Lyrics:
to the side, regardless
An' just be role models, parents, artists
We can make a change an' we can make it the hardest
If you gon' make the babies, you make
Martin Luther King
En elke avond
De hel van Vietnam
En Johnson was een moordenaar
En Nixon en Watergate
En Crosby Stills Nash and Young
En love peace en
What is art? You know, what is art?
Is art something gay people do to get back at their fathers? Could be
What is an artist?
What makes a great
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
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home
I moan the whole night long
I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I done you
know the name
Jeezy like to drink
Jeezy like to smoke
Jeezy like to mix arm and hammer with his coke
Jeezy at the trap
Jeezy like to grind
Jeezy
Hey, Bill Bailey, don't look now but somebody's calling you
Who, why, your lady friend, that's who
If I were you, If I were you, I'd get my little
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
history
George Zimmerman still walking around
That's a mystery
But I guess we some rebels with no flags
Seven shots to the ruby red
Rebels I'm burning your
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
(Hey, Bill Bailey, Don''t look now but somebody''s calling you.
Who? Why, your lady friend, that''s who.
If I were you, If I were you, I''d get
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
And you say New York City
Uh-huh, put your hands together
Young, uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yes (yes)
I'm from the '80s
Home of the heroin
Era
And you say New York City
Uh-huh, put your hands together
Young, uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yes (yes)
I'm from the '80s
Home of the heroin
Era
the prologue?
Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young but desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
can call yourself and artist
But the devil don’t care
Call yourself an artist but the devil don’t care
Stillman cried, ran from the creek
His men were
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!
em down young jeezy
Don't you let em down young jeezy
No no no no no
Noooooo
Jeezy don't do it
[Verse 2:]
I done been through so much real life done
from heaven on your heart
Through their singing
As an artist, Rhonda Montgomery
Exemplifies piano artistry
That's Rhonda! An artist!
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