Lyrics:
(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
my pocket
How I'm buryin' these artists
On a scale of turnt you're minus
Mine says very, yours says hardly
And what's scary is you probably can
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
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
They never been ready, yeah, I know, yeah, know, yeah
100K spread 'cross the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of y'all fuckin' with the flow, yeah,
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
どう呼ばれたって (たって) 構わない I don't care, I don't care
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
やりたいように
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
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,
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
Spoken:
Now Mouseketeers
there's one thing we want you
always to remember.
Come along and sing our song
and join our family
M-I-C
K-E-Y
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did was for nothing
Why don't I just let it be?
I'm thankful to young lovers
New York
(yeah, yeah)
(Desires for what you have, okay)
So, as He works deep in your heart
As you call out to Him, and say
I'm here doin' it, man
Help me want
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
Who's the leader of the club,
That's made for you and me?
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E!
Hey there! Hi there! Ho there!
Your as welcome as can be,
before I peddle a dime
Line for line, whose the best artist, the rest y'all garbage
But it's awkward, it's ass backwards, they still spinning your
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,
yeah
뜨거운 나라 도시 읍면동
사람 사는 곳이다그렇지 뭐 어때
내눈속에 담을거야 감각적인
artist artist 그건 call it love
artist artist artist
artist artist artist
artist artist artist call
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
and get dressed 'cause I'm fly?
Why not get all of these chips? I'm that guy
Why not? Not why? (Why?)
Why not? Not why? (Why?)
Why not go hard every
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