Lyrics:
on the letter
I vowed not to cry anymore
If we survived the Great War
You drew up some good faith treaties
I drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone
of the words I say
Dem say di bwai shoot I head
Because of the truth I say
Babylon wish me fi dead
When you sign that peace treaty
I told you it wouldn't
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
some of y'all didn't hear it right
I didn't call him
His name wasn't the artist
Artist, Artist
Artist - every syllable must be heard
Artist - formerly
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
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,
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels at her command to send
Four more seasons, for all that's broken to mend
I gaze at Your moon and Your stars
Mounted like jewels in their setting
I know You are the fascinating artist who fashioned it all
When I look up
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
skin
And when I feel it, you're wearing thin
But I've got a plan
Why don't you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
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
pull up to his mansion alone
And don't come in with all that gun play
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
life artist liiife artist life
Yow yow yow
A just the artist liiife artist life artist liiife artist
Artist artist
Bay ice round me neck me wrist 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
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
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
Oh, baby child
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is
即 飲み干す
祝杯 (sippin') 姿 (tippin') (一気に)
テュルソス (grippin') ぶどうを (eatin') (一気に)
雰囲気 (keep it) D style (rip it) (一気に)
この場 (kill it) let's steal it
broken again and again
And what will you do for these ones
Oh, it's all in the past you can say
But it's still going on here today
The governments
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
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