Lyrics:
her go
Cause she ain't worth my time
And before I get off into another rhyme
I'ma bring this verse to a climax, grab the axe
Open the door, clear
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm
He was telling jokes
Nobody else would listen to him
I saw you that day
Your lips were cherry red
Your legs were crossed
Your arms wide open
will he?
And the two of you just walk through the door
You're a quick change artist
Always in the mood for a change
Baby you're a quick change
heart is still open wide
I thought you would enter and stay there with me
When I opened the door to let your love come in
Now you've shunned my hope, my
Eddie waited till he finished high school
He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
The future was wide open
could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit
Into the great wide open
Under them skies of blue
Out
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)
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm
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
could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit
Into the great wide open
Under them skies of blue
Out
there be a love that changes me
This much
I can't see, eyes open wide
Yet I'll never doubt you're standing
By my side
When my world, starts to fade
I can
with your black and white
When I'm gone
You paint by numbers
I never noticed it before
You paint by numbers
It's just a closing of an open door
When
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their models
You can comb through the Rome coliseum
And the rear
to tragedy, so I stay sucker free
Only a few chosen rise, my ghetto queens, rise
Don't be afraid to try, too many of us die
For the door to open wide, my
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