Lyrics:
The illest
飲み干せ just like ディオニュソス
片手に酒 もう片手にテュルソス
透明なクリスタルグラス中 揺れる芸術
芸術も酒 飲めば酔うぜ fool
You dunno, you dunno, you dunno
What to do with
I'ma show you 別の
to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
The did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
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
to hold the coke
Duck the cops bob and weave, Ali rope-a-dope
No [?] don't lease cars you could hold the note
We premium I'm like a medium how I control
It would help to cry
This is a popular, dusty-rose velvet Miss Morgan
Or how about a satin brocade
Guaranteed not to fade
Or maybe you'd prefer
to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
a smoke and a slap domino
And me know the dawg them a study and a watch how me make it and a grow
How the outcome just a grow
A just the artist life artist
to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
looked up to over the years
But right now a lot of new rappers and older rappers look up to you
How do you feel to be like, uh, uh, a livin' prodigy?
I
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
Bukowski
Can I get another kiss from you
Kiss me right here on my tattoo
Good God where's my sleigh
Good God playing for days
Good God any day now
own hits
But you can sing them like you're blitzed
It's lit and I'm toasting you right now
Yeah
I'll drink to you Morgan Wallen
To you Morgan Wallen
You
boy's got to look nuts
And that's the only word I can think of right now
On how to describe the shit
It's just like a vibe you get, go ahead and bob
habit
It's all an illusion
I'm wearing make up
I'm wearing make up
Make up
Make up
Art is dead
Some people think you're funny
How do we get
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
you in trouble Sean Paul bwoy, what you do?
SP:
Bwoy me a DJ, you know
O:
DJ, Oh! Disc Jockey, a mean u play on da radio?
SP:
No man, no
O:
What
?
Bwoy me a DJ, you know
DJ, Oh! Disc Jockey, a mean you play on da radio?
No man, no
What station you play?
No, I'm a artis
Artist, a you
to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
of, you know, the artist's journey
You know, and why we do what we do
And that's a really big thing for me as of late
Like, not doin' work to feel
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
it away and hope I can move
Help me, God
I wanna be a man of love
Not a man in lust
But you gotta do that
And so I bring you to this verse,
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