Lyrics:
[DJ Quik]
And just when you motherfuckers thought it was over
I'm back up in this motherfucker..
"You better get ready"
"for-for-for for
Another's arms, another's arms
When the pain just rips right through me
Another's arms, another's arms
Late night watching TV
Used to be you here beside
nature's random
That beauty's just a quirk
I believe an artist is at work
Sshhh, an artist is at work
I say, look a genius at work
they're usually my age
Does that sound like love?
It's a life dominated with lust
And for too long, they've been holding on
And finally, they just get
Peter's pecker picked another
Pickle bearing pussy pepper
Peter's pecker picked another
Pickle bearing pussy pepper, why
Meeting John at Dale's
me
Is there someone there to reach me
Or someone there to find me
When the pain just rips right through me
Another's arms, another's arms
leavin' I'm so sad
But I just love the life I lead
Another beer is what I need
Another gig, my ears bleed
We are the road crew
Another town I've left
I ain't got no partners, I'm my own partner
And I don't want no artists, I'm my own artist
They say I wrote the book but here's another chapter
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
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,
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
Let me guess, another album about, "Poor me
I'm so famous, it has ruined my rich little life
And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about
wed another dear John
I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me
And he handed me a letter I was just as happy as I could be
For the fighting
an unusual aura
Like a halo or something
Made him 8 feet or taller
I remember just thinking he looked out of his body
But definitely like a god on stage
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
Sidemen come out first
John Stockfish base guitar
Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy
He's just
Sidemen come out first
John Stockfish base guitar
Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy
He's just
the heart of the city
Is it really what it seems to be?
You're not just another love
I get sick and tired of
Spinning in your circles
Always brings me back
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads itself against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
Infiltration of this music thing
Artist life artist life
And the gyal dem clean and the dawg dem always ready fi run in
Suupa lynching
A just the artist life
face, the shape of my body
Do you really think I give a damn what I do
After years of just hearing them talking?
I say I live in Rosemead
Really,
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads itself against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
we flex like big gorillas
We not the average artist, bitch, we certified killers
I spent a million dollars just for diamonds on my teeth
And every
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