Lyrics:
I was waiting for something
Maybe flying machines
That's when I found Lily
The best I've ever seen
Put her on the ceiling
Try to make her my
I was waiting for something
Maybe flying machines
That's when I found Lily
The best I've ever seen
Put her on the ceiling
Try to make her my
with good work missionary baptist church
Now I seen yo' video, you won't come and be doin that mess in my church
Get yo hand off me
Order in
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
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Pardon me, your epidermis is showing, sir
I couldn't help but note your shade of melanin
I tip my hat to the colorful arrangement
Cause I see
a ride
Take a space ride with a cowboy, baby
Why-yi-yi, yippie-yi-yay, yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yay
Why-yi-yi, yippie-yi-yay, yippie-yi-yo
A pastel scene in front of me
A rose’s stem between my teeth
Art’s not precious if the artist’s hand is not present
A few last names
A white-walled place
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
Which is the name of Creator God
Artist God"
You wanna call God "Artist?"
At some point tonight before you go to bed, be like
"Yo, Elohim," and He'll
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
I am a pop artist so my medium is
Public opinion and the world is my canvas
'I’m sorry' is something that you can
Use a lot it gives
You
yo what an artist said, they're going
Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!
Brad's off twisting a win
And I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never late
woke up in the morning, and I roll me a 8th It's about time cause I needed my space
Fuck is you talking about, move out at my pace Fuck is you
ofreces tu amistad sin otra excepción
Sé que hay otro hombre
Que ha logrado lo que yo jamás a ti te di
Un hogar, una familia, un buen porvenir
Perdón
I've got a mellowship, I've got a fellowship
I've got a nonstop "yo swan" hello chip
Born to adore the big bad bison
Thunderstorm and a man like
never ask the question "Who's the man behind the red mask?"
About to a driveby on MC's so listen
Aiyyo!
Yo my mic check is Robo Tech
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
Really don't wanna be in your arms tonight
I'll just use my covers to stay warm tonight
Think I'm better off here all alone tonight
Ain't no checkin'
of Fine Arts, dr west
Dr kanye West: I’m sorry
That was just my opinion
I am a pop artist so
My medium is public opinion and
The world is my canvas
"I’m
the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yuh (my baby)
Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo' mama (yeah)
Had some real conversations with my nigga,
I am guilty, I do use it
I am the reason
We outta space
Counter blast, interstellar facial full
Bumper sticker on my rocket's ass
"Go home
I’m an artist
Artist
I live for the life I create
I’m an artist
Artist
An artist
Artist
And I’m sensitive about my shit
So much to say
At the same
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