Lyrics:
Its the state of a broken heart
State of art or is a broken heart
Is it a work of past or a place to start
Is it a place to call home when the car needs
they'll have to be patient
The wife can't help tapping her feet
It's a genuine home entertainment revelation
State, state, state, state of the art
(State
they'll have to be patient
The wife can't help tapping her feet
It's a genuine home entertainment revelation
State, state, state, state of the art
your days
Sing it and have it set a nasty craze
Now I reach a state
Turn a new page
Stand by me and help I sing a song like this
Art and life, art
will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
I can't make moves around here
I need to clear my head first
Like a deer in the headlights
State of the art, state of the drill
State of the mind, state of the city
I contemplated with wine
State of the art, state of the mind
State
Crashed damaging my car
Paint it blue like a piece of art
They don't know where the fuck we are
Yeah I put it on my Boulevard
Crashed damaging my car
Paint
d'match retour ici car on maîtrise
L'art de la guerre, l'art de la guerre
L'art de la guerre, l'art de la guerre
L'art de la guerre, l'art de la guerre
You should leave it behind
When reality's screaming
Don't become disenchanted
The pure art of dreaming
It's just a state of mind
Leona's daddy was Mr.
spell Earth without art
Just play your part
We all state of the art
Can't spell Earth without art
Just play your part
We all state of the art
(It's time
start to finally figure out what we are
Look at you so bright
State of the art
You're new, you're young, your blissful ignorance
It's everything
all of your scars
(All of your scars)
Thought we were state of the art
(State of the art)
We never did get far
You left me as easy as it was
To drive
dude
Ridin' through, yeeky on my lap, cars back to back
Nigga run up, he heard, "Blatt"
He gon' die if he don't shoot back
And there's so many niggas
Ooh hoo, ah ha ha ha
Ooh hoo, ah ah ah ah
Ooh hoo, ah ah ah ah
State of the nation
Our salvation
State of the nation, ah ah ah ah
You can walk
where we are
We call it state of the art, we call it state of the art
Modern day world of our own, modern day world of our own
Technology of the eye,
his true colors, now I got him leaking art paint
Fuck that seatbelt riding with my strap, that makes my car safe
Hop in, hold the brake, then hit
What matters is the means, not the ends
I'm not surprised
That is the state of the art, my dear
That is the state of the art
It's not enough
I saw his face and shook my head
Can you see where we can't be
We're losing our blood in the sea
'Cause it's the state of the nation (state
without trying at all yeah
But I'm state of the art, and I write my shit like I wrote this song yеah
And my shit's like gas, like I stole your car then I
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
stings
But what helps me is the fob on my key ring, yeah
No keys, yeah that's push to start
American muscle, yeah that's state of art
She's got a trunk so
I saw his face and shook my head
Can you see where we can't be
We're losing our blood in the sea
'Cause it's the state of the nation (state
served if you answer Yes
The penalty is death if they do or don’t confess
That’s the state of the art these days, that’s the state of the art
A lawless
What if Hip Hop was never born, yo?
No Herc, No Flash, No Band, No Change, yo (?)
No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC
What would the state of dope
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