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FREDDIE DRED-LIMBO (SUPER SLOWED+REVERB)(GHOST)

Hip Hop & Rap

Année2022

Durée4m

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FREDDIE DRED-LIMBO (SUPER SLOWED+REVERB)(GHOST) ________________________________________ Use handsfree to enjoy music (slowed+reverb)🎧 ________________________________________ #slowd #slowedreverb #reverb #tiktok #slowedandreverb #phonkmusic #track #trackmaster #musicslowed #slow #slowedsongs #sloweddownsongs #villainplaylist #powerfulslowedsongs #bassboostedmusicmix #aggressivephonk #slowedandreverbbass #slowedbass #slowedreverbbass #phonkmusic #freddiedred #remix #phonk #ghost ________________________________________ Lyric : Walk around the world, it feel like every place the same I look into your eyes and see that you are in some pain Freddie gonna help the business, help a rope around your neck Gonna help you make a choice, let it sit, don't let it rest You a pest, what the fuck, you left a mess It's okay, I'll just say that your body's gone today You in Hell, I don't think you failed, you just made some bail Come that day, it gets worse, and I hope you fucking hurt Now what's the word, captain I think I caught you lackin' There are nine more layers than this hell's packin' No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin' I feel lucky I'm not you At the top I do the do Stuck in the fuckin' darkness, and it's cold, and hot Haven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start Start from the top, and the next stop the bottom Rock bottom baby, I swear I already got 'em Close your eyes and think of something for me Think of all the times that you've been feeling kinda lonely What could you do with your time instead What You smoking weed, you fuck your bitch and go to bed Notice all the colors that you seeing in your head Now strip away that shit and feel the darkness, feel it spread This is what is like to be known as dead Now open up your eyes, you see the world it is red Now what's the word, captain I think I caught you lackin' There are nine more layers than this hell's packin' No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin' I feel lucky I'm not you At the top I do the do Stuck in the fuckin' darkness, and