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Standing behind your art
Standing behind your art
Standing behind your art
Art art art art art

I just wanted a rhyme
Or to fit some words into

Oh nein
Komm check die Gang ist wieder mal vereint
Buy Or Die
House Of Arts
Way Out gehen auf eins
Pushe Pakete bis wir mal oben sind
Guck mal Step

like your throwing up a mask
Now you do cocaine tryna get yourself a blast
TrYna fill a void in something that is very very dark
But its the State of art

Art School Babe

Ray Davies

The Storyteller

1998

My art school babe with your palette-knives and brushes
Painted face, Egyptian eye-brows and bright red lips
Pale white make-up, tight black skirts

I'll paint you nude girl
Like you a french girl

Push it to start
I wanna push it to start
I'm just tryna make some art
Baby come let's go make art

been
'Cause I wrote the book, the study of
The ancient art of always fuckin' up

And I'm bleak by design, forget all my lines
I've burned all my

Line, line, its all in your mind.
Vertical, horizontal, thick or fine.
Angular, curved or perfectly straight.
I can use a line to draw a shape.

Form

I dip my brush in some paint and then swipe the surface
All this art I created, it's never perfect
Color outside the lines to find a purpose
I'm

Line, line, its all in your mind.
Vertical, horizontal, thick or fine.
Angular, curved or perfectly straight.
I can use a line to draw a shape.

Form

gotta spread it out with the fam, I love my bros
(Bitches)
And you know Will Of Art be the gang,
They screaming out WOA (WOA!)
(Bitches)
Bitch tell me you

last days and times
Dope fiend tracks
And opium in nice smooth stacks
And Lines
Lines, Lines, Lines
Lines, Lines, Lines
Join the spectacle
Excited
Cause

I be seeing colors 
And cross-eyed dollars
I be feeling some type of way
Hungover from yesterday
Can't finish this line 
So far behind 
I'm doing

the art 
Been going straight 
Hard in the art
They couldn't see me 
Living with them stars
Couldn't see me 
Living like a star
I swear that young boy
Came

One for the one that love you 
Two for the double Double
Down Kings what we bring baby 
Double trouble, double Trouble Funk
To wake you out your art

time
You have to know the definition
Front to back
Before you redefine
Reading lines from brighter days
scribbled on notepads
Or notepad
Thinking you

and heralds it his own
And thinks he's the new Jesus but what do you think about it
Louis puts the world to rights with squiggly lines
She frames it

crossed the line
Why you can’t apologise

Who do you, who do you think you are
Loving me like I’m broken glass
Touching me like a work of art
(Who do you,

doesn’t know what their about

But you
You wanna grab it all
Sculpt someone without a mold
Hey, I’m ready to glow
So- oo

Paint me, every line
Paint me, my

curate all my dreams
With colors bursting at the seams
No dotted lines, I knew it right from the start
Baby you're modern art
When you put paint to brush

black and white
So come and color my world tonight
And don't you stay inside the lines
Push my boundaries, oh oh oh

Love me like it's an art
Paint all

Now here's a one on one on how to spit barz nd verbarlize/
ccknowledge me m from the skul of rap i got the syllabus/
Its rap art lyricist born nd

at the door
There's a man that you should see
A generation X Bukowski who knows about life

The life imitating art

Well, I saw him today hanging out at the old

nice to know you
I loved all of our time
Maybe I'll see you down the line
You know you never knew my worth
Honestly neither did I

All

When you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so precious
Bitch,