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Producer/artist Don Svavé has unleashed his latest musical masterpiece, "Suizide," a bouncy and energetic rap song that seamlessly blends elements of hip-hop, trap, funk, and R&B. With captivating lyrics, an infectious beat, and a relaxed flow, Don Svavé invites listeners into his world of success, ambition, and personal triumph.
From the moment the track begins, "Suizide" grabs attention with its vibrant fusion of genres. Don Svavé's unique production style shines through as he effortlessly navigates between hip-hop and trap, infusing the song with a pulsating energy that keeps heads nodding and bodies moving. The artist's clever use of funk and R&B elements adds an additional layer of depth to the composition, creating a refreshing and unforgettable sonic experience.
One notable aspect of the lyrics in "Suizide" is the skilled use of literary devices. Don Svavé employs internal rhyme and alliteration, crafting a rhythmic flow that mesmerizes the listener. For instance, the line "But wait, make no mistake I ain’t a rapper" demonstrates the artist's command of internal rhyme with the words "wait," "make," and "mistake." Furthermore, the phrase "No one man should have all this swagger" exemplifies Don Svavé's skillful utilization of alliteration, emphasizing the captivating "s" sound.
The song also delves into his personal journey, referencing his humble beginnings working a regular 9-5 job and his relentless determination to overcome obstacles, stating, "Grab life by the ankles and beat off the fuckin breaks."
Metaphors and similes also abound in "Suizide," adding depth and imagery to the lyrics. Don Svavé draws comparisons between his prowess with women and winning a Masters tournament, while also likening his rise to fame to the birth of a star. Through these artistic devices, the artist conveys his ambition and determination to reach the pinnacle of success.
The song features fellow Virgnian BlizO, who complements Don Svavé's verses with his unique style, southern drawl, and introspective lyrics. BlizO shares glimpses of his own early success and the arduous challenges he has faced along the way. He fearlessly addresses the criticisms and doubts that have come his way, highlighting his resilience and unyielding work ethic.
lyrics
(Aye)
Bitch I pull on the scene
Grand Marquis something mean in it
Probably the baddest bitch you done ever seen in it
And I'm shining like I spent the whole day cleaning it
Bro I live that life these niggas dream the shit
Can't believe the shit, you see the look on their face
Straight out the gate, give me mine I got too much at stake
'Til 25, a 9-5 had me running in place,
Had to grab life by the ankles and beat off the fuckin breaks
But wait, make no mistake I ain't a rapper
But the number one spot is what I'm after
Trying to get this easy money nigga, FAFSA
Accumulate my chips, Hewlett-Packard
No one man should have all this swagger
The way I stroke these birdies I should win a Masters
Addicted to this life we living 'cuz it's faster
You witnessing a star in the making, NASA
Oh my god
Call the coast guard, I've been drippin' so hard
Oooh baby doll, come away from that bar, yea yea
We ain't leavin till we out of alcohol
Mama you do need your money
You don't need your card
You don't need your panties
You don't need your bra
Cuz tonight we're flying higher than a star
Cuz tonight we're flying higher than a star
(Damn) Now your girl fucking a highway nigga
Kinda funny cuz she said that she ain't gotta nigga
Apparently you had no idea 'bout a nigga
Cuz you dap me up everytime you spot a nigga
You lookin for her bro I'm probably with her
Penthouse in the suite, you wait in the lobby nigga
Hate me cuz I'm cocky nigga
But when the underdog win how can you knock a nigga
Put yourself in my shoes
The kind of niggas that make they own rules
It's the lazy niggas that ain't making no moves
Ain't got shit to do so they worried 'bout you
This the life I choose give a fuck if you approve
To pay these niggas mind I would be a fool
I could lose a ho but never lose my cool
I could lose a ho but never lose my cool
Oh my god
Call the coast guard, I've been drippin so hard
Oooh baby doll, come away from that bar, yea yea
We ain't leaving till we out of alcohol
Mama you do need your money
You don't need your card
You don't need your panties
You don't need your bra
Cuz tonight we're flying higher than a star
Cuz tonight we're flying
Like a shooting star aye (we goin up)
We so high, we so fly, we so high
So fly like a shooting star aye (we goin' up)
We so high, we so fly, we so high (we goin' up)
It's suicide, It's suicide, It's suicide
It's been damn near 8 since a BlizO mixtape
Yet I'm still real hungry
Like a nigga ain't ate
Oysters and crab cake with filet mignon
Folk done me wrong
Tryna figure out what they be on
Was way ahead of my time back then in '99
Low key, I be mindin' mine with a vast ass grind
Made a quarter outta' penny, still drank the Hyp 'n Henny
Whip da 96 Impala with the 'Vet motor in it
Dey know I gets plenty so fuck what dey tal'bout
(Take a lot of you's to does this)
So what's left but fuckin doubt
Blocked out a lot, tunnel vision is a must
Really neva gave a fuck, always kept my chips up
Blame da homie SVAVE for me going all Kanye
Coolin blowing dis grade A, with a mixed mami
King shìt, Bling quit, niggaz prayed for my downfall
Preparation for reparations that's overdue from all y'all
LA-born and VA-raised, Producer/rapper/singer “Don Suavé” has always been surrounded by different musical influences. His
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