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
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, what? Fuck them other niggas!
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, what? Fuck them other niggas!
It's that fiend with 'bout twenty prescriptions
Down for my triple six killers
I glisten in my world of fiction, twitching from all my addictions
Mutilations deep down in my basement
Forsaken the road to heaven I had taken
Replacing my scriptures for demons and witches
While twistin' a cigarillo full of bitches and snitches
Suicide
Prophet
Deceased bodies laying in sheets
The blackest creep of the black sheep
Summoned from Hades to rise, 3 AM when I arrive
Sixes all over my eyes, picking my burial site
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, what? Fuck them other niggas!
All of these bullets have names written on them
The trigger, I pull it and brains spill, no caution
Often I murder, I toss 'em, no washing
Ain't nauseous, I'm flossing inside of the coffin
I reek from the mice I eat
I am the fiend for the shrines and sheets
I am the tide, and yes, I am the deep
Greyfivenine
I am the skeleton hiding the bones I need
I am the leopard print that Lucifer uses for hide and seek
Enemies try and see me, but I'm quite the freak
Hiding inside misery, yeah, my spine's so weak
Frying my memory with all the pine I breathe
Scythe in a sheath, I will slice all the sheep
Because Christ is on ice, I'm collecting the blood he bleeds
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I'm down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, what? Fuck them other niggas!