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Hell For It

Danny Brown

Atrocity Exhibition

2016

my closet
Type of shit
That have a fiend
Crawling on his carpet
Walking over carcasses
Of artists in my garden
Nice with the bars
Even the beat

not Megadeth so many dead rappers
Can't even take baby steps
Walking over carcasses of artists
In my garden
Been nice with this shit since Nas
Was

to beat its been remarkably carved
Sargent Martian parching artist in the garden of sars
Parthenon embark upon the martyrdom and it's ours uh  

Why wait

gain Ima gain by the day so you better listen
Im tryna roll out
So tell me what this show about
As a artist in the garden they be acting like the hardest

monster
I got a lot to offer
I've been taking care of business
And the booth my office
Make this music often
Rap until I use a coffin
Starving artist
In

The Fighter

Bon Jovi

What About Now [Deluxe Edition]

2013

escape artist,
The weed in your garden in that place you’re still guarding
Where I am not a liar

I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am

artist, hidden in the Garden of Eden
We starving not eating, when it gets dark we start thievin
Leaving your walls full of art from the heart, spark a blunt

Garter snakes, they live down in my garden
Left me fed up when they was just starvin'
They was thirsty, I brought 'em some water

Put the syrup

it back
I got to do my thing
Keep it a hundred
My life ain't perfect
Picture perfect, I drew it
You know it
I'm an artist
No snakes up in my garden

to fill in the gap to the ceiling
My undeniable digging, an indescribeable bidding
That gets me straight outta the sea
Of talentless artists
Soon in

Playing God
With a Godless habit
It starts
With the heartless tragic
Thoughts
Like a strung out artist
Searching for that garden
In the Perfect

awfully nauseous
So against the odds it's, for every single starving artist
Trying to reap the harvest, in a garden full of garbage
Let's be honest, that's

trynna grow gardens for tomorrow in a cold world with a lot of heat.
Make it rain and shed light, so watch me grow every time they throw dirt on D.Steed

The Turnaround Road

Diane Cluck

Oh Vanille/Ova Nille

2005

an artist left
His red rock garden in the turnaround road where I sit in the morning
It gets kicked around the cul-de-sac
By those who go and double back

wrongs
Regardless, bars flawless, flow smooth like the carpet
Fresh green like a garden when these rhymes get to barking
Irregardless, I'm an artist
Not

it down for Sean P, he control the crooks
You my muslim brother, and my other brother
Like my mother's son, see you in heaven brother

Real artists

Then it's you and I till the end of time
Like Adam and Even in the Garden of Eden
They lay behind, no street is hidden

In the Gardens of Eden
You and I

and I to the end of time
Like Adam and Eve in the gardens of Eden
They lay behind those trees Eden

In the gardens of Eden
You and I can lay on Eden
In

Money grow like a garden
Only real ones left, fake people departed
Big ol' margins
Hoodie on low, now I feel like I'm artist
I'm move the smartest
Walk in

Mamelodi born artist Born artist

Born in Mamelodi chomi mfana wA pitori chomi
But I ain't really got no chomi do it by my lonely with no chomis only doobies

Infiltration of this music thing
Artist life artist life
And the gyal dem clean and the dawg dem always ready fi run in
Suupa lynching
A just the artist life

I'm really putting my heart in 
This is my time, I'm putting on for the garden 
Once you start to make it, then you turn into a target 
Ite bet then I'm

In the gardens of Eden
You and I can lay on Eden
In the gardens of Eden
You and I can lay on Eden
Like Adam and Eve in the garden
You and I can lay

Yeah, Young Zay
Get the check
HGE, UK, G-A-D [?] conspiracy
Backwoods, smokin' on them Backwoods
The artist man, artist man, artist man, man,