Lyrics:
rap
Got to pay to get your boys back
I'ma kidnap artists
Real artists
Fake artists
Strong artists
Weak artists
Tight jeans wearing new rap R&B
Then tell the Grammys to go and fuck themselves
They suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches
So they nominate 'em, get 'em
the martinis
I don't know which should be my favorite paintings
If I could see, if I could see, if I could
See all the symbols, unlock what they mean
Maybe
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
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
Dearest Esmeralda, in another age
Antiques would be modern, we would be the rage
Silk would be in fashion, we would dress in lace
Love would be
artists, they were on the run
I got them out to California
One was gifted and the other was fun
Merchants will always be merchants, of course
But
bother with puny, mortal man or be
Ooh, don't get me started
I could read you another hour on infatuated
Or be infatuated with Adam's son?
Why are you
is poured forth
Suddenly, you know they are real, they mean it!
"Let your light so shine"
Could not be more aptly applied
As there shines a light
for the showbiz
All the true ass niggaz, yup ya know this
But the others jock jockin me like they hoe is
Cause DJ Quik can be as funky as the douche
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
to be anounced
They're getting ready
Yeah I think their getting ready to go into the court room
Mr. Franklin, how can you say you promote christian
of beads
He could not be in the gallery
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
I guess alot of people in ya
I guess they can feel the realness you
They could feel the vibe
And I think hip hop
That's what I be tellin a lot
move to San Francisco
If only they knew they could be artists too
Woah woah woah it’s so good to be an artist
Woah woah woah its so good to be an artist
road, a constant struggle
And a true labor of love
To not only convince my peers and the
Public that I could be an artist
But to actually get that art
medication
We'll have more on this story as it develops"
"Shady Records recording artist Obie Trice
Has apparently survived a gunshot to the head
In what
the composer
The artist is to remain true to himself
And to let the chips fall where they may
Hey let's have some fun this time
An eye is but an I is but an eye
And could not see itself all along
For a song to be beautiful, the artist must be free
The flags that they will plant in
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
have right now points to some sort of connection with Kansas City based rap artist: Tech N9ne. Maybe a fan? You might remember Tech N9ne released
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
and the artist
Reflect it in their art
They forge their creativity
Closer to the heart
Yes, closer to the heart
Philosophers and plowmen
Each must know
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