Looking in my bag for an old rap
Can’t find one it’s a new one
Laying on this track
Looking through my backpack
Trying to find my weed sack
Lace-up hit that
It’s time to murder this track
Label this a diss track
Or a list of the best of
Fake copycats out there
Industry b#tches run by fake
Scene snitches looking for riches
Always last to pay the Art
It’s like a tranquilizer dart
To an animal feasting on the hearts
In cold blood
No wonder Noah made the ark in the flood
The artist is like a worm in the mud
So innocent as the birds circle above like vultures
As the birds circle above like vultures
Like vultures
Right now I don’t give no f#cks
You don’t like this? Suck!
Right now I don’t give no f#cks
You don’t like this? Suck!
If you knew the truth
It’s not hard work that gets you where you’re going
I can give you proof
Of a life lived trying am I lying
Is this a myth
This time I’m a f#ckin do it for me
No hand outs brown nose
“Will you play my CD?”
I don’t give a f#ck if you don’t like this sh#t
It’s Art!
Right now I don’t give no f#cks
You don’t like this? Suck!
Right now I don’t give no f#cks
You don’t like this? Suck!
You don’t like this? Suck!
You don’t like this? Suck!
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BLACKGOLD Lyrics – It’s Art