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An Artist

of chocolate
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with

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Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist ,  Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)

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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

America'z Most Complete Artist

DJ Quik

Way 2 Fonky

1992

America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.."	"America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete

We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with dread

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Two Words

The Boys Choir of Harlem

The College Dropout

'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody move
Two words, BK, NY, Bed-Stuy
Two harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why
These

Good artists copy great artists steal

Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me

Who Designed the Snowflake

Rod Stewart

Blood Red Roses

introduced the oceans to the earth

Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist