Musica de Ambrose Kenny Smith 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 Ambrose Kenny Smith 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
Alright, we're gonna do some weird-ass Satanic rap for ya
Yeah, that's it
Aw, yeah
Woo!
Ayy!
[Verse 1]
I'm the grim reaper, chimney sweeper, gate keeper
Running faster than a cheetah preying on the weaker
Got you in my point blank range as I take aim
I'm coming at ya like a hurricane
You're a scavenger scratching around for scraps
Sipping on cactus
Lighting matches, unburied hatchets
Waiting for the ultimatum to be handed down from above
Never moved a muscle, never gave a fuck
Never gave a fuck, woo
Ow!
Good day
How arе ya?
[Verse 2]
If it's bad for business and the visits from the hеllhounds
Sniffing out stitches for the snitches
Then there's gotta be more than justice in discussion
For the ones causing the corruption
Are you having an existential crisis? Time is priceless
Can't advise us, analyze it
Break it down into small increments to repent
Repent, repent
Ahah!
Woo
Woo
[Chorus]
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque, woo
Ah
[Verse 3]
Heaven sent the silhouette of many wicked men
Fearless, reckoning thinking they're the most
Powerful they've ever been
I can't begin to comprehend the arrogance
Dwindling inside the cranium
Grotesquely tortured by the wretchedness
Whiplash in the fortress between ya legs
Body bags hanging on the hills hoist
With a peg as the stench orbits the homestead
Ahhh! Ow!
Woo, woo
[Chorus]
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper came to collect his debt
Ow!
Oh-oh-oh!
[Chorus]
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Hahaha
Yeah
Ah!
Thank you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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We got one more song