抖音亚洲邪术bgm是什么歌 抖音亚洲邪术背景音乐叫什么歌词介绍

抖音亚洲邪术bgm是什么歌

据悉，抖音上面亚洲邪术的bgm音乐歌名叫做《Shahmen》，由мавлан музыка演唱。

(Maksim)Макsим,原名Марина Максимова，Макsим是她的艺名，国内一般译为Maksim，1983年6月10日出生于俄罗斯鞑靼斯坦共和国首府喀山，可能是因为那那锐利的眼神吧，人们称呼她为猫女。

МакSим是目前俄罗斯最受欢迎的一位创作型歌手，在她的歌声中总是蕴涵着强烈地爆发力，她的歌曲从曲风到歌词都是节奏感鲜明，但她唱起抒情歌曲来同样也非常出色。

2006年的首张专辑“尴尬年代”据说在俄罗斯光正版碟就卖出了150万张，创造了俄罗斯专辑销量记录。按照她自己的说法，她这一生中取得的成就是靠自己个人不懈地努力获得的。

歌词介绍

作曲 : мавлан музыка

作词 : мавлан музыка

Skin the color of bark

Clothes smellin#39; like trees

Diggin#39; my earth, find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar, but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.#39;ed, life is just that dark

Clothes smellin#39; like trees

Diggin#39; my earth, find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar, but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.#39;ed, life is just that dark

But life is just that bright

That when the sunset shines

I seen the graff he writes

I#39;m back tonight, with a sack to light

In honor of the past I write

I#39;m wide open, with no glass of wine

Stuck in a barrel, I#39;ll get better with time

While you measure how the pleasure declines

I#39;m stackin#39; cheddar while the bread just rise

With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty

Creepin#39; on a come up

Skin the color of bark

Clothes smellin#39; like trees

Diggin#39; my earth, find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar, but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.#39;ed, life is just that dark

Clothes smellin#39; like trees

Diggin#39; my earth, find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar, but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.#39;ed, life is just that dark

But life is just that bright

That when the sunset shines

I seen the graff he writes

I#39;m back tonight, with a sack to light

In honor of the past I write

I#39;m wide open, with no glass of wine

Stuck in a barrel, I#39;ll get better with time

While you measure how the pleasure declines

I#39;m stackin#39; cheddar while the bread just rise

With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty

Creepin#39; on a come up

Hard work, and the crux that it made in us

I#39;m #39;bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust

That 1985 California gold rush, in the spine plus the flesh that it holds up

I#39;m out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up

One crow, one eagle on my shoulders

And my eyes hold the light that approaches