Van Gogh
Van Buren
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Now am I Van Buren, or Van Gogh Don't think I'll see the fame, till I go And if I gotta die, to go gold At least they know I wrote, from my soul (My soul, oh) Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah I feel like Pablo, Picasso But they want me to die Like Van Gogh Oh no no Unappreciated, my art don't get curated They ain't gon' love me till my body bout to be cremated They gon' discover all my work and be like wait he made it He was so underrated But the undertaker already took em to the grave Pour a drink out for me and then let the records play And let the record show, my departed soul Had a lot of good ideas that you fronted on from the go I'm not rapper I'm a filmmaker I can write the movie on this little paper You'll see it in your mind like it's real baby Other rappers Michael Bay I'm more like Scorsace I came up with great ideas while I was poor pay me They wanna let me die make me get it posthumous And when you see me on the film it's like a ghost in this A poltergeist in clothes so nice that you would think he rose to life Actually he's already dead, you people stole his life Now who am I, who am I, who am I Now am I Van Buren, or Van Gogh Don't think I'll see the fame, till I go And if I gotta die, to go gold At least they know I wrote, from my soul (My soul, oh) Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah I feel like Pablo, Picasso But they want me to die Like Van Gogh Oh no no They want me dead before I can complete my life's work And I want me dead so I can get the credit I deserve They said fake it till you make it, that might be the wave Cause if I fake my death they'll only have good things to say I will not die obscurity I need financial security Scream in your ear till you hearing me Or until you call security Escort me off of the premises You sleep on me then you my nemesis I wrote the book on it Genesis I'm a team player with ten assists Yeah, my whole team gotta eat Like everyday the last supper cause we got some enemies Pulling chairs up to the table, the Cain to my Able Send shots when I ain't looking but the blows not fatal They can't wait for me to fade away But I just keep hitting fade aways And I can drive in the paint all day This artist ain't putting his paint away I bout to paint out my pain today Maybe my wallet see change today Now who am I, who am I, who am I Now am I Van Buren, or Van Gogh Don't think I'll see the fame, till I go And if I gotta die, to go gold At least they know I wrote, from my soul (My soul, oh) Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah I feel like Pablo, Picasso But they want me to die Like Van Gogh Oh no no
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