Текст песни Guns n' Roses - Arte

I gave you niggas time to breathe and gave you more than seconds
I got melodic and found my pocket of lethal weapons
I make my moves in silence while these niggas resting
Put my faith in God but I go blind so I can't see the reverend
If I'ma eat then best believe that it'll be a feast
Hop in the booth and sing a hymn so they can rest in peace
Your favorite, favorite singer, 6 feet under me
ARTE reigns forever which will forever be the summary
All my life I got the short end of the stick
But now that stick is in my B.B. Simon belt who want to trip?
I'm better than every artist they say is up next
If I ain't better than everybody, better than your best
Here's here and he's alive oh
I put my right hand on the bible
That A-R-T to the E can't be stopped
Guns n' Roses for my niggas and my bitches we rock oh

P.S.A. I'm here to stay
For you niggas that's in my way
Benz coupe nigga watch me swang
No roof, watch this switch lanes
I don't put my trust in none
Nice try guess you had a nice run
But that run didn't make you none
Business over pleasure I can wait for fun

He's here and he's alive oh
I put my right hand on the bible
that A-R-T to the E can't be stopped
Guns n' Roses for my niggas and my bitches we rock
He's here and he's alive oh
I put my right hand on the bible
that A-R-T to the E can't be stopped
Guns n' Roses for my niggas and my bitches we rock