Art est une chanson en Anglais
One bar in, the definition of a hot start N.E.R.D., catch me grindin' on a cop car
Instrumental murder, where's the outline
Chalk mark, they wanna tag along Niggas must've heard I got bars
Steady speakin' top marks, my tree game is A-grade
Bout to have the block tart, my shootings and it's heyday
Heard you need a hit, man, my shot is out your pay grade
A-side, take play, take the vocals out the pot
To serve a junkie, bass waves too high Mayday, May 1st, made the joint
And smoked your ass the same day Stay hearse, drivin' the AIM suede
Similar to games, then things start wildin' Part man, part amazing, and I'm part childish
Cigar chain in the back of the scarf My art polished, Christopher Wallace
Sawed off, NBA told you that I don't play, I called off
X-Things, gonna wanna ring, phone call Could it be the hours or the drink while I
Doze off
Sam Raimi, how I make a scene with this bone saw
Casual rap fans, they on the search for the hook now
But this the part where niggas spot can get took out
Turn the setting tragic like a page in a book now
Some claim king, but they rook now My favorite MCs need to look out
I was sneakin' shawty in and had to use the twin sides
Like Ben left and Ben right, always tell the truth, yeah
Never lie, that's why I been tight Katana type of pen will leave a dent in your
Windpipes I need a ass so fat, somethin' on her doesn't
Sit right Slap a rack on top of that, we gonna have
To get right She gon' take me out my way so I might call
Her misguide Normal days for us, but to her, every night's
A big night Loyally and to the fullest, how it look I
Live like Watch your steps, it be the ones that line
The floor with tripwire If niggas gearin' up for shots, well I suggest
They misfire I was buildin' up a throne while they were
Watchin' Empire Loyally and to the fullest, how it look I
Live like Watch your steps, it be the ones that line
The floor with tripwire If niggas gearin' up for shots, well I suggest