Musica de Yeat 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 Yeat 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 técnica vocal,
chief justice Lyrics[Chorus]
I kill the fucks, the tux will fit
I cannot get enough of it
Eventually sum need to come to end all your fun
I got a gag ain't need no gun
I got some pies I ain't talkin' drugs
I got bills I ain't talkin' ones
I ain't even alive, I ain't talkin' much
[Verse 1]
I don't need to survive, I'll just respawn
Cold metal eyes, I don't respond
Try hard to be calm
I take no pride in watching you run
I throw a hole on the ground
I'm throwin' throwables all around
One by one we all go down
One by one we all go down
We ain't all people, we ain't all people, nah
They reap the rewards of our pain and we ain't еven involved
That's why we do not еvolve
That's why we do not evolve
When will we do what we can to comprehend
All the mess in our heads
How could you not see through anything and have no questions
[Chorus]
I kill the fucks, the tux will fit
I cannot get enough of it
Eventually sum need to come to end all your fun
I got a gag ain't need no gun
I got some pies I ain't talkin' drugs
I got bills I ain't talkin' ones
I ain't even alive, I ain't talkin' much
[Verse 2]
You better come with some shit I ain't seen
And you're gonna go down if you don't
Think you out in the streets and you keepin' shit clean
I rebel with the housepets and you get poked, oh no
I put this money around your throat
Upload this, fuck all opponents
I'd fucking kill myself to not be homeless
I break the bank and I'm bleedin' everyone out
Start payin' me in things you need till you run out
What's the one thing we can't survive without
I can see where you keep, I'ma dry it out
[Chorus]
I kill the fucks, the tux will fit
I cannot get enough of it
Eventually sum need to come to end all your fun
I got a gag ain't need no gun
I got some pies I ain't talkin' drugs
I got bills I ain't talkin' ones
I ain't even alive, I ain't talkin' much