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of time?
The artist, the painter, our creator
She knows no sleep, nor rest
The giver, the taker, the art and the maker
Breathing the life in you
The yield

worth twice that
I'd buy a ring for you worth twice that
But clearly I'm uh artist like a painter
And clearly this a banger
Clearly I'm an artist like uh

Northern Industrial Town

Billy Bragg

William Bloke

1996

And there's plenty of artists around
Painters, steal cars, poets, nicked guitars
'Cause we're out of the black and we're into the red
So give us this day our

Truckload of Art

Terry Allen

Lubbock (On Everything)

1979

Once upon a time
Sometime ago back on the east coast
In New York City, to be exact
A bunch of artists and painters and
Sculptors and musicians

colors just like the aurora
I can not ignore her 

She fallin', an angel 
An artist, a painter
Sees the good in people can't no body hate her 
A book full

at a mission
I feel your fucking pain but this your song you got this pimpin
This is for you 
The up and coming artist 
The painter who's in class instead

you'll see no hulk
See ma frame small, but against all-
Odds I still found strength to defeat all vultures
cnd I do it for the culture
The artist

encouraged the distinction
Or if he was a man turned
God once we deemed him

So the artist, the painter, the demi-God
Wished he never painted anything he saw

the chamber, to make it
That's why I do everything major
I don't got the time for these haters, so later
Cuz I am an artist no painter
I murder your army, clean

regardless
When did I become so heartless, oh
Some things you just won't know, tonight

Artist, entertainer, painter, pro skater
Blonde hair dyer, gamer, mask

the only thing i wanna think about
Oh lord, oh lord don't blame it on me
I'm prayin' everynight you get me through this shit alive

Whether you're an artist

Watching the young folks
Who're passing you by

Artists and painters along Place du Têtre
They'll make you a mem'ry for ever
Don't even move your hands
Just

my beauty stagger
Deep within love I stand

Eastern light it warms my crown
Handing freedom back to man
Deep within love I stand

Artist painters come

they aint us
Im in the stu yea I'm a artist like the painters
My mic in hand I'm Leonardo with a paintbrush
I paint her face and then I call her Mona

a stranger
Cause you know me

Back to basics
We should our places
We should know our acres
We're artists, we're painters
I was facing, trials and tribulations

my baggage

I'm an artist I be painter (I be painter)
I'm painting lyrics you can dig (you can dig o)
My mama prayers be everything
(adura mama mi)
She

an montage it
GrindStein
That man is important
He went an montage it
The Artist
The portrait painter

other
And next thing you know we're in The station
We're into to the same crafts she Makes music too, producer, artist, Graphic designer, painter, man I

and silvered
One side pulled blue, stoop of apology

Grief is an artist with its painter's eye for detail
And its refusal of outside obligations
Oh, the details

me a rockstar
Call me a rager
I got the money ya
Counting that paper
She lookin bad
Ya call her Darth Vader
I am an artist I am not painter
Fadeaway

a musician, I am a creator,
I'm an artist, a diva, a painter, a preacher
Stylists can't buy this, I'm platinum, I'm diamond
I'm gold, bitch, don't try it
I'ma

of an artist
Hanging on the painter's wall
Doesn't try to be dishonest
But you know it can't tell all
You're just a fool like me
And fools like us believe what