Lyrics:
Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica (yo, yo) (about Erica Kane)
She's Erica, Erica, Erica
She's Erica, Erica, Erica, Erica (yeah, yeah)
She's Erica, Erica, Erica
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
to Tennessee
I wonder if she's ever gonna think about me
Well, dear palm trees and palm readers
Tattoo artist and make believers
Please tell her next time
Listen up and I'll tell a story
About an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory
Others aren't so bold
And everyone in friends
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
He'll be rewarded for never maturing
For never understanding or learning
That every day can't be about him
to them mastery over all you have made
You've made me a partner with you
I wish to think my preaching was mostly about you
And you're not gonna like this
[ VERSE 1: Big Daddy Kane ]
Give a demonstration
To the whole rap world rhythm nation
And take a taste of this verbal vibration
With more color
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,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
D-Nice.. Scott LaRock.. KRS-One, I think that's me
And you know what? I'm down with BDP
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
So right about this time
You should
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
to stay
Won't you tell me where I've gone astray?
Please answer me, my love
If you're happier without me
I'll try not to care
But if you still think about
There I was, in this room, with all these amazing artists
and all I could think is, I don't have enough followers on Spotify or YouTube to even
think anyone ever will
It's a problem that you have
And this problem's made you ill"
Listen up and I'll tell a story
About an artist growin' old
you wanted to shorten something, let me know
If you wanna edit it and play with it, cool
But I think that's really where I'm at right now
In terms
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
rolling and rocking
It's one time I'm glad I'm not a man
Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping
I'm in heaven
With the maven of funk mutation
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