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A.R.T.E. Video (MV)




Performed By: Sloe Pink
Length: 3:43
Written by: sloe pink




Sloe Pink - A.R.T.E. Lyrics




Famously aimless, pain in the anus
No tupperware, when nothing's there, you can't contain it
Deveined while you wait, ah
No hesitate on my plate, ah
I'm impatient for my entree
Airing out my dirty laundry with a steth to the safe
And I will unearth my bones from the dirt
Make my home an inversion of a due date
Soothsay, moving at a new pace
Motherf*cker, I'm inviting you to try and shoot me off
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always ready to express myself like the dirt in the breeze
I'm the curse that you keep
I'm the worst at rehearsing a scene
Put my words in the crease that diverge at your feet
And release me when the flames reach
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My thumb is asleep
On the release of my ejection seat
My ejection
I'm busted out
I'm busted out
Always ready to extend my limbs through the lens of the cosmos
Burn what I read, don't agree with fossils
Don't gotta see to believe what is not bull
Turn enemies into leads and apostles
Delivering raw sound and knocking four walls down and dishing my sauce out
Like hitting Apollo, wine-sipping in grottos, lightning in a bottle
These lemmings just follow the tide
Oh, you love me now?
Where were you when I was thinking do-or-die was suicide?
Oh, you love me now?
Kick a motherf*cker to the curb when he's doing right
Shine on a shitter, we getting low figures, inventing new systems and listening bigger
Now what is the risk when we bet on the litter?
My buffalo's bitter from hook-line-and-sinking the regular thinkers
Broke the arrest for possession, go figure
Cosign cemented the rest of the picture
See it written all over my face
All my people say
Anybody riding on the fence? (F*ck em)
Time won't tell em in the end (F*ck em)
Breastfeeding all these infants (F*ck em)
Last thing I need a new glitch
All my people say
Anybody riding on the fence? (F*ck em)
Time won't tell em in the end (F*ck em)
Breastfeeding all these infants (F*ck em)
Last thing I need a new glitch
All my people say what
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always ready to express myself like the dirt in the breeze
I'm the curse that you keep
I'm the worst at rehearsing a scene
Put my words in the crease that diverge at your feet
And release me when the flames reach
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My thumb is asleep
On the release of my ejection seat
My ejection
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Famously aimless, pain in the anus
No tupperware, when nothing's there, you can't contain it
Deveined while you wait, ah
No hesitate on my plate, ah
I'm impatient for my entree
Airing out my dirty laundry with a steth to the safe
And I will unearth my bones from the dirt
Make my home an inversion of a due date
Soothsay, moving at a new pace
Motherf*cker, I'm inviting you to try and shoot me off
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always ready to express myself like the dirt in the breeze
I'm the curse that you keep
I'm the worst at rehearsing a scene
Put my words in the crease that diverge at your feet
And release me when the flames reach
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My thumb is asleep
On the release of my ejection seat
My ejection
I'm busted out
I'm busted out
Always ready to extend my limbs through the lens of the cosmos
Burn what I read, don't agree with fossils
Don't gotta see to believe what is not bull
Turn enemies into leads and apostles
Delivering raw sound and knocking four walls down and dishing my sauce out
Like hitting Apollo, wine-sipping in grottos, lightning in a bottle
These lemmings just follow the tide
Oh, you love me now?
Where were you when I was thinking do-or-die was suicide?
Oh, you love me now?
Kick a motherf*cker to the curb when he's doing right
Shine on a shitter, we getting low figures, inventing new systems and listening bigger
Now what is the risk when we bet on the litter?
My buffalo's bitter from hook-line-and-sinking the regular thinkers
Broke the arrest for possession, go figure
Cosign cemented the rest of the picture
See it written all over my face
All my people say
Anybody riding on the fence? (F*ck em)
Time won't tell em in the end (F*ck em)
Breastfeeding all these infants (F*ck em)
Last thing I need a new glitch
All my people say
Anybody riding on the fence? (F*ck em)
Time won't tell em in the end (F*ck em)
Breastfeeding all these infants (F*ck em)
Last thing I need a new glitch
All my people say what
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always read to explode
I'm busted out (A.R.T.E)
Always ready to express myself like the dirt in the breeze
I'm the curse that you keep
I'm the worst at rehearsing a scene
Put my words in the crease that diverge at your feet
And release me when the flames reach
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My ejection seat
My thumb is asleep
On the release of my ejection seat
My ejection
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Writer: sloe pink
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