Lyrics:
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
Introduction:
I don't know I can't imagine like
the motivation behind some of these fucking
bullshit artists
Like these fucking uhhmm Luke
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
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I see ya, oh yeah. We're all artists here
And after all
An artist has got to suffer hey
An artist has got to suffer
An artist has got to suffer
Am I
Who is Prophiavelli
Prophiavelli is the world's greatest music artist
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's heart art melt
And then my sentimental guard drops
Sending me searching for my heart mop
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's
Musical Artist
Singer and songwriter
Superstar | super model
Actor
of the enchantment Navajo
I have seen your redrock
Canyons out of gallop
I have walked upon your Arizona hills
At crownpoint I watched an artists painting
All
artist
Im just ah underground
Im just ah underground
I'm just underground Artist
I record it in the closet
I'm still living in the basement
Shoe box is
Columbia Records
While dealin' with what the country Colombia jungles had left us
First time you heard of Nas, I prolly was under some pressure
Gun in
a hotel room in New York city
'Round about the time a friend or ours, little Steven,
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheid
This is
Ja, dank für's Zuhören, support real artists, wie flex barker
Ja, danke für's Zuhören, support real artists, respekt respect.
Gully Bop is the artist raised from the ghetto, Gully Bop, Bop
All rights reserved by the artist @CassinoMcs
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Liz csaro is an alternative rock artist from New York City
KAULAH BIDADARI KU
ARTIST MAHDY
KAULAH BIDADARI KU
came down, pitter-pat
Say, 'What'd you think, it's raining outside?'
You said, "So what"
You turned the record player on
Had a smoke, stood up
was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against
the moment I quit recording
Quick, record this
Listen I'm warming up and you're misinformed if
You think that I'm slipping up, this ain't sick enough, then
Now technically speakin' I ain't 'sposed to be doin' this
Like givin' information to the ones that are new to this
You want to make a record
and the artist
Reflect it in their art
They forge their creativity
Closer to the heart
Yes, closer to the heart
Philosophers and plowmen
Each must know
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