Lyrics:
I guess alot of people in ya
I guess they can feel the realness you
They could feel the vibe
And I think hip hop
That's what I be tellin a lot
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
Is that why you got in touch with me?
I guess you must be runnin' out of fools
Alright, Aretha
That's the voice of Aretha Franklin
Ladies
Don't fall on my face
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my
Gotta
medication
We'll have more on this story as it develops"
"Shady Records recording artist Obie Trice
Has apparently survived a gunshot to the head
In what
yeah, it's so delicious
(Work it out)
Don't have to guess the color of your underwear
Already know what you've got goin' on down there
It's that
Well, that's me at these awards
I guess my grandmama was warnin' a boy
She said
Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass nigga
Shit
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Let me guess, another album about, "Poor me
I'm so famous, it has ruined my rich little life
And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about
There I was, in this room, with all these amazing artists
and all I could think is, I don't have enough followers on Spotify or YouTube to even
Uh
You wanna guess the color of my underwear
You wanna know what I got going on down there
Is it pretty in pink or all see-through?
Is it
scared to park it
Not a average artist, an elaborate artist
My collabs turn locals to established artists
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
There’s a statue of a man inside the square
I guess he was a great humanitarian
The pigeons, they sit upon his head
And at the base of the statue is
have a lot (yeah)
See me a seh (weh you a say?)
I now, don't take it personal
You know you're all my friends (straight up)
Yo, Roach (yo)
Alright
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