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Hearse
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Hearse adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Lord Gasp tarafından 5 Ocak 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıHearse - Single
album cover
Çıkış Tarihi5 Ocak 2024
FirmaLord Gasp
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM109

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lord Gasp
Lord Gasp
Performer
Cardeairè Jack
Cardeairè Jack
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin
Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin
Songwriter
Cardaire Anderson
Cardaire Anderson
Songwriter
Miguel Urbain
Miguel Urbain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lord Gasp
Lord Gasp
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Got a big girth with some lame traumas
I just got a urge to release torment
Needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Fucked since birth's why i bleed pharma
All black gat with some black garments
There ain't no way to relieve, i'm the same varmint
No serotonin i need me a new dose
Loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder
Still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
Ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma
They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed
Bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
Bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these
I just got a bag like santa
I just bag like
I just feel like throwing another tantrum
I just feel like ripping your head off
I just feel like
I just spent a band out random
Point me where the 45 at, uh bitch im bout to act
Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up
They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Got a big girth with some lame traumas
I just got a urge to release torment
Needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Fucked since birth's why i bleed pharma
All black gat with some black garments
There ain't no way to relieve
Running away from the pain and the anguish
Get the fuck back, I don't think I can trust you
Because I don't know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
Ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you **** superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i'm getting triple
Why you only make a little
If you try running up on me i'm not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don't gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle
Sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Got a big girth with some lame traumas
I just got a urge to release torment
Needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
Fucked since births why i bleed pharma
All black gat with some black garments
There ain't no way to relieve, i'm the same varmint
Written by: Cardaire Anderson, Miguel Urbain, Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin
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