Intro by T.R@bb Lyrics
[Hook]x12
Let me paint
[Verse 1]
Now how would you rank me?
[?] or Banksy?
Monet or Kandinsky?
[?]
I feel like Da Vinci, humanistic imagery
Known Salvador Dali, the surreal I embody
I'm hitchin' up hues, layering truth
Thought I stand in the booth, it feel like I'm tagging the roof
Express through the arts, that's how I was raised
After eagle for days, Art Always
[Beat Change]
[Verse 2]
The devil said I wouldn't like success
My latest girl said I should take a rest
But God told me in his book I'm blessed
And I told me I'm much more than flesh
They yelling Northtown in other countries
You call me local and I think it's funny
I don't brag cause [?] the worst
I don't talk much, I just do my work
In and out my city, just my angel with me
I dumb this verse down I hope you hanging with me
Still rock with the same crew, they maintaining with me
Rage Against the Machine, who knew I had some matrix in me?
I feel like Neo mourning over Trinity
I'm in the booth, writing with the Holy Trinity
Words turn to melodies, to memories
While my wrist working up the remedy, audio dope
Put this turntable needle in yo arm till you history
Niggas talking shit
I'm killing these niggas, can't hold me
Might as well hand me the trophy
The referee left me on court with the rollie
What up Ta, I'm breaking the rules like you told me
Let me paint
[Verse 1]
Now how would you rank me?
[?] or Banksy?
Monet or Kandinsky?
[?]
I feel like Da Vinci, humanistic imagery
Known Salvador Dali, the surreal I embody
I'm hitchin' up hues, layering truth
Thought I stand in the booth, it feel like I'm tagging the roof
Express through the arts, that's how I was raised
After eagle for days, Art Always
[Beat Change]
[Verse 2]
The devil said I wouldn't like success
My latest girl said I should take a rest
But God told me in his book I'm blessed
And I told me I'm much more than flesh
They yelling Northtown in other countries
You call me local and I think it's funny
I don't brag cause [?] the worst
I don't talk much, I just do my work
In and out my city, just my angel with me
I dumb this verse down I hope you hanging with me
Still rock with the same crew, they maintaining with me
Rage Against the Machine, who knew I had some matrix in me?
I feel like Neo mourning over Trinity
I'm in the booth, writing with the Holy Trinity
Words turn to melodies, to memories
While my wrist working up the remedy, audio dope
Put this turntable needle in yo arm till you history
Niggas talking shit
I'm killing these niggas, can't hold me
Might as well hand me the trophy
The referee left me on court with the rollie
What up Ta, I'm breaking the rules like you told me