| Song | NO STARVING ARTISTS |
| Artist | R.A.P. Ferreira |
| Album | Purple Moonlight Pages |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Rory Allen Philip Ferreira |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Kenny Adam Segal/Michael Kamron Parvizi/Aaron K Carmack |
| [00:06.471] | R.A.P. Ferreira |
| [00:07.517] | (I've fallen off the wheel) |
| [00:09.447] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [00:12.211] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [00:14.092] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [00:17.424] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [00:28.668] | Singing weeping willows, while that Dilla swing |
| [00:31.445] | Coax the bellowing from the center solar plexus |
| [00:34.316] | Noble savage, ghost ride the Lexus |
| [00:36.359] | Parallel universe, we was bumpin' letters to Alexis |
| [00:38.591] | Never have I ever been impressed with |
| [00:40.873] | How they compromise the message for the spectacle of presence of the respectable heckler |
| [00:44.516] | I widen the vector, you clowns pine to be victor |
| [00:46.749] | I pivot to miss her |
| [00:48.317] | Curvature of the swerve became permanent fixture |
| [00:50.116] | Like, old timey sangs in Jaime's basement with the whiny faces |
| [00:53.384] | These hidden forces propelling the door swing |
| [00:56.191] | Arpeggiated with poems |
| [00:57.666] | Rode into the sunset on a ark of bones |
| [01:00.178] | Cultural mothership, turned to sacred utterance |
| [01:03.001] | Dalliance, an army of one green stallion, we growin' scallions |
| [01:07.549] | Yeah |
| [01:14.518] | Sorry to say, I've fallen off the wheel |
| [01:23.473] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [01:26.550] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [01:28.276] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [01:31.691] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [01:35.666] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:38.084] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:40.475] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:43.922] | Just artists starvin' to know, it's no starvin' artists, nah |
| [01:47.957] | Artists starvin' to know |
| [01:50.128] | No starvin' artists, we don't do that |
| [01:52.580] | No starvin' artists, we don't do that |
| [01:56.526] | I've fallen off the wheel |
| [01:59.067] | I'm no longer a starving artist |
| [02:01.243] | I've fallen off the wheel |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Rory Allen Philip Ferreira |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Kenny Adam Segal Michael Kamron Parvizi Aaron K Carmack |
| [00:06.471] | R. A. P. Ferreira |
| [00:07.517] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [00:09.447] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [00:12.211] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [00:14.092] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [00:17.424] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [00:28.668] | Singing weeping willows, while that Dilla swing |
| [00:31.445] | Coax the bellowing from the center solar plexus |
| [00:34.316] | Noble savage, ghost ride the Lexus |
| [00:36.359] | Parallel universe, we was bumpin' letters to Alexis |
| [00:38.591] | Never have I ever been impressed with |
| [00:40.873] | How they compromise the message for the spectacle of presence of the respectable heckler |
| [00:44.516] | I widen the vector, you clowns pine to be victor |
| [00:46.749] | I pivot to miss her |
| [00:48.317] | Curvature of the swerve became permanent fixture |
| [00:50.116] | Like, old timey sangs in Jaime' s basement with the whiny faces |
| [00:53.384] | These hidden forces propelling the door swing |
| [00:56.191] | Arpeggiated with poems |
| [00:57.666] | Rode into the sunset on a ark of bones |
| [01:00.178] | Cultural mothership, turned to sacred utterance |
| [01:03.001] | Dalliance, an army of one green stallion, we growin' scallions |
| [01:07.549] | Yeah |
| [01:14.518] | Sorry to say, I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [01:23.473] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [01:26.550] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [01:28.276] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [01:31.691] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [01:35.666] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:38.084] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:40.475] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:43.922] | Just artists starvin' to know, it' s no starvin' artists, nah |
| [01:47.957] | Artists starvin' to know |
| [01:50.128] | No starvin' artists, we don' t do that |
| [01:52.580] | No starvin' artists, we don' t do that |
| [01:56.526] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [01:59.067] | I' m no longer a starving artist |
| [02:01.243] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Rory Allen Philip Ferreira |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Kenny Adam Segal Michael Kamron Parvizi Aaron K Carmack |
| [00:06.471] | R. A. P. Ferreira |
| [00:07.517] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [00:09.447] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [00:12.211] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [00:14.092] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [00:17.424] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [00:28.668] | Singing weeping willows, while that Dilla swing |
| [00:31.445] | Coax the bellowing from the center solar plexus |
| [00:34.316] | Noble savage, ghost ride the Lexus |
| [00:36.359] | Parallel universe, we was bumpin' letters to Alexis |
| [00:38.591] | Never have I ever been impressed with |
| [00:40.873] | How they compromise the message for the spectacle of presence of the respectable heckler |
| [00:44.516] | I widen the vector, you clowns pine to be victor |
| [00:46.749] | I pivot to miss her |
| [00:48.317] | Curvature of the swerve became permanent fixture |
| [00:50.116] | Like, old timey sangs in Jaime' s basement with the whiny faces |
| [00:53.384] | These hidden forces propelling the door swing |
| [00:56.191] | Arpeggiated with poems |
| [00:57.666] | Rode into the sunset on a ark of bones |
| [01:00.178] | Cultural mothership, turned to sacred utterance |
| [01:03.001] | Dalliance, an army of one green stallion, we growin' scallions |
| [01:07.549] | Yeah |
| [01:14.518] | Sorry to say, I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [01:23.473] | Built yourself back, shoulder chip by shoulder chip |
| [01:26.550] | Only to find the method used erroneous |
| [01:28.276] | Why you always transmittin' from a place of desperation? |
| [01:31.691] | Why those low frequencies be your final destination, huh? |
| [01:35.666] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:38.084] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:40.475] | No starvin' artists, just artists starvin' to know |
| [01:43.922] | Just artists starvin' to know, it' s no starvin' artists, nah |
| [01:47.957] | Artists starvin' to know |
| [01:50.128] | No starvin' artists, we don' t do that |
| [01:52.580] | No starvin' artists, we don' t do that |
| [01:56.526] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |
| [01:59.067] | I' m no longer a starving artist |
| [02:01.243] | I' ve fallen off the wheel |