Lyrics:
on the prize
Hold on
Only chain that a man can stand
Is that chain o'hand on hand
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
I'm gonna board that big
gonna board that big greyhound
Carry the love from town to town
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Do you enjoy your sight inside?
Disconnect and let me drift,
Until my upside down is right side in.
Society must let the artist go,
To wander
Matrix"
Y'all saw "The Matrix"
There's a war going on
The battlefield's in the mind
And the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul thе prize is the soul
Here I am, I'm the master of your destiny,
I am the one the only one, I am the god of kingdom come,
Gimme the prize, just gimme the prize,
Give me
free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song
free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yep, silver and gold, this song was written in
them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song was written
(What did the Asian say?)
A peace of mind
That's what the Asian said, I need a divine
Intervention was his religion and now it's a prize
Him
Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money to go to bail
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
No one, no one gets the prize
No one, no one
No one gets the prize
We were best of friends
It all began
He came in to town and changed
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
free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yep, silver and gold
This song was written in
No one, no one gets the prize
No one, no one
No one gets the prize
We were best of friends
It all began
He came in to town and changed
free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song
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)
Look around my rooms and see the prizes I have showing
Working hard to build my life and plan the way I`m going
House and car and pretty wife,
the chosen are few
Yeah
Said there's so few
That's why I'm so happy
Woman
To be lying next to you
Yeah
Prize possession
You're my
Movie star
My
families in shape
'Cause they all broke and why do ghetto birds die?
Before we learn to fly, somebody else's child caught in guns
Smokin' weed, can all
of extremities
We all are accessories
So let the dancers inherit the party
Now here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Yeah here comes the big
the way that you kiss) You'll like this
(You ought to stage a big parade and give you a prize)
Your lips lets try them on for size oh baby
You could make
or I'd break her poor heart in two
(Hurry, hurry)
(Win a prize)
A let me tell you now,
I passed up a chance when I walked by a booth
(Hurry, hurry)
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