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I to work at Subway
Seven bucks an hour much money
But I be rapping and kicking it on my break
Like "I'mma make it out motherfucker one day"
I was in the back, back seat of the bus a bluetooth
Got the and a blunt, bootlegger deuce-deuce
H on my crew, we get drunk, a coo-coo
Type of dudes who square up and knock a tooth
Quick to the basement, the, the, the
That is the window I'm planning to vacate
Pops put on bars just in somebody breaks in
That's not gonna stop me from getting to the
Shh, meeting Jerome at the bus
I got the bigger roll, paranoid buck
And all my known for grunge, flannel, puck rock
And a bunch of Sub Pop, I was on Buckshot

Window to and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to
(Buckshot)
Four in the morning I'm the squad
There we go, we go, there we go, there we go
Window to window and wall to
Can of Krylon, we out to
Four in the morning I'm with the
There we go, there we go, there we go, we go

Just copped that new Boot tape
The neighbors keep complaining too much bass
Bang, bang, let me do my
Give me two cans and you gon' know my
You want to get involved
You know I be on overpasses burning bridges, dog
You know I be dippin' through alleys tryna diss the law
with Adidas on
I'm too speedy for police I'm through these streets, I'm gone
I got game, don't need to talk
Boppity-bo, tippity-toppity, I pop me some
I was underground where he from and he pop out a hole
Cracked the top back on the flat aerosol
I up in the morning and I had a vision
suit and ties got the nerve to call it vandalism
They hella mad, say my art is really bad for
But I'mma a better world until the cans are empty
Now let it drip, let it
If they catch me dirt I'll plead the fifth
I pop a top, I brought my
Speakers bumpin', I was on Buckshot

Window to and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to
(Buckshot)
in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, we go

with the crew
Just writing my name in on the wall
is he?
(Yeah, knowledge supreme)
Got the world the

up the CD or turn up the TV
Turn up T-A-P-E, turn your phone up, crank up the PC
See, my boys are really PC if talking graffiti
See, we call it aerosol art when we splatter the
I got five cans in my napsack
out the whick-whack
TIOS's ain't even get
Fat tips and black books, yo, we rep
149th street is where we slept at
Clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap,
are not my words, the spray can said that
Where them reds at, or them green
Where my real graf Make some noise

Chill-chill-chilin' with the
Just writing my in graffiti on the wall
is he?
(Macklemore)
Got the world the
(Buckshot, shot, shot, shot)