Lyrics:
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
can spot an artist every time
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened long ago
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
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
Here we are two very bewilder'd people
Here we are two babes that are lost in the wood
We're not quite certain what has happen'd to us
This lovely
of people
A lot of record promoters and
A lot of artists i mean it's like
It's music that you gotta touch and feel
You know what I'm sayin'
And I think that
skin
And when I feel it, you're wearing thin
But I've got a plan
Why don't you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer
Here we are two very bewildered people
Here we are two babes that are lost in the wood
We're not quite certain what has happened to us
This lovely
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
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
2, 1)
[Chorus: x4]
Phone home
Weezy
And if you feel like your the best
Then go head do the Weezy wee
And
Phone home
Weezy
Phone home
Weezy
begin transmission in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Phone home! Weezy
Phone home! Weezy
Phone home! Weezy
Phone home! Weezy
And if you feel like you're the best
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
weak and they say
It doesn't matter anymore
And the Spirit of God says
I'll infuse you with desires
With what you have and what's in front of you
here on the stage at Billboard Music Award
Oh my gosh
And it is so great to see all the artists we admire
And feel honored to be in this category
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
a poet, so that I could express,
What I, what I like to say,
I wish I was an artist, so that I could paint a picture
Of how I feel, how I feel today,
a poet so I could express
What I'd, What I'd like to say, yeah
I wish I were an artist so I could paint a picture
Of how I feel, of how I feel today
Morning fields of amber gray
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
bitches like I'm Thomas Rhett
Look what God gave her make me wanna flex hey
Center Point Road whippin' a Corvette uh
Unless you wanna die don't fuck with my
And the whole Queensbridge mafia, can I say that?
Now, Nas, you have a different stock
I, I, I, I know
There's a lot of rappers out there
Who I'm sure you
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