Lyrics:
of beads
He could not be in the gallery
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
Incline to small doses as we approach this
Ever endless quest for a vengeance
While those who expose and pretend this
Life is just a big bowl of cherries
lonely
Y'all sound phony
Cause A and R's ain't shit but fake homies
So no lie I'mma make it one day
If I had one wish I would say
I wanna be big, I wanna
the butcher
One pays the thief
I'm looking for you darling
Show me some relief
Artist on the cover
Is a phony and a crook
I'm looking for you lover
Show
the game from my pop
Till everyone know my name
The game don't stop
So I keep pumping the block
Until I'm big as Rihanna and Mason's rock
While you love
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
two, one, camera rollin' (ooh)
Do it slow motion (uh-huh)
Real chick, them other, phony
All that big talk, Latto put 'em on it (Latto)
I'm just bein'
Coney,
Champagne Charlie`s drinking gin,
Old New York is new and phony
Give it back to the Indians!
Two cents more to smoke a Lucky,
Dodging buses
MANI SHERON BIG SONG 2 CAPSULE ,GALLN SADIYAN ,BLENDER ,BAGGI BAGGI,SARE RANG,DABNA DABAUNA ALL BIG ARTIST
something to be involved in, something too big to ignore.
It is our function as artists to make the spectator to see the world our way,
not his way.
Bound to lose
All you Phonies bound to lose, lose, lose
All you Phonies bound to lose, lose, lose
For me to try to change this whole big mess around
that a lot of the
Flows you have have been used
So stop with your phony chats and slews
I'm big
You can tell by the bars I strap and chat
Other MCs, put
range
Big *** offed, I got a night scope aim
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya *** sent upstate
In '9-AY, I took them trips down
of, you know, the artist's journey
You know, and why we do what we do
And that's a really big thing for me as of late
Like, not doin' work to feel
could do what you don't
And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that
(What if?)
A phony is a phony, a homie is a homie
And you know the big homie
when artists gotta deal with cheats
They got game, for every young rapper they see out on the streets
You sign your name, they get like Big Red
The Big Jump
The Big Big Jump
The Big Jump
The Big Big Jump
The Big Jump
The Big Big Jump
The Big Jump
The Big Big Jump
The Big Jump
The Big
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,
They were vicious and they were mean
They were big time operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Oh, they looked like politicians
But
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
When I was just a little boy I remember on TV
Don Kirshners Rock Concert
made such a big impression on me
When the lights got low they started
Talking big words on the mic but still irrelevant
Especially when you're not college material
Wake up every morning to your Lucky Charms cereal
DJ Scott
I've got a mellowship, I've got a fellowship
I've got a nonstop "yo swan" hello chip
Born to adore the big bad bison
Thunderstorm and a man like
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