Musica de Asap Ant del Genero: Rap Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rap son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Asap Ant 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 Rap, 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
FEMA Lyrics[Intro]
(Ayy, Terk, Sparkheem)
[Chorus]
What's your name, baby girl? Nice to meet you (Damn)
This a four-door, but it look like a two-seater
She say she Japanese, she had to go and get a visa (Huh?)
You think it's New Orleans, I had to flood the shit like FEMA
I used to be the student and who would think I'd be the teacher? (Who?)
We had to go separate ways, it's nothin' personal (Nah)
You know that shit gon' come around again like a merry-go (For sure)
They left my heart cold, got me feelin' like an Eskimo
[Verse]
I go David Blaine, they gonna be like, "Where he go?" (Huh?)
I feel like Jeezy in '06, I need my wrist to snow (Haha)
They say more money and more problems, well, this shit just started (Damn)
I had to be a CEO and same time, be an artist (What?)
Still keep that shoebox money stacked up in the closet
I ain't focused on these niggas, I got tunnel vision
In the studio, we rappin', smokin' in the kitchen (Smokin')
She goin' through my phone again, she like, "Who these bitches?"
[Chorus]
What's your name, baby girl? Nice to meet you (Damn)
This a four-door, but it look like a two-seater
She say she Japanese, she had to go and get a visa (Huh?)
You think it's New Orleans, I had to flood the shit like FEMA
I used to be the student and who would think I'd be the teacher? (Who?)
We had to go separate ways, it's nothin' personal (Nah)
You know that shit gon' come around again like a merry-go (For sure)
They left my heart cold, got me feelin' like an Eskimo