Graffiti by Tishaun Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Step into my skates,two wheels on each
Grab my spray can then go spray some graffiti
Mobstarz we eatin', leave the haters table scraps
Step on me, I snap, like a bear trap
I got DT on my left, Erris on my mind
Flows so good,you shed tears,whine and rhyme
I don't do it for the girls, i just do it for me
So I can beat Champ, J-Raw and Jay Lee
No worries,it's all fun and games
I call myself Tishaun,but the haters call me lame
Even though I rap,I'm a certified gamer
Bend these haters out of shape, like a wire hanger
Turn the speakers up loud,let the bass hit my bones
I know my people with me, even when I'm all alone
No masturbation but I always do me
I got alot of names, like Tishaun and Yuki
[Verse 2]
I'm a black dragon,spitting hot fire
Shining enticing women,call them Twilight vampires
Tell Jay to crank the bass up to the max
Haters worked up, I'm just cool and relaxed
They try to pass me weed, I'm just trying to pass the class
My concerts will take New York,call that Apple Jacked
You gone need some medicine cuz my rhymes are sick
Multiple choice college students try to be slick
I see the second PRS,don't try to hide it
They see me, I be like "Oh, you mad cuz I'm stylin?"
My swag stay on your mind, like a king's crown
I've picked up on your attempts at trying to put me down
And quite frankly it's pointless,you must not know me
I'mma do it till I'm the best,surely but slowly
My time starts when I step into the studio
And what goes on in there isn't for you to know
Just know that I do it,no intercourse
Test me and get kickflipped like a skateboard
Lyrics at your neck,like Dracula's teeth
I don't serve burgers,but they all want the beef
Bang bang bang bang, like the 4th of July
No Chief Keef, but there's a ton I don't like
Cheaters,haters, and still Bulletscreen
But all of this makes up a part of me
Step into my skates,two wheels on each
Grab my spray can then go spray some graffiti
Mobstarz we eatin', leave the haters table scraps
Step on me, I snap, like a bear trap
I got DT on my left, Erris on my mind
Flows so good,you shed tears,whine and rhyme
I don't do it for the girls, i just do it for me
So I can beat Champ, J-Raw and Jay Lee
No worries,it's all fun and games
I call myself Tishaun,but the haters call me lame
Even though I rap,I'm a certified gamer
Bend these haters out of shape, like a wire hanger
Turn the speakers up loud,let the bass hit my bones
I know my people with me, even when I'm all alone
No masturbation but I always do me
I got alot of names, like Tishaun and Yuki
[Verse 2]
I'm a black dragon,spitting hot fire
Shining enticing women,call them Twilight vampires
Tell Jay to crank the bass up to the max
Haters worked up, I'm just cool and relaxed
They try to pass me weed, I'm just trying to pass the class
My concerts will take New York,call that Apple Jacked
You gone need some medicine cuz my rhymes are sick
Multiple choice college students try to be slick
I see the second PRS,don't try to hide it
They see me, I be like "Oh, you mad cuz I'm stylin?"
My swag stay on your mind, like a king's crown
I've picked up on your attempts at trying to put me down
And quite frankly it's pointless,you must not know me
I'mma do it till I'm the best,surely but slowly
My time starts when I step into the studio
And what goes on in there isn't for you to know
Just know that I do it,no intercourse
Test me and get kickflipped like a skateboard
Lyrics at your neck,like Dracula's teeth
I don't serve burgers,but they all want the beef
Bang bang bang bang, like the 4th of July
No Chief Keef, but there's a ton I don't like
Cheaters,haters, and still Bulletscreen
But all of this makes up a part of me