Art is art, there ain't no comparison/
Grown men never should bite their tongue
My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art
See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard
The way i speak is state of the art
No wonder why when times get hard
And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart
Need to stay original and be myself say hey art
I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
This for my niggas that really rap hard
Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art
Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art
But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart
Big stacks, no lego bricks
In this known art of wits
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