Lyrics:
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
Now, how come I can't get you on the phone?
That
girl
I wanna make you mine
And it ain't nobody's business
It ain't nobody's business
It ain't nobody's business
It ain't nobody's business
Just
I can't get you on the phone
Well, that ain't nobody's business but my own
Nobody's business
Nobody's business
Nobody's business but my own
make up and hold each other tight
We both know we're birds of a feather
Let's go into business together
We can start a business of our own
Nobody's
is
To help you put together some words, more than just two letters
The fans waited for this moment
Like that feature when I stole the show
Sorry
this, yeah
Trappin' about, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I couldn't get out if I wanted to
All us rappers are trapped in it
We can't get out, you
shoved me
And pulled out his knife
Stuck me three times in the chest
And I died that night
For the like of me I can't remember
Who he was
And why
The illest
飲み干せ just like ディオニュソス
片手に酒 もう片手にテュルソス
透明なクリスタルグラス中 揺れる芸術
芸術も酒 飲めば酔うぜ fool
You dunno, you dunno, you dunno
What to do with
I'ma show you 別の
some of yours
Double park, double park, parallel park
Then I pick up that Backwood and spark
So many artist can't even say where
But they picked up
the floor, and make way
"for America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
[Quik] Sucker ass niggaz
down to business
I don't got no time to play around, what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
to be anounced
They're getting ready
Yeah I think their getting ready to go into the court room
Mr. Franklin, how can you say you promote christian
a copper top
Got it popping, started on the B-side of Body Rock
Direct to fan, I'm running my shop like my mom and pop
Modern day slavery today to be
I can't get you on the phone?
Well, that ain't nobody's business but my own
Nobody's business
Nobody's business
Nobody's business but my own
I'd like to thank Tricia, the mother of my daughter
I couldn't have done it without you all in my corner
Especially the fans, been here since
couldn't stay for breakfast (eugh)
I'm a human lie detector test, I can peep who really flexin'
It's business it's not personal so don't get all
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
down to business
I don't got no time to play around, what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get
Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that
I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats
But I know flats and Piru Crip tats
Will swarm
numbered
Oh my God
Nobody know the true religion
So why nobody know to show respect and mind your business
I know prison business, but nobody know how
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Entertainers like to seem complicated
But we're not complicated
I can explain it pretty
the most phenomenal artist of any and all time
I made a Frankenstein, my design impressed
Backpackers and press who said my house was a mess
Critics
that's low as cocaine was
Martin had a dream, nigga, I did too
To make it out the hood, rich, bitch, off that stoup
So, I took it that thaw, and hit
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