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Hell
5562
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hell fue publicado el 11 de noviembre de 2022 por FEVER DREAMS como parte del álbum Hell - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento11 de noviembre de 2022
SelloFEVER DREAMS
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM125

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ethan Lopes
Ethan Lopes
Songwriter

Letras

Peace Party
Fucking Cunt
You Cunt
Fell down low on my way to hell
Gas pack smoke, bitch can't you tell
Sell a bitch soul in the hotel
$MOKE MOB the clique, bitch we from hell
Blade flicked slick, just toll the bells
Slit my wrist, break from my shell
$MOKE MOB the clique, bitch we from hell
Pull up and fuck on your bitch
Pull up and we getting rich
Kim Possible, "What's the sitch?"
No face, no case bitch, fuck a snitch
Free Tay-K, he did the race
Fuck up a beat on my own pace
We smoke gas, your shit is laced
One blunt down got you on your face
Can't survive, you just have to pray
Take the bill, you gotta pay
Fuck the Devil, his blood I'll spray
Clip my wings, I fall like prey, yeah
Just don't tell God
Kick me out of Heaven and I'll be barred
Shit got me drowsy, don't pop no bars
Smoke my blunt in the foreign cars
Revenge on my body, I stunt so hard
Look me in the eyes, see soul-crossed scars
Cross my heart in my own songs
My life's too long, my life's too long
Fell down low on my way to hell
Gas pack smoke, bitch can't you tell
Sell a bitch soul in the hotel
$MOKE MOB the clique, bitch we from hell
Blade flicked slick, just toll the bells
Slit my wrist, break from my shell
$MOKE MOB the clique, bitch we from hell
Pull up and fuck on your bitch
Pull up and we getting rich
Kim Possible, "What's the sitch?"
No face, no case bitch, fuck a snitch
Free Tay-K, he did the race
Fuck up a beat on my own pace
We smoke gas, your shit is laced
One blunt down got you on your face
Can't survive, you just have to pray
Take the bill, you gotta pay
Fuck the Devil, his blood I'll spray
Clip my wings, I fall like prey, yeah
Just don't tell God
Kick me out of Heaven and I'll be barred
Shit got me drowsy, don't pop no bars
Smoke my blunt in the foreign cars
Revenge on my body, I stunt so hard
Look me in the eyes, see soul-crossed scars
Cross my heart in my own songs
My life's too long, my life's too long
Written by: Ethan Lopes
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