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Now who you know leave the
than canvas's by Jackson Pollock
Throwing multicolored at a rapid pace
I make a mess you it and make sense of it
Then get to me at your earliest convenience
Check my verbal as I texturize these tracks
Seven to be exact eliminate the whack
With a firm brush I mc paintily
Lyricists begin crumbling from my technique
As I tweak your audio and visual keep my minimal messages subliminal
Cause me and rap go way we compliment
So together we enhance one another that's sense
High intensity catches the eye jaw drops
Be a real critic not with false props
I my darks deep my lights bright I'm very thorough
With my churascurro inspiration and a knife
Now watch me rock the spot ? minus the heroin
And make my face popular Andy did to Marilyn
Its kinda scary real art gets left behind
While they take bullshit and sellin it to blind folks
But I remain humble as as ? continues spinnin hot shit
On his twin twelve-hundred wheels of steel
Fuck mass appeal art is art only the can truly feel it
So open your eyes and
Combine your ears with
Or do it cause you it
Or for cash that's your
That's decision
your decision

Its like I'm between two worlds
A paintbrush and a
A or a beat
CD or LP
Anything when my ink pen flows
And God only knows its gonna bring me next
So I'm inclined to like rhymes and spit kaleidoscopes with one eye closed
And I suppose if you chose the that I chose
You know the cycle ass ho front
It goes inspiration and productivity then a sense of self worth and in steps
Like and forth and forth and back
Should I a picture or record a track
A gift or a curse I don't know I'm still
But the years I've found clever ways to hide it
And those that the passion I have may despise it
But my momma made me this way I thank her
So tell them kids to keep coloring outside the
Until they lose limitations and they minds is free
Tell them teachers that you want your money back this
And Bob Ross for all the happy little trees
And tell my momma that her baby boy is doing just
Although hes running out of patience but his is free
And tell my pops that pay his money back sometime
And that his son is two steps away where he needs to be