Lyrics:
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
place to fall
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring, it
place to fall
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring, it
place to fall
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring, it
Hallelujah!
Shout the saints of God alone
Honor! Power! and Dominion!
Praises gather at the throne
Oh, they gather at the crystal throne
Gather
I did not diss Taylor Swift
And I've never dissed her
First thing is I'm an artist and as an artist
I will express how I feel with no censorship
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
of the kings
Shout to the real ones like us, it's a shortage, it seems
I'm underground and overground and it's never been seen
Real council my streams
Got
this sport is something I never bow-wow'd at
I complain about the game, I shout and I pout, it's a love-hate
But I found out that I can move a mountain
sometimes our great artists have been
The most critical of our society
It is because their sensitivity
And their concern for justice
Which must motivate any
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
now they see
That the artist had a vision
That the wind could set us free
It's a bridge until tomarrow
Taking us beyond the sun
As the artist
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
Once upon a time
A record company had A&R people in
It who would take a chance, make a decision
Use their gut reaction, sign a group
And see what
Somebody from Queens brought it live tonight
You see a lot of Bronx acts, a lot of Brooklyn acts but you never see Queens acts in the fever really
But
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
to turn around and walk away
But all the hate, I call it "Walk on Water" gate
I've had as much as I can tolerate
I'm sick and tired of waitin', I done
were sent
Out for placement
On other artists records that were never
Intended to represent me notwithstanding
I am a chill bro as well as a sage
Zen
I'm a man of respect
Man of respect
A nigga with a check
Nigga with a check huh
Shout out to your main bitch
Shout to her neck
It's cold
little shit you're in it now
I hope they throw away the key
You should have talked to me more often
Than you did, but no
You had to go
Your own way,
to be able just to pay the price
The price it took to set him free
I never heard a single "thank you" at all
You'd think by now I could see
All
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,
I had a man
Let's call him Sam
And Sam will never understand
How we live, we are the artists
You gotta know once you dip your toes in the ocean that
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
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