Lyrics:
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
First you say you want me
Flirt around and haunt me
Hold me til my blood starts to storm
Quickly things get chilly
You turn around and ask him,
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
the ghost
It's very rarely that we prefer to boast
My rap songs got me plush homes and motor boats
New Rothschild got it locked, we control the books
Hold
can't fade me
"for America's most complete artist"
"Quik.." "What kind of name is that for a nigga?"
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete
Franklin, is it not true that you're not a christian artist
But a secular artist posing as a christian artist?
Excuse me Mr. Franklin
Remcg his work
(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
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
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
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's heart art melt
And then my sentimental guard drops
Sending me searching for my heart mop
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's
weep
For we've got a toy that can put you to sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle
Bring me my gun, and I'll shoot that bird dead
That's what your
is me
You gotta know once you dive in, into the shallows of me
We are the artists
Fear love is danger, keep loving strangers
Hoping to take another
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
got a toy that can put you to sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle
Bring me my gun, and I'll shoot that bird dead
That's what your mother and father
When you hurt my brother
You hurt me too
Old Jim Crow don't you know
It's all over now
Old Jim Crow
I thought I had you beat
Now I see you
my brother
You hurt me too
Old Jim Crow don't you know
It's all over now
Old Jim Crow
I thought I had you beat
Now I see you walkin'
fed a family of four
For forty fucking fortnights
Forty fucking fortnights!
I am an artist
Please God, forgive me
I am an artist
Please don't
concerned
Well I would have a cup of coffee
And I'd find my surroundings quite amusing and
People would ask me which were my favorite paintings
What if
what I got
Help me love what's in front of me
Help me want more of my wife and more of my friends
And help me serve the city I live in
And not wish
Dear Till Family:
As a recording artist
I have always been interested in word play
My lyrics often reference people, places
And events in my music
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
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