Lyrics:
Buy the iPad, give it to the kid
Online is where he's gonna live, his mind might not be his
By the time he's 16 he's developed ED and he doesn't know
am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paint
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those who ain't afraid
I remember when you told me
Love is
touched by an angel
I'll be careful with my words
'Cause I'll get what I deserve
If you're wearing Lucy's Fur
But I feel like I need her
I'm walking
love my pride too much but
Then, I love his bride too much but
Then, I think about the lives I've touched
Back when I wasn't thirsty for mainstream
Out of love
Out of compasion
When I was reading in the book of light
This touched my soul, I stayed awake all night
The written Word was in my
This road is worn it's a long walk to home
Rest seems lost on my own
The world has no mercy for me
All I need is something to live for and stand
violate my GGs
Try and violate my GGs
I'll jump out the cab with a live .33
Sawn-off on the IC3
We're cold, you'll get burnt by my icy Gs
My Air Max
Bite down and wince through life
Blistering shower or shed my coat, hairball in my throat
I want to molt every inch that's been touched
I want to be
and then dissed it
Now they got scars to live with (uh)
Don't run when you see the biscuit (no), get nervous (yeah), try fidget (uh)
Man know what I do
on my feet
I would still be on my feet
Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
And I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those
I'm too tired of this life
All I need is my big sleep
You are so far away
You love someone else
Another day passed me by
Another day filled
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair,
their love began to bloom
And somehow he had touched her and like the clinging of the vines
Their lives became entangled their hearts became entwined
nothing, you sleep in my arms fine
I thought before I'd have you I'd live to see cars fly
But here I am in this traffic hoping I make it on time
I live in a mansion
These niggas are mad, I'm countin' these bags while I sit in a Phantom
Word to my jewellers, I spent quarter mill' on my wrist
touched
Feathered Borsalinos with Armani in my clutch
Nigga what, raised by ballers, I'm legit
And if you don't believe, ask Freeway Rick
You don't believe
of girls
But you gotta dress nice suckers, I'm a gee
I got some clocks I ain't touched
Feathered Borsalinos with Armani in my clutch
Nigga what, raised by
a messenger from your Lord, come to announce to you the gift of a holy son." She said, “How can I have a son, when no man has touched me? I have not been
killed by nitties
Touch down for not minding your business
Out here you're a clown, indoors you beat up your gyal
Silly likkle bwoy
Beef who live where
Another wasted night spent waiting here for you
Again I was let down again I was a fool
Waiting by the phone hoping you'd call and say
That you can't
resurface
And involuntarily my system gets nervous
Tell me tonight that you'll be by yourself
Because something bad will happen if you are with someone
I would still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I am frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those that ain't
feet
I would still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that
would still be on my feet.
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.
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