Lyrics:
Which is the name of Creator God
Artist God"
You wanna call God "Artist?"
At some point tonight before you go to bed, be like
"Yo, Elohim," and He'll
him
I can’t be mad at Kanye because
He made me famous! #FACTS
6th Stop trying to demonize real artist
Stop trying to compromise art
That’s why music
I’m gonna move to San Francisco
And watch all the hip young
Artists struggle with their rent
Ooh I’m gonna be one of them
I’m gonna find a pale
at they laces
You know careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only
One, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five against one
Said one, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five, five, five
One, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five against one
Said one, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five, five, five
One, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five against one
Said one, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, five, five, five
Two times yeah it wasn't enough
Three times yeah it wasn't enough
Four times yeah you gonna get hit
CLV the gang and we got the hits
Two times yeah
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape
But my hands were tied
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder
Let me hammer him
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
streets put me through colleges
Be all you can be, true, but the problem is
Dream only a dream if work don't follow it
Remind me of the homies that used
at you like
You're an egomaniac
Or something but then you'll be like
Wait a second, you know I was
A gifted artist since age 5
And like in national
have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape
But my hands were tied
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder
Let me hammer him
honor
And the chapter that read at twenty-five I would live dormant at five in the morning
They raid your spot while Kendrick's performing
And if they
rap
Got to pay to get your boys back
I'ma kidnap artists
Real artists
Fake artists
Strong artists
Weak artists
Tight jeans wearing new rap R&B
chins and a line of jive
He's a mellow old cat, a real hep fat
He be Mister Five by Five
That man can really jump it for a fat man
The only trouble
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
D12's balls, you're sack-rilegious
If you're gonna critique me, you better at least be as good or better
Get Earl the Hooded Sweater, whatever his name
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
stop (it's)
Them ass shots on her make an artist drop
Nigga, damn (lit)
Nigga, damn (ayy, ayy, yeah)
Nigga, damn
Keisha got a G5 body (body)
For an artist's opinion
For an artist to be able
To have an opinion after
They were successful i’m
Not no politician bro and look at that
You know how
Go
One, two, Gucci's comin' for you (for you)
Three, four, better lock your door (better lock your)
Five, six, he'll take yo' bitch (he'll take
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