Lyrics:
write it on your walls
Cause that's what walls are for
He is an artist.
I used to be a famous artist
Proud as I could be
Struggling to express myself
For the whole world to see
I used to blow my mind sky high
Lightens that invisible load
Riding on a nameless quest
Haunting that wilderness road
Like a ghost rider
Just an escape artist
Racing against the night
with
Not blameless for the straps and the dope that I hold
The sacks that I sold
Kept my baby out the cold and her belly full of food
And her back never
Been at it for 13 years
Everyone thought I'd be droppin' the ball
Though, feeling my ending nears
Not planning to stop and I'm ready to brawl
While
I'm not an artist anymore
Searching for pretty words has become a chore
The paper's a desert
The pallet's dull and bored
I'm not an artist anymore
Oh
translated, you know you my baby
Anything for you, anything baby
I do not wanna be enemies baby
I would just much rather give you a baby
And buy you
much a part of my life
Of course, the biggest thanks goes to you
For giving me the opportunity to relate my feelings
Of Christmas through
Listen up and I'll tell a story
About an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory
Others aren't so bold
And everyone in friends
to mine
On Sunday
My day off
You know, Franz, I believe that artist is drawing us
Huh? Who?
Monsieur's friend
Monsieur would never think
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
before Mitch Bade
This laid, the foundation for me to get paid
This day, you can still hear that gangster on a sick page
Now I'm flyin' high but dyin's, my
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
the right way
Every other artist do it for me today
When I call you answer ready for the feature Ye
Got Drizzy up next this will be a great day
My whole
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
them, you know I mean?
All the artists , who, you know, the original songs and shit
You know, love 'em all
And, uh, man, shout-out to the fans for
We've been together for a long, long while
We've seen some bad and better days.
But heart and soul are meant for all time
These are the keys we can't
MCQUEEN: You've been on the
Scene as an artist
Now for 10 years, which is impressive
Given the level of interest and
Artistry that you've managed
And whoever you are it was
Made with you in mind"
Lu is an artist that is focused on delivering
For her fans and living a higher purpose
Follow along with Lu
I’ve begun to soon descend
Like the sun into the sea
And I thank my lucky stars
From here to eternity
For the artist that you are
And the man you
then, so anxious
It ain't how we live, it's what he said, he did it for Brooklyn
This I took in, sent chills through my skin
Vicious, I'm experiencin'
foot maaga and favor drumstick dem
And mi locks curl up like some old cerosse bush dem
He hear it from my fans dem....well...alright then
Weh mi do
the contradiction is, i do
Fight for artists, but in
That fight I somehow
Was disrespectful to artists iI didn’t
Know how to say
The right thing the perfect thing i
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
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