Lyrics:
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone
Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this
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,
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
artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now when I say I'm complete;
That means I'm true to my game and my cap
And I refrain from bein played like a sap
And a bitch? No
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
a fuck
I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a fuck
I'm willin' to die for this shit
I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this
she could do
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
A lullaby the breezes whisper
And I look into her eyes
of the enchantment Navajo
I have seen your redrock
Canyons out of gallop
I have walked upon your Arizona hills
At crownpoint I watched an artists painting
All
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
I'm not sorry I'm not sorry I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry I'm not sorry I'm not sorry
oh 맛있누우우
거 요리참 잘했군 오
oh what say boo oo oo
이러쿵 저러쿵 좀
how say 니가
like a refugee)
No baby, you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Honey, we ain't the first
I'm sure a lot
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
drink it 마셔 다시
우린 두 번 태어나지
쭉 들이켜
창작의 고통 (한 입)
시대의 호통
쭉 들이켜
나와의 소통 (한 입)
Okay, now I'm ready fo' sho'
다 마셔, 마셔, 마셔, 마셔 내 술잔 ayy
다 빠져,
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
To exist in harmony with nature for years
And so they lived
Until one day a traveler arrived in Gamehendge
His name was Wilson
And he quickly became
my pocket
How I'm buryin' these artists
On a scale of turnt you're minus
Mine says very, yours says hardly
And what's scary is you probably can
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did was for nothing
Why don't I just let it be?
I'm thankful to young lovers
New York
like Brian Wilson did
Well I am lying in bed
Just like Brian Wilson did
So I'm lying here
Just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking
like Brian Wilson did
Well I am lying in bed
Just like Brian Wilson did
So I'm lying here
Just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking
(yeah, yeah)
(Desires for what you have, okay)
So, as He works deep in your heart
As you call out to Him, and say
I'm here doin' it, man
Help me want
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