Lyrics:
life artist liiife artist life
Yow yow yow
A just the artist liiife artist life artist liiife artist
Artist artist
Bay ice round me neck me wrist it
I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood, windows of light
And everything emptying into white
I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood, windows of light
And everything emptying into white
Check this out,check this out,
RAP
This guy's a choke artist
Ya catch a bad one
Your better off shootin yourself
With Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin up
a bargain
Like I bought it
From target
Hip hop is my supermarket
Shoppin' cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starvin' soarin' I gotta eat early
And I
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
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
It's wonderful
Everywhere, so white
The river has frozen over
Not a soul on the ice
Only me, skating fast
I'm speeding past trees
Leaving
profile drug dealers, oh
I need a freak on sight, I got ice on ice on ice on ice
I got ice on ice on ice on ice
Keep that white on white on white
It's wonderful
Everywhere, so white
The river has frozen over
Not a soul on the ice
Only me, skating fast
I'm speeding past trees
Leaving
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Asleep in your summer
A garland of flowers
Yellow and white around your waist
White light
White light
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, white light
White light
White light
White light
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, white light
Shopping cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starving, sorry, I gotta eat all it
And I'll be back in the morning
Phone home! Weezy
Phone home! Weezy
White light
White light
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, white light
White light
White light
White light
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, white light
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me
white bird,
Speak to me with your beauty
Oh white bird of the morning
Oh he cried Oh he cried
But stopped
Short
Seeing not water but ice
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
Artist, Artist, Artist
Ice, Ice, Ice
Artist, Artist
Ice, Ice, Ice
I'm in Club Vanish sipping on Vodka
Cranberry black & it's sponsored by artist
IMOB
The problem isn't the lyrics on the records.
It's the fear of the white kids liking a black artist.
But the real problem is the fear of the white
A fist is fast
And Jimmy's cast
Hang me
A white moon's hot
The other side's not
Hang me
It's not time for me to go
It's not time for me
I got four good reasons why I can't go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist whose hand is demure
a Xan, goodnight (ooh)
She kept lookin' at my ice (yeah)
Off-White, alright (whoa)
Off-White, alright (yeah)
Pop a Xan, goodnight (ooh)
She kept
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