Lyrics:
sayin', I just
Shoulda learned that way back in elementary
Man this nigga don't know what the fuck he talkin' about
I have a diploma, do you have
In her pinstriped suit she's so sophisticated she can't
help it her diploma got her makin 200k while she's
cruising in a jet black benz she can sip
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine
Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling,
FIne art pIece from the sky
I
Feel
RIght
RIght rIght
RIght rIght rIght
Being wIth you
I
Unwind
And I wIll fInd
The tIme and space to ease
the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward)
But social circles spin too fast for me
My
Handsome, single, young man, well respected in his town
Seeks a fine, young lady from a similar background
Generous, responsible, respectful man
Handsome, single, young man, well respected in his town
Seeks a fine, young lady from a similar background
Generous, responsible, respectful man
of Fine Arts, dr west
Dr kanye West: I’m sorry
That was just my opinion
I am a pop artist so
My medium is public opinion and
The world is my canvas
"I’m
Once upon a time in the land of fever, there lived a scarlet pussy
This kitty cat of fine descent, was cherished by her mother
Who wouldn't let
Sabotage, your choice of art
Who the hell do you think you are?
Go ahead and break my heart, that's fine
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Why am I
Learning is an art
Knowing is the outcome
But do you really know me
Or am I just a fantasy in your head
Work a little harder
Show me that I matter
I
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
And execute the fine art of...
Murder, murder, murder, murder
The fine art of
Swath of blood, shapes of the dead
My mind transforms to canvas in my head
gleam, let it glow, putting on a shiny show, it's a fine art
Fine art, fine art
Scent like an citrus rind, perusing in your mind
Falling into your eyes,
everything was fine, everything
Is fine
Don't you feel repression just
Closing in around?
No, the campus here is very, very free
Don't it make you
everything was fine, everything
Is fine
Don't you feel repression just
Closing in around?
No, the campus here is very, very free
Don't it make you
everything was fine, everything
Is fine
Don't you feel repression just
Closing in around?
No, the campus here is very, very free
Don't it make you
everything was fine, everything
Is fine
Don't you feel repression just
Closing in around?
No, the campus here is very, very free
Don't it make you
'Til you forget wherefore
Let's two step to a new step
We'll keep it all in line
And we'll call this the Romeo
'Cause you're so mighty fine
the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia"
the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia"
of the pain
I had hours of sittin' alone in the dark
Listenin' to sad songs and comin' apart
Lord knows I made crying an art
Woe is a slow healing heart
you fancy, huh?
You getting ready so I know we gon' be here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your
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