Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Opal Ring, artista - $uicideboy$. canción del álbum My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't, en el genero Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Fecha de emisión: 20.09.2015
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Etiqueta de registro: G59
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Opal Ring(original) |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were— |
Straight out the mud, sippin' blood with them demons, mane |
Nobody fucks with me and cous', 'cause we evil, mane |
I need a buzz, need them drugs, 'cause I’m fiending, mane |
Don’t show no love, only slugs, leave you leaking, mane |
Triple six killer, walking 'round like I’m Percy Miller |
You bought the issue, but I promise that my pistol’s bigger |
Heart of a sinner, drug dealer, something of that mixture |
$uicide 'til I die, know that they won’t miss us |
It looks like another dark night, heart like a shark bite |
Missing pieces, feeling like a different season |
Mark my words, I’ll be in the dirt, flirtin' with the worms |
All this pain that I exert, I got a curse that just gets worse |
I know I hate myself |
Destruction is my seduction, sucks when you press my buttons |
Buzzing on the Robitussin, chuggin' dozens with my cousin |
Got a couple cuts, now I don’t feel nothing |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were born to die, we were born to die |
We were— |
(traducción) |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Éramos- |
Directamente del barro, bebiendo sangre con los demonios, melena |
Nadie me jode y cous', porque somos malvados, melena |
Necesito un zumbido, necesito esas drogas, porque soy un demonio, melena |
No muestres amor, solo babosas, te dejo goteando, melena |
Asesino triple seis, caminando como si fuera Percy Miller |
Compraste el problema, pero te prometo que mi pistola es más grande |
Corazón de pecador, narcotraficante, algo de esa mezcla |
$uicidio hasta que muera, sé que no nos extrañarán |
Parece otra noche oscura, el corazón como un mordisco de tiburón |
Piezas faltantes, sintiendo como una temporada diferente |
Marca mis palabras, estaré en la tierra, coqueteando con los gusanos |
Todo este dolor que ejerzo, tengo una maldición que solo empeora |
Sé que me odio a mí mismo |
La destrucción es mi seducción, apesta cuando presionas mis botones |
Zumbido en el Robitussin, tragando docenas con mi primo |
Tengo un par de cortes, ahora no siento nada |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Nacimos para morir, nacimos para morir |
Éramos- |