Lyrics:
Told him put the huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, dat way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take
the use of my right arm?
Again, it was a mistake, it was a terrible
Are you wearing a bulletproof vest?
And then you go and do what? Hide out?
Stay in
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
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,
Little Suzy Greenberg, with her head caved in.
Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow.
Aughta put that woman in a looney bin,
Cause you know
real
Then I grab on that ass and I firmly believe it
And you look like you drawn by an artist
No you, you look like Bernice and Yaris
But both put
take my ring off my middle finger
And put it on the one people put wedding rings on
And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding
Who's
it performance call it art
I call it disaster if the tapes don't start
I've put all my live into live lip-sync
I'm an artist honey
You gonna get me
shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit
D-O-T my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayy
I been stomped out in front of my
Um, he came on the scene,
He's already impacted the scene in a way
Where a lot of other artists are trying to do exactly what he does
And trying
drown beneath the undertow
You better put that woman in a loony bin
'Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show
Suzy is an artist, she
finger
And put it on the one people put wedding rings on
And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding
Who's gonna hold you? (Who?)
Me
Well, the county fair left quite a mess in the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists put
point of references
We need to study Fellini and
Jodorowsky, Corbusier
And the different information that I've
Got from living out here with Paris
Hanging
streets put me through colleges
Be all you can be, true, but the problem is
Dream only a dream if work don't follow it
Remind me of the homies that used
Nasty Nas, one of the youngest artists out right now, who's doin' this thing, new artist
Who's keepin' it live, keepin' it real
This is Nasty Nas
Ladies and gentlement
We're out in front of the dallas county court house
Where the Kirk Franklin verses the state of the world case is about
Little Suzie Greenberg with her head caved in
Soon will let me drown beneath the undertow
You better put that woman in a loony bin
'Cause you know
It's been a long way, but I made it here with love
I made it here with love, love
Said I've been and up and down and I've been through it all
Took
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
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
Korea?
You know I've been a boss for my whole career
I'm 'bout to jet in the Lear
And put more than my hands in the air
Hands in the air, put your
they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that
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