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Musica de The Alchemist 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 The Alchemist 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

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The Alchemist - Babas Lyrics


[Verse 1: Keisha Plum]
Blood gurglin' at the back of his throat
The smell of gunpowder suffocates his nose
Echoes of screams clingin' to life
But he will never leave, came back like it's prophecy
Roberto Cavalli drenched in Burberry trenches
Immaculate in Prada boots
Tom Ford florals, double breasted suits
Send a message to him, through his beloved auntie
Left blood on her lace doilies
It'll be weeks before they find her body
And I'm lookin' like the goddess of beauty
Gettin' fed white grapes by a shorty named Ruby
I'm fingerin' her pussy as he kisses her on the neck
She is our bird's nest, I ask for her by request
The night gets wet, spontaneous shootouts
Niggas bring out the heat in the chilly Buffalo streets
Line bodies all over the concrete
This is what happens when Keisha Plum meets the Machine
Smokin' weed by the pound, the devil's playground
Burnt mahogany, truffle oils, Persian caviar
The bullets left artwork in his skin, beautiful scars, yeah

[Interlude]
God Don’t Make Mistakes
God Don’t Make Mistakes
God Don’t Make Mistakes
God Don’t Make Mistakes
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
Uh, zipper on stomach, that’s mad stitches, young mothers, crack addictions
Young nigga's father never present, dad was missin'
Young kings pack the jail, pack the prison, come home, go back to prison
Bad decisions, bad position, judges over-sentence, that's the system, crack the system
Dirty cops, police stations, old cases, probation
Parole boards with dirty lawyers, uh, yeah
Public schools underpaid, teachers miseducation
Race discrimination, fuck a job application
Trap house, twelve-twelve, bags, plates and razors
Not Jesus Christ, forty-five is my savior, yeah
Bells Palsy, bullet scars, foreign cars
Celestial beings align with the stars, aw
Look what I became
I went from king to a god

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