Lyrics:
rap-art
Que su pasión es rapear
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
De Dr. dre ella es fan
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
A ella le encanta el rap-art
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
of art
Created a gas mask to save Tony Starks
Fuck the hour one, prowl the doctor on speed dial
Slid to the aisle fixed up the golden child
Exquisite
blast
I curse education system, curse rappers third class
Production mass har ek Gali engineers doctors
Missing art
Real life assumptions fail, unke jo
GALAHAD: B-but--
ZOOT: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet,
Doctor Winston, practice your art.
PIGLET: Try to relax.
GALAHAD: Are you
was pave for me and Dre. to create
Like Dr. Frankenstein the arts and crafts
Now could we make a difference
Antoine Patton and Andre Benjamin
Been
Dejando el pasado
Werum rennsch du de Geischter vor Vergangeheit nache
Hofnarr Gibe dr Shit u die Art wiene Hofnarr Gibe dr Shit u die Art wiene
Mir egau
be blowing out sparks like they topping'em charts
Nigga please Ima doctor that's creating this art
Been flipping packs in the dark with all'em rifles
of Fine Arts, dr west
Dr kanye West: I’m sorry
That was just my opinion
I am a pop artist so
My medium is public opinion and
The world is my canvas
"I’m
the bunch for a jolly pull at my jug of punch.
Ye learned doctors, with all your art, cannot cure a depression on the heart.
But even a cripple forgets his
they're
Beautiful
She redefined the doctor's art
Got up my nose and found my heart
Took time with me for tea and talk
A confluence of cheese and chalk
She
to mars
Come back to earth and I blow up the charts
I come in peace but I break a few hearts
I am the doctor of musical arts
I am the cure you’ll asking for
of punch
Let the doctors come with all their art
They'll make no impression upon my heart
Even the cripple forgets his hunch
When he's snuggled 'side
of punch
Let the doctors come with all their art
They'll make no impression upon my heart
Even the cripple forgets his hunch
When he's snuggled 'side
study,
he seems to long beyond the rest
of human race,
heavy deamons of the night now
are talking with my heart,
[Aurienne (Dr.Faustus):]
black arts will
people that I met.
If I had some education
To give me a decent start,
I might have been a doctor or
A master in the arts.
But I used my hands for
Loufe dür die Strasse, Hoodie dobe, schribe Parts
Yes, es chlepft ih dine Ohre Homie, Rap wie Martial Arts
Dr Nonplusultra Herkules, jede fingt hie
uusspiele langsam sich befriedige
Mit em handapparat handkanteschlag uff bruce lee art
Dr letscht nagel yygschlage vom aigene sarg
Eh futzduureni kreiselfahrt
on Mulholland Dr
Being sorry is an art you will never understand
Jamie was right, she don’t deserve this
LA isn’t sleeping until we collide
The eraser is erasing
country crocker
Your past your prime
Like a 60 yr old punk rocker
You can't be revive off hype
Somebody please get the doctor
Our father who art in heaven
future vishu you can start today
Mommy cooperate i dont wanna D R with dot I need a Doctor All I need Dr.Dre
Rap is a art and now its a part of me
Yeah?
hygiène, l'odeur fait peur
Elle l'appelle monsieur Selecto pendant qu'moi c'est Dr Pepper
Je pratique l'art d'être un homme, elle pratique l'art d'être une
tricky you missed me When I went poof
I miss Columbus what it do?
Raps and arts less Dr. Dre more Dr. Seuss
Let me paint while y'all followers try to lead
fight on Mulholland Dr
Being sorry is an art you will never understand
Jamie was right, she don't deserve this
LA isn't sleeping until we collide
They call me the master of the mystic arts
Doctors call me strange
Never know which body part to pick apart
Given a running start
I ain’t in it for
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