Musica de Suicideboys del Genero: Hip Hop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Hip Hop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Suicideboys tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Hip Hop, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar
I HUNG MYSELF FOR A PERSONA///NOW l’M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS Lyrics[Part I: I HUNG MYSELF FOR A PERSONA]
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
I been itching for a plot, yeah
But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no
7th Ward Lord, take a shot, yeah
I'ma keep my head down (Don't give a fuck)
Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah
Fuck this music shit, I'm itchin' for a plot, yeah
Ain't no, ain't no fucking digits on my clock, no
I ain't one of y'all, just let me rot, yeah
I was just with Peep in London
Still feel like I don't exist at all, no
Fuck this social gathering
I'ma smoke a square out in the fucking hall, yuh
They told me watch out for the snakes
But they forgot about the plague
And the AK and with Lil Remains
And the AK and what little remains, what little remains
[Part II: NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS]
[Verse 2: Lil Infected]
Prolly cop a script of Roxy, Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodgin' all these bodies, bodybag 'em in thе lobby
Droppin' Adderall in alcohol, and then I pop a fucking Oxy
I'm a zombie, I'm a mothеrfucking dead man walking
Speak on Oddy name, it's just another dead man talking
Got these dead men stalking, copy silhouette chalky
Typin' out your problems, just another red-handed Hawking
Cherry-flavored dick, Ruby got these chickenheads squawking
Do it how I does it, yeah, fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases, so y'all, get the fuck up off me
Only sayin' cheese when I ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi's offspring