Lyrics:
colors show the glory
Of the Master Artist's plan
Built by god for those who love Him
Those who trust the great "I am"
Those who trust the great "I am"
education
To make us the fools
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bunkheads
education
To make us the fools
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bunkheads
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bunkheads
Chase those crazy baldheads out
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
respected by the artist I was listening
To, but not no more, them days are history
Skip the red carpet, you lookin' for me?
Oh God (yeah)
You might
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
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
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
I did not diss Taylor Swift
And I've never dissed her
First thing is I'm an artist and as an artist
I will express how I feel with no censorship
Only God can judge me (that right?)
Only God, baby (can judge me now)
Nobody else (nobody else)
All you other motherfuckers get out my business
Thank you
First off
Thank you God for allowing me to make it to
This point thank you to my little sister for
Letting me borrow your allowance
When
artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God at the neon cathedral
Wouldn't miss it for the world
Baptized my vices and the bar is
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
fed a family of four
For forty fucking fortnights
Forty fucking fortnights!
I am an artist
Please God, forgive me
I am an artist
Please don't
down bad shoutout my dad
Shoutout my mom and bro and cat
Talk about fam you don't understand
I don't got time cause' I chase rap damn
Feel like I'm
straight, no chase, I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo' face and I'ma tell it like it is
[Ludacris]
See mostly all your favorite artists got
"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether
every time I could've died
But I survived, that's on God
I've been tellin' y'all since '05
The greatest artist restin' or alive
That's on L.A. Reid,
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
You been doin' music as long as you could talk and walk
You work with other artists, but you really don't even need to
You really doin' them
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