Lyrics:
us far apart
I guess he don't know
Kickin drums with the martial arts
My guillotine overpriced but sharp
You know we gon go
Grip the sword and you'll
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom
They say to die is an art of the damned
When it happens, you linger while you can
Stay vile for the sake of violence
They wept for the love
Been a G, from art attack
Life a canvas. Whitewash. Pass the pad
Stroke game Leonardo
Sore thumb in a whitewashed world like Meghan Markle
Stare
a nothing special, not state of the art
Disappointment Machine
You’re a fuckin disappointment I mean
You’re a god damn loser how in the hell could you not
carry i don't feel seen
For the guilt I feel
I'm condemned beneath the guillotine
I still believe
With the shame I carry i don't feel seen
For the hate I
These arts motherfuckers run around like they in Versaille
Whispers in the court, tryna catch the King’s eye
I spy jokers, jesters everywhere
Who
Oh man, we're all ready at the end
The Art of Happiness
Syllable sensei
Running through your dojo like Netero
Wielding the syntax off the tips of my
old yet my brain grow
Cocaine white Range Rov'
Tats on my body like an art exhibit
I did real good for a project nigga
Was once a Bacardi sipper,
soprano
De la cérémonie
Et ramener le bateau
Sur le large de mon île
Entends-tu la guillotine
Le chemin de leurs croix
Et bien choisir sa cible
Comme appât
with a happy ending
A remix of the message sending
Shining clean, this guillotine
New and improved
Patent pending
Place a curse on the hearse were
'cause they breath freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dope
me ride!
Located worldwide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Colder than a dope fiend's titty
In every
the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than any
My attitude is s***ty
Born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me
Looking for trouble
Hey
Uh huh
Yo
I'm in the right place right now
A place where I can develop
Y'know I'm sayin?
Yo
I call this place my darkroom
Yeah
I let my art
Men who march with their whole damned hearts
Think the wars they start are a form of art
Better take off the crown, take off the crown
We could take
Sticking to the scripture, how I paint a picture
Trust the art, not the artist.. heard that was the hardest
Iono think they hearin' me, when I get
official, the hoes Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language at aim seen finna be quoted
Then know it ain't my enemy hope
Swank if you
Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language at aim seen finna be quoted
Then know it ain't my enemy hope
Swank if you can't consider me
Words that I made'll create an iller scene
Eric B. is the fly human being on the guillotine
Hook 'em up to a respirator, 'cause it's the mista
on my neck call it the ghetto's guillotine
Fuckin' with them jewelers nigga lit up like a screen, HD
Look at me ballin' I'm talkin' high definition
grow,
Cocaine white Range Rov'
Tats on my body like an art exhibit,
I did real good for a project nigga
Was once a Bacardi sipper, now it's Chandon,
Fat
guillotine
And are you blessed, in these days of lifelessness?
I’m choking on the rim of your righteousness
Staring through the bars at the worlds we’ll never
with man like Kakarot
Tommy Evans
The War of art, can’t walk my path
5-point palm technique tore your heart
Flying guillotines: get sawn in half
Weapon
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