Luyện nghe bài hát Art Club

It's the art
It's about the alright.. alright

rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art
Walkin around, to myself
But you're only crazy if you answer and the chances of that

are high to scrape the sky, me myself and I
My inner battles are way excitin than the ones I have on the mic
I have the of my life
Dissectin it, overstandin it and it
And protectin it, it's become my
The more it gets to be heard, the longer it alive

My Art,

We meet daily, we sleep rarely, we barely
Fairly new, very artsy, artsy
Do not the session in progression
my teachers, and students and employees
And a map of the world, I could rap to the world, destroy
Let it be that, no one man can hold it

Most overloaded and under the pressure

difficult task, last shall be first to get the treasure
To carry hot stones is an honor, and a
Storm weather, weather
And rainy nights, my Art Club of solid steel

you know
And one light

Your of artists you know
Will be in the forefront of the world's..

future, past, imagination y'know
Yeah true, aight..

I to take part, in any lesser art - felt
Break your little hip-hop art and you melt
assignment, evoke the path, provoke the future
Choke and your Devil before he shoots ya
full of serum to him
But my supports the God so it's difficult to hear him
We meet, over the beat, your drum machines and (?)
Dem fly by fast, meditating with the sensei

Be forever in debt the powers that be

My solid integrity, kills a celebrity
So let it be, we shall fulfill our
My Art

[uncredited spoken word forms the song's outro]

The current was called,
"Art Hurts: Visions From Los Angeles Artists."
It was a madhouse!