Lyrics:
to the Museum of the Moving Image
In Queens i've suggested it because I
Know Ocean's love of movies
Is so engulfing that
They've become a part of his vocabulary
I do not play piano
I've dedicated my life to art
Oh art will take me back
Don't ask for money
Life flashes before my eyes
It takes so long don't be
we can share my mama
Lets turn life to some'
(Yea)
Girl you so fine i feel sorry for who aint seen ya
Just from your strive, i fell in love with your
I surf the web I'm phill
Time's up hand me the bill
Talk about religion bitch I don't wanna get killed
The state of art muse-um that my nation is
I
I is a piece a art
Like
No museum
No reason for me to hide
Got the money in the bank
So come run up on my side
Imma spin the block
KKG always on top
Well I kissed that wizard too, and his eyes read “howdy do!”
Then they popped right out his head like he was Bugs Bunny
Here at the fine, fine arts
, fine arts museum
We got arts so small you could hardly see 'em
I overheard Hannibal Lector talking to the art director
Saying "Did you know Edgar
a blank canvas
One day I'll be a work of art
I ain't been the same baby
Since you broke my heart
I really could've been what you needed
I was just in
loophole, the art of fine print, massages the numbers 'til they fit.
And every time you ask him for another vanishing act, he half-smiles as if to say:
This not art rap
It's an instant classic
If you miss this masterpiece
Then you missed some magic
The city said welcome home
You won't be greeted
If I were to walk to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston
Well, first I'd go to the room where they keep the Cezanne
But if I had by my side
What
You're the self portrait of a lazy artist
Like modern art in a fine arts museum
You may be there but I don't wanna see ya
There's a reason no
deep
Museum me
Now you see it B
I don't need to go outside when all of that is inside of my cavity
Hold your heart breaking tragedy
And keep your art
do is stare
Cause I couldn't understand
How a masterpiece
Isn't in an art museum
You asked me can I stop
Cause' all you do is blush
But I couldn't help
museum where I belong
Where I belong
Jimson owo (Big Body)
Faaji Cigar (Oja)
Sit on my riches I spend it on fine women
When I call she bring am come sare
Harry peut s'recoucher, la cape c'est pas si fou
Invisible au quotidien, un oublié comme Adibou
P't'être que j'exagère, tu vas m'dire que j'fais la
If I were to walk to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston
Well, first I'd go to the room where they keep the Cézanne
But if I had by my side
If I were to walk to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston
Well, first I'd go to the room where they keep the Cézanne
But if I had by my side
a taste tease me all night
She just want luv I'm just tryna see em
Sendin all these pics I'm her new museums
You work art girl in my eyes
Playing with
your ideas
I'm an uncle now, I had no idea
XXX an angel now, I wish I coulda seen him
My beats have no words just like a museum
Let them dance on your
clock is ticking relentlessly
But we're just fine to let it go
We're just fine to let it go
Here we are, hand in hand
Perusing art galleries and singing
my head
Sky's a limit, ain't no dead end
I'm talking fine art like a museum
Colors so bright you can feel it
Master of my fate, master of the mind
Here's a picture of me circa 'ninety-nine, turning three at the turn of the century
And it looks like I'm doing just fine with this mask and this
scratch words on the walls now
So people will visit this museum and know
How someone like me ends up like this
(they'll say there is art in here
.jpg/220px-The_Museum_(Album_Cover).jpg "The Museum")
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