Musica de Alex Lepping del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Alex Lepping 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 Lyrics, 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 su
[Intro]
Alex made a banger
[Verse 1: Asher DeVerna]
Yo ho! There she blows!
The cannons are loaded - fire in the hole!
Ay matey, you're not a good swimmer
Walking the plank shouting "shiver me timbers!" (ahoy!)
On the search for the booty, I'm lacking (doubloons!)
All tangled up in your legs like a Kraken (Blimey!)
I don't give a ship if you shoot next
'Cause soon you'll be scrubbing my poop deck!
[Chorus]
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
[Verse 2: Owen Parrott]
Tonight, I'll be a knight, my liege is about to besiege
Snuck past his advisor, the queen is none the wiser (scandalous)
Ditch the britch, gates we'll hop
Moat will float through the crop
I'll imbibe, yet can't describe
Those royal jewels, I'm one of his fools
[Chorus]
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
[Verse 3: Alex L]
Yuh
Chum thinks he's taking the crown
Pull up on a horse, see how it goes down (drrrah)
Sat at a round table like Arthur
Castle walls been surrounded by archers! (woo)
Cup full of mead, the mandem celebrate me
Gold up in my treasury (got gold)
I pull out the sword whenever I'm bored
Don't support the poor but they're all payin' me (broke)
[Chorus]
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
[Verse 4: Rampullyuh]
Growin' my carrots straight from the dirt
I know it got maggots, but it still works (Galavant)
Call me a peasant, the system feudal
But I don't get it, the bed's communal (yuh)
Plantin' my seed with these hoes
If I am the seed, than they are the crows
Scream like a rooster, cockle-doodle-doo!
Banish these witches to Timbuktu! (woo!)
[Chorus]
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho
Heave, ho