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artist
Line a nigga up, but they are not no barbers
The black man don't want to see
The black man having chicken
The woman is influenced by the gram
So she

you just fake it
Another artist's line you just take it
And you saying that's real
I'm sorry to reveal
The truth
You are nothing but a bum so forget

dispersed into thin air
Why the hell would I wanna be there when you make it
You are not a star you just fake it
Another artist's line you just take it

podhu.
Manikavum evanayinum naan ninaipthillai theedhu.
Artist line up la per irukano,
Im G.O.A.T nu sila per varuvanga su summa aatinu.
Avargaluku

The beauty side like an
Artist's line
Cuz you got some shape
To have both that's hard
To find
Me, i'm tryna dig a little
Deeper
Finding the meaning of a
True

Karde tipsy drive, mahaul set inspite
The artist line up bland ye whine karte bas hype up, fuddu fight club
Signature flows hain ye Tipsy ke
No

You're an artist 
Drawing lines on the walls 
I'm hoping that it comes off 
But not until you talk 
You're a bird watcher 
Pointing up to the sky

Atlanta act alike
Breaking artist status line:
Rapping How It's Really Been
She say she a socialite
Barely got a social life
I know what your posts are like

I come with lion fire
is the type of vibration that might inspire
cliffhanger and I'm climbing higher
pass the hardest trapeze artist without lines

to me a verse  
A refrain and a middle eight 
And I'll give to you
A discordant break

An artists' hard line
Has soft sensitivity
So when you first take

arsonist, words ignite, leaving the crowd astonished
I'ma paint a picture with my rhymes like an artist, every line I drop, it's pure linguistic
I'm

chorus
You're a damn great artist
Bass line 따라 움직이는 네 손이
진동하게 해 허릴
And you're gonna say

She said yes, oh no no
She said yes, oh no no no
Make you

made the hoes
My full love like the mic distorted
Fiber artist really I don’t like these artist
Every motherfuckin’ line that you
Write is garbage
Every

to be when you're alone

Lanterns grinning in the darkness, passionless, divine
Words in anger, high aggression, tread a thin, thin line
Artist in

chasin pussy 
Pussy blowing up my line 
Artist on the rise
Star in my own eyes 
You hatin ass niggas need a job or get a life
Big ass wedding ring

at the shows 
No I'm not a slave I'm an artist 
Along the line respect for that got disregarded 
My music is the pain the happy and the brawlic 
If that ain't

ya eyes
Ahhhhhhh
In certain times I'm certain I'm an artist with cursive lines
That need to be locked inside the Guggenheim
My pen paint Basquiats

Then instantly 
Tell if I'm lying
With no forensics 
Mamas intuition 
Combined
With pops wisdom
Designed 
The artist penning these lines
But back to mama

Became a ghost to chase some other ghosts, séance intertwined with the
Stanzas I keep jotting, like an artist with they line
Threw some bonds inside

getting to me
Trying
It's burning up
Heating up
You can taste
Am I sweet enough
Silk sheets
Against yo body
I'm liking what you started
Can I be your artist

was on the struggle bus
Now artists hit the line just hoping they can fuck wit us
Numbers we gon run it up
Rock in the stew boy
Yeah we cooking

it's not fine
I'm an artist
Drawing the line
Eradicating the swine
Why can't we just be more kind
It seems that we've become blind
To all the shit in our

proud?

You were the artist sketching the lines that defined the frame
The foundation to add colour into
Throughout the years I've turned this painting

comfort each and every day
So appealing, it festers deep in my bones

Long drifting holding on
To a tangled mess line Artist drawn
The silhouette