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I'm ready for war. Oh, I'm ready
Lil' nigga, better keep your mouth shut. If you ain't, I'm ready for war

Top of the line, state of the art
So when I

used
Confused between love and abuse
How did the lines get so blurred
Is this art of being hurt?
Can I make it past this pain
How do I know if I'll be OK

Champions of Red Wine

The New Pornographers

Brill Bruisers

2014

We are champions of red wine
We're poured all over
It's what we're known for
The fine art of crossed lines
Crossed for old times
Like starting

Big Business

Dilated Peoples

Neighborhood Watch

2004

of the devoted in line:
We call it art, some call it a crime
it's the rap Michael Moore, like Bowling for Columbine
on drums, Fahrenheit, 9-1-1
Al Queda hit

Neighborhood Watch

Dilated Peoples

Neighborhood Watch

2004

new to me
I even corrected what the public school system tried to do to me
Here's a spark encoded in rhyme and love for everyone of the devoted in line

to me is real art
every line is fire 
it's got a hazardous warning 
liable to cause a spark

dont get it twisted 
I understand the game is viscous 
I'm

six below
So here I go, I display for you my art
Every line up in my mind, every rhythm in my heart
N shout out my producer, helie, for puttin’ in his

There's a fine line between pornography and art
But I can't tell where one ends and one starts
I'll write my caption 20 times
Cause nothing's good enough

as the fire starts internally
Higher art, every line of thought is burning free
Right or wrong, I fight with god but he ain’t hurting me
My tires strong, so

upstairs 
Know he coming first 
What a time to be alive 
This right here top of the line 
State of the art state of mine 
I Believe one of a kind 
Good girls

rap beats hella bad
Make my mark, like my name is Art, hello
Lines went over their heads, eyes squint so
You can catch a glimpse of the sun's bright

Style, meine Art, meine Lines 
Meins, ihr habt es nie gehört ey
Ihr habt es nie gemacht ey
Ihr wisst nicht was ich tue EY
Ihr wisst nicht was ich mein' Ey

hard enough
The hickey line on your body
Art inspiring lust
So I love all of your juices and orifices
I love it when you sweat and bleed and drip
I might

to draw the line
Between life and art and victory and failure
I cant focus on ya, how am I supposed to tell ya?
When you're heart is something I'm supposed

a mason
I made it in my thoughts
So everywhere i go is forced to be apart of rulas arc
Come sip from tharulas heart
My brain has no boarder lines a state

may be ace, but you bet I can appreciate
The subtle nuance that comes with "interpretive art"
So line the mares up, one by one
I know they wanna have

I can't control the way I feel
It says so crystal clear
The proof that I'm not stable is here
On the dotted line
A work of art that the doctor signed

my heart
Abandoning change perverting the art
Finishing lines I'm back to the start
Can't stand down if I'm on the fence
That's profound, profound

dream of you and they try to silver line it
The subtle art of getting around
Tell me what you like, and you can show me what you've found

Beautiful crazy

lines
They ensure the
Art shines
Keeping those
Deadlines
When they sign
Sign off on our designs
Pencil and dream's the key
A little bit of ink is all you

fall right into line
Our chaos makes art
Everything is gonna be just fine

If you're lacking a muse
And the sky's gaining weight
Trust it's not only you

rush me

Just trying to let go
Don't want to break your heart
It's an escape, it's an art
The line I walk between, promise and lies

Just ride me like

right or wrong
Tortured stuck in my mind
Drawing lines to nowhere
Abstract art peering through the holes
Passed out, knocked down, sinking through

still waiting
Till we become one

Look at the stars, waiting to shine
Reading a book while they're waiting in line

Let's make some art just you and me