, fuck me, fuck you, fuck my own kids they're brats (Fuck 'em) They can screw-off, them and you all You too, Paul, got two balls, big as RuPaul's, what you thought you saw ain't what you saw 'Cause you're never gon' see me Caught sleepin' and see the kidnappin' never did happen Like Sherri Papini, Harry Houdini, I vanish into the thin air as I'm leaving, like
Hahaha... this one has the dap-dadap-dap adlib audio around midsong and at the end, and removed it in the other video, if the singer wants to take the chance ;)
Dude this is awesome! I love how you can still here the adlibs in the background which almost every version out there right now DOESN'T have. So that alone is a plus!! The beat is perfect and i like too how on some of the lines there is almost another couple voises layered to it. And cant forget the perfect hook too. Just the right amount of backing track to make it more powerful as a performance but also still gives the singer space.
Thank you, Mangomash, and glad you noticed it, because that's what takes most of my time when doing a song, those little bits here and there, and finding a good balance with the backing voices. And for the reason you mention, to help the singer deliver a stronger performance. As a singer myself, a good backing track makes a lot of difference on ones confidence, so if I can't deliver 5 instrumentals in a day but only one, well, so be it, at least I know that someone, like you, will appreciate the effort
Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, ho) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole foul, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want Hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'Za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mhm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way
Its a clip from the wiz, a remake from the wizard of oz where a character whos been accused of being a phoney says "Everything they say about me is true, im a phony!"but reversed
This the best one I've seen so far thank you 🙏. Can you please do You Aint Gotta Lie (Momma Said) by Kendrick Lamar next? That's one of my favorite songs.
