GarçonDhonneur
Generate A Rap Vocal Track Performed By A Gritty, Charismatic Old White Man Channeling Ricrus Larger-Than-Life Style. Think Deep, Baritone Growl With A Confident, Luxurious Flow, Blending Street-King Swagger With Seductive Menace. The Delivery Should Feel Like A Cinematic Anti-Hero Spitting Bars In A Velvet-Rope Vip Room, With A Slow, Deliberate Flow At 75 Bpm. Emphasize Dramatic Pauses And Ad-Libs Like ‘Ugh!’, ‘Freakshow, Baby!’, Or Low Chuckles To Amplify The Boss Energy. Vocals Should Mix Eric Ross’s Booming Charisma With A Raw, Unpolished Edge, Perfect For A Dirty, Sexy, And Theatrical Vibe. Make Every Line Drip With Power, Like A Kingpin Owning The Night.”
GarçonDhonneur
Generate A Rap Vocal Track Performed By A Gritty, Charismatic Old White Man Channeling Ricrus Larger-Than-Life Style. Think Deep, Baritone Growl With A Confident, Luxurious Flow, Blending Street-King Swagger With Seductive Menace. The Delivery Should Feel Like A Cinematic Anti-Hero Spitting Bars In A Velvet-Rope Vip Room, With A Slow, Deliberate Flow At 75 Bpm. Emphasize Dramatic Pauses And Ad-Libs Like ‘Ugh!’, ‘Freakshow, Baby!’, Or Low Chuckles To Amplify The Boss Energy. Vocals Should Mix Eric Ross’s Booming Charisma With A Raw, Unpolished Edge, Perfect For A Dirty, Sexy, And Theatrical Vibe. Make Every Line Drip With Power, Like A Kingpin Owning The Night.”
Lyrics
Puisque vous avez décidé de vous unir par le sacrement du mariage, donnez-vous la main droite et exprimez votre consentement devant Dieu et devant l'Église. »
Moi, Elizaje te prends toi, MmmKay pour époux
promets de te rester fidèle dans le bonheur et dans les épreuves, dans la santé et dans la maladie, et de t'aimer tous les jours de ma vie.
Jusqu'à ce que le manque d'effort nous sépare
Booooooom boooomm [Verse]
Carnival of chaos, masks and chains
Spinning in the strobe light, losing brains
Cotton candy venom, sweet but deadly
Jugglin' flames while the bass drops steady
Mirrors twist, reflections lie
Snake charmer rhythm hypnotize the eye
Fortune teller whispers, future’s grim
Dancing on the edge, where the lights go dim
Chorus
Welcome to the freakshow, baby, step right up
Sip the madness, pour it in your cup
Round and round, can't ever stop
This the stage where the wild things pop
Verse 2
Tightrope walkers on a razor's edge
Clowns with smiles like a blood-stained pledge
Every heartbeat synced to the kick
Lost in the house of tricks, it's thick
The tent’s alive, it breathes, it sways
Echoes in the dark, a haunted maze
Puppets with strings made of gold
But the story’s twisted, it’s never been told
Chorus
Welcome to the freakshow, baby, step right up
Sip the madness, pour it in your cup
Round and round, can't ever stop
This the stage where the wild things pop