Lyrics:
a fan that you can gain
They love it when you smile unaware that it's a strain
It's a curse you gotta live with when you born to entertain
Women need
A fishmonger who hasn't washed for a week.
A graphic artist who rinses so much he squeaks.
A butcher with knotted muscles and a potted belly.
Medical students,
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She takes
the family
Got to pay the bills
These niggas they fans of me, but they pretend to be enemies
I've got so many me's
I might start a label and call that shit TND
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
Catea
she holds the keys to Iad
Agrippina was her name
Twas I that she would sell
Oh what an Artist Dies in me
Oh what an Artist Dies in me
Oh what
thank you so much! There's, there's, oh my God, thank you! I wanna thank ATO, and I wanna thank Will Gatlin(?), Evan Frankfurt, you're the best! Shoutout
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
I did not diss Taylor Swift
And I've never dissed her
First thing is I'm an artist and as an artist
I will express how I feel with no censorship
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
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
Do you enjoy your sight inside?
Disconnect and let me drift,
Until my upside down is right side in.
Society must let the artist go,
To wander
reveals the plot
Age of thirty, curtain drop
Public enemy I am not
Oh what an artist dies in me
Hah
Oh what an artist dies in me
Oh what an artist dies
Oh shit I I can't believe it
I'm bout to become a artist
Remember from where I started never thought I'll become a artist!
an artist
Watching my own 'cus I'm going the farthest
Bitch stop it
I'm a go up to the ceiling fan
I'm a go up 'til they bill the man
Anything I want I'll
libali lyrics to be uploaded in the coming week as soon as these have been verified by the artist.
I am the number one most impactful artist of our generation
Ae Ganpat
Dekh Na Kaon
Chu**** Aaya hai ?
Sir Main Chu**** Nahi Hun
Sir Main Artist Hoon
Chote Shehar Se Ane Wala
Main Artist Hoon
Saraswati Maa Ka
Produced by Clayton E. Powell Jr.
Special Thanks to:
Artists Bootcamp Studios - Arlington, TX.
Legendary Mix
than Rollins and Coltrane
Better than being on the stand
Better than Ella Fitzgerald
Better than Miles' latest news
Better than Bill Evans' ballads
hug him tight
Gotta prove his love in family court tomorrow
Cause he and they mother fight
These other artists really don't know what to make of him
Like, it ain't gon' be the, the hot thing that it is, like
Really 'cause I say, I say like the fans, like, like, they expect this artist to be
They
ship has officially landed
A full-blown fan and always
One of the baddest
That's just part and parcel of
My starving artist status
The hunger for
Ey
Yeah man that sounds more like it
That sounds more like it
This building is on fire! (How many artists die everyday?)
This building is on fire!
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