Lyrics:
a various artist compilation
But it's just me and HB and this shit take concentration
Niggas know I don't drop this often, so cherish it (so cherish it)
I'll sometimes look at other artists who
Seem larger than life and wonder
"Am I not supposed to be here?"
I always knew I'd spend my whole life
NAT KING COLE LYRICS
Nature Boy
:Artist: Nat King Cole
-from his "The Greatest Of Nat King Cole" LP-Capitol SLB-6803
-peak Billboard position # 1
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
why yo' girl heart is in a slang
Call me Heartbreak Drake, I'm the hardest one to tame
As a man I'm just honest, as a artist I'm a king
With my own
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
can't wait
To burn it to the ground
You told me yes
You held me high
And I believed when you told that lie
I played soldier, you played king
just to study my technique
I make the best darn waffles this world has ever seen
I'm the Waffle King (Waffle King)... yeah
Waffle King (Waffle King
Where all the Pettys ran
What kept the motors running
Way back then, were you the fans
He won seven at Daytona
It was STP and forty-three
King
why your girl heart is in a sling
Call me "Heartbreak Drake", I'm the hardest one to tame
As a man, I'm just honest, as an artist I'm a king
With my
REST IN POWER TO THE KING OF POP MJ
REST IN POWER TO THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS PRINCE
LOVE & PROSPERITY!!!
as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street corners
Fans meet to mourn us, while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to warn us
We
Here's to the man
Here's to the king
He taught the singers how to sing
When he sang of love
He seem to know and any place he'd sing aobut
I wanna go
applause we are di kings we wear crowns
Gentleman and the king of dancehall bear joy bear smile and dem still a wear frown
So me a send respect to whole di
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
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
hear, "You're the best artist ever"
Below Elohim, crowned like kings and queens with glory and magnificence
You have delighted, You have delegated
herself
Find comfort with a stranger and sing
She never took much notice
In the courtesy of kings
She had pictures of Cuban artists
And paintings from
Carter zone
Don't want to be a dope MC living in his momma's home
Or speaking to my fans in a starving artist tone
Unknown zones I roam with mind
to pick up the pieces, they follow us Kings 'til the sundown.
Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down.
Everybody wanna sound like, sound
a moustache
Must-a had much cash, too
Worth a king's ransom
Charlie Chaplin, he was invited
When these artists became united
When these artists became
the superstar recording artist
Transitions to independent status
After a successful twelve years at Shady
Aftermath interscope, during which time he
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