Lyrics:
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
my voice back let me start off sayin' that
I appreciate the fans around the world that had my back
And I just wanna thank God upstairs for keeping His
been a man and you won't understand
Spree wheels looking like a
Bed room ceiling fan
When the beef start cooking
And the shots start coming
Don't
have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape
But my hands were tied
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder
Let me hammer him
And I feel like, you know
If you're gonna be an artist
There's a time when you just have, you know
Embrace the responsibility
And I'm just sayin'
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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of fans, journalists and well wishers have gathered merely to catch a glimpse of the artists formerly known as fresh prince.
This album premiere marks Will
Well she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul
And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone
Bitch I am a artist Not a fuckin fan
Getten to the money duffle bag big bread
Mixen up the vocals the lyrics I spit be hot
Finish up the album
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
that Escalade BP 'cause I might be a target (bulletproof)
My fans screamin' at me, say I'm they favorite artist (favorite artist)
Pay what I want, no
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
She an artist type
And I know all about other artist types
'Cause I'm an artist type
And she an archetype for the songs she write
She been out all
liked
I don't want to be liked because I was so
Dig down in your soul
And look to the sky above
Being liked is nothing
When you could be loved god is love
She wasnt the first
But she was an artist
He wasnt the worst
But he was an artist
They thought they were cursed
As if that made a difference
Then god
I want to thank everyone who assisted me with my album
To my fans around the globe, your love is greatly appreciated
For those who want to become
I got four good reasons why I can't go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist whose hand is demure
Every artist dies alone
So baby send a picture lemme know that no ones home
With you, with you, with you
Every artist dies alone
So baby send
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