Lyrics:
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
It was given to me by my father, she said
It was given to me
She took the back way home
Passed the lights and the Summerhill
Turned left onto
given up, stop
I've given up, stop
I've given up, stop, on waiting any longer
I've given up, on this love getting stronger
Don't come around here no
Don't you understand what that means?
It means quit lusting after your neighbor
That's a heck of a life
You get to love your children in front
chest
Of course I know that I'm blessed but here's the test
On "Any Given Sunday" I got to play my best
[Chorus]
Sacrifice don't give up the fight,
Mad stress on my chest
Of course I know that I'm blessed but here's the test
On "Any Given Sunday" I got to play my best
Sacrifice don't give up
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
Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day
given up, stop
I've given up, stop
I've given up, stop, on waiting any longer
I've given up, on this love getting stronger
Don't come around here no
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
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
sometimes our great artists have been
The most critical of our society
It is because their sensitivity
And their concern for justice
Which must motivate any
lady when I tell her
The I do indeed love to smell her
Sopping wet your pink umbrella
Do the dog with Isabella
I'm so in love yes with an artist
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,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
she was a real one
I had an artist that I treated like my own son
Gave him the shirt off my back and my own gun
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Mister Don Don
shakin'
Them girls get to paintin' on denim and makeup
Pourin' Tito's in a Route 44 cup
In between city limit signs
On any given Friday night
Boys
a hopeful in rooms like this
When I was working cheap
It's an old romance, the boho dance
It hasn't gone to sleep
But even on the scuffle
The cleaner's
a hopeful in rooms like this
When I was working cheap
It's an old romance, the boho dance
It hasn't gone to sleep
But even on the scuffle
The cleaner's
and he hasn't been returning any messages
So I'm seeing what the best angle is to, you know, get it back"
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
could smoke
A rapper like a 357, do worse enemies
Was God-given, but now I'm God
Hate to intervene i sick a lyric on you
Like K-9's from the police
Let it
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