GHOSTFACE - 냉혹 Heartless: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

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GHOSTFACE

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GHOSTFACE은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 11월 28일일에 Kurohana에서 발매되었습니다.BLACK NAILS - EP

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앨범BLACK NAILS - EP

발매일2025년 11월 28일

라벨Kurohana

멜로디에 강한 음악

어쿠스틱 악기 중심

발랑스

춤추기 좋은 음악

에너지

BPM141

개요

가사

뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트

냉혹 Heartless

보컬

Neng Heartless

보컬

작곡 및 작사

Neng Heartless

가사

프로덕션 및 엔지니어링

Zyller Beats

프로듀서

Zepelin Beats

프로듀서

가사

Black tint

Night slip

Slide with the mask on

Heat flash

Brass spit

Drop when the mag's gone

Blood drip

Wheels spin

Scream when I blast on

Ghost face, backseat

Ride 'til the gas gone

Bitch, fuck

Run it up

Dump when the bag's full

Chrome spit, blow a hole

Clean through your back, fool

Smoke thick, eyes red

Burn 'til the ash cool

Pop one, drop two

Leave you in a black pool

Step through the spot

With the steel in my hand

Face in the dark

You won't know where I stand

Heat make you fold

Like the cash in a band

And I'm stackin' up bodies

The way that I planned

Slide in the coupe

And I ghost through the lane

Rubber gon' burn

While I'm rottin' your brain

Chrome with the aim

Put a hole in your frame

And I walk through the smoke

While I'm laughin' insane

Blood on my fit

Let it drip 'til it dry

Blade in my palm

Leave a cut in the sky

Run when you hear

All the tires go by

'Cause the reaper don't knock

He just watchin' you die

Four deep, masked up

Creep through the lot

Flash from the pipe

Make the whole scene rot

Heat in the whip

And the clip stay hot

And the shells hit the ground

Like the beat just dropped

Slide through the block

With the mask and the chrome

Eyes on my back 'cause

I'm deep in their zone

Catch an opp slippin

Now I'm walkin' him home

Let the beam line up

Turn his brain into foam

Kick down gates

Whole crowd get shook

Blood on the walls like a

Scene out the book

Clip on the stick make the

Whole frame crook

And the shells hit the ground

While the whole whip shook

Drag him outside

Face down in the dirt

Boot to his ribs 'til

I'm watchin' him hurt

Hands on the steel

While I'm smirkin' through work

And the chalk on the ground

Is the last of his worth

Black tint

Night slip

Slide with the mask on

Heat flash

Brass spit

Drop when the mag's gone

Blood drip

Wheels spin

Scream when I blast on

Ghost face, backseat

Ride 'til the gas gone

Bitch, fuck

Run it up

Dump when the bag's full

Chrome spit, blow a hole

Clean through your back, fool

Smoke thick, eyes red

Burn 'til the ash cool

Pop one, drop two

Leave you in a black pool

Written by: Neng Heartless

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