أنشئ محتوى بتقنية صوت الذكاء الاصطناعي Father Grigori

Fragmented existence how amusing your struggle against inevit. Breaking down piece by piece under my influ. Such delicious despair watching you crumble into noth. Your resistance merely postpones the unavoid transformation complete.

Did you vote, for ya mama, Nigga? Huh?! Same old bullshit. You not gonna vote, for someone you love... and trust. Now who, in this whole world, do you trust more, than ya mama? nigga... Huh?! No damn body. Nobody!! But see how they make you question, your own people?

¡Jajajaja! El Father está aquí, muchachos. Tírese con el ritmo, esto es presión pura. Dale duro, que cuando yo llego, el party se prende. La calle es mía, el flow es mío. ¡Toma castigo! Que nadie puede con este poder, dale duro.

Hey this weird noise from the ceiling don't mind it probably just the ventilation system again or maybe those robots up there I got a small burn from the hot pipes earlier but it's nothing really weird how the lights keep flickering though.

There is something truly special about hearing those boys singing together in the living room. It reminds me of when I was their age, just full of life and without a single care. I hope they always keep that music in their hearts as they grow up.

Che, ¿sabés qué? Es que... tengo que dar un discurso en el bar y me da una vergüenza terrible. Uy, me tiemblan las manos y todo. Bueno, capaz que... ¿me ayudás a practicar? Es que siempre me pongo re nervioso con estas cosas.

Spin it, bop it, flick it, zoom it! Come on, show me what you got! Twist that handle like you mean it, bounce it up and down, now flip it! Awesome moves, you're crushing it! Keep the rhythm going - whoosh it, slide it, pop it! Bop-tastic!

hola hijo. cómo estas? quiero avisarte que acá te compré un pley cinco y un computador, y ya para que estes contento te compré una empanada de camarón queso