Lyrics:
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
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
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
not.
Said her grace aghast,
Is it going to last?
Said her grace aghast,
Last
Imagine the Duchess's feelings--
you could have pierced her with
(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
by my side
The Duke and the Duchess did a Reggae Reggae Reggae last night
My dream last night was about Ali Baba
With the forty thieves
Tom, Tom,
by my side
The Duke and the Duchess did a Reggae Reggae Reggae last night
Intermezzo
My dream last night was about Ali Baba
With the forty
by my side
The Duke and the Duchess did a Reggae Reggae Reggae last night
Intermezzo
My dream last night was about Ali Baba
With the forty
my eyes and you make love appear
Dancing in the shimmer of a crystal chandelier
Shadows singing so low only we could hear
Moving to the glimmer,
a bargain
Like I bought it
From target
Hip hop is my supermarket
Shoppin' cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starvin' soarin' I gotta eat early
And I
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,
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
it down for Sean P, he control the crooks
You my muslim brother, and my other brother
Like my mother's son, see you in heaven brother
Real artists
You are the feeling in my mind
That there is something more to life
You are the keeper of my soul
And there is something you should, you should know
As the darkness escapes the dawn
So too does my thirteen year reign
One last act and then I'm gone
I exit stage and enter Iad again
As the play
by my side
The Duke and the Duchess did a Reggae Reggae Reggae last night
Intermezzo
My dream last night was about Ali Baba
With the forty
nail scars
Here in my hand
They crowned my head with thorns, Thomas
I am the man
They nailed me to the cross, Thomas
I am the man
I am the man, Thomas
Carl Thomas
Lock, load, ready to aim at any target
I could get your brains for a bargain like I bought it from Target
Hip hop is my supermarket
A pastel scene in front of me
A rose’s stem between my teeth
Art’s not precious if the artist’s hand is not present
A few last names
A white-walled place
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
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