Musica de Allrounda Productions 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 Allrounda Productions 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
[Verse 1: Marcus Licinius Crassus]
Crassus is here, and he's one angry fella!
I wiped the floor with Spartacus, you're next, Mandela!
You've got a Nobel Peace Prize, but that's not going to help
For this is a war! Prepare to fail faster than your health!
You were the president of your country? That's not impressive, no
In case you forgot, I practically owned all of Rome!
Now it's your turn, bastard! Go ahead and make me laugh
And then prepare to feel segregated when I slice you in half!
[Verse 2: Nelson Mandela]
We know what happеned with Spartacus, you went to the Sеnate
Cried for help, then Pompey won, yet you want the credit
I'll cream you like Ariamnes, and won't that be fun?
You've got seven thousand talents, but rapping isn't one
So what's your plan of action? Hide in that cave again?
Or cower behind your so-called best friends?
When you're alone facing me, there isn't much you can do
You'd need your two thousand men, give or take a few
[Verse 3: Marcus Licinius Crassus]
I'd cut the crap if I were you! Don't spit another verse, son!
Or you'll be given a funeral with a worse signer than the first one!
You were such an awful student, you constantly dropped out!
And how many times have you been busted? I'm not sure that I can count!
You don't really want to bring this downfall upon yourself
I spit rhymes of pure gold, my skill exceeds my wealth!
You had the chance to quit, now this'll end in global sadness
Breaking News! Nelson Mandela gets his ass beat by Crassus!
[Verse 4: Nelson Mandela]
My legacy is something to which you can't amount
And you've got this all wrong, what's gold is your mouth!
You're the cause of your son's death, so let's be real
It's clear you'll never know how being honorable feels!
My rhymes pierce like a spear through this Roman
You're getting drowned, I've got more flow than an ocean!
Call this Mandela Day, 'cause in this rap I'm commanding
Yes, you got an ovation, but mine was standing!