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)
contrast so it's layers to my writin'
God fearin', but I'm Guy Fisher
Yeah, God hearin', but I'm gone fishin'
I'm an artist, drug dealer, foreign car keys
A gruesome hell for the masochistic
deaf to the dinner bell
‘Cause artists eat applauses
Artists eat applauses
Artists eat applauses
Artists eat themselves
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
of being white (what?)
You can't say the n word without startin' a fight (what's up my nigga?)
Couldn't dance to a beat, I'd have two left feet
Even if I
Gon play tough like you don't get it
Choppa whipping shit just like a virus, fuck round you might catch it
Think I talk to Miley Cyrus cuz my white
the smoke can catch the hands like Detroit
Not fighting Irish they Miley Cyrus
Wrecking balls that sit in silence
I come around and they fire sirens
Like
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
that's low as cocaine was
Martin had a dream, nigga, I did too
To make it out the hood, rich, bitch, off that stoup
So, I took it that thaw, and hit
We are the artists
We are the artists
Picasso Da Vinci Cezanne
Rembrandt Velazquez Kandinsky
Monet Michelangelo Van Eyck
Turner Durer Caravaggio
We
a cypher
While waving off all the snipers
And bringing in Miley cyrus
Expecting all artists to shatter
After the wrecking ball at my beck and call
Aim
Towards the rich archaic heavens; towards the lack diorama
You are the artist of the texture
That plays with the mantle of the earth
When
we heartless (heartless)
I'm a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I'm gon' hit my targets (voom voom)
VVS's drippin' off my chain, hoe
biscotti Fly a ten to a private island
White V6, they on Miley Cyrus 2050 coupe robotic
AMG, it's a prototype All these bitches wanna be my wife
Pack in, got
Check this out,check this out,
RAP
This guy's a choke artist
Ya catch a bad one
Your better off shootin yourself
With Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin up
an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like you
You wanted perfect
You got
she never seen a chain like this, like this (huh, never, yeah)
That's a white bitch (white bitch), look like Miley Cyrus (Miley, bitch)
Whip in a baby
fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma start this
Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my
accounted for, double M the crew
Death Row, fast life
Foreclosed on my past life
The white man call us stupid niggas
We spend it all, nothing for our
was a artist, she could draw, her name Tracy
She always outta line, making Mona Lisa faces
And we argue all the time, but we fuck like we crazy
She
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
I had a man
Let's call him Sam
And Sam will never understand
How we live, we are the artists
You gotta know once you dip your toes in the ocean that
Getting donations like preachers
Hit Miley Cyrus for feature
Bitch I'm piped up like alfalfa
Ate in the middle two bitches like Malcom
And you ain't got
the crew
Death Row, fast life
Foreclosed on my past life
The white man call us stupid niggas
We spend it all, nothing for our children
Had it all, now it's
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