Yo here, right here It's right through the fence, right the fence Yeah there, right there the 2's and the 5's Joe that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap Aight, do it now, let's do it now Yeah Nah gi-gimme the cap, gimme the other one right there Front Entertainment Group
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I got cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack Puttin up my with a fat cap Suckers that want to be in my I just slap that Big to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and Mack and, Bio, and come again B.G. 183, recognize me With the mad colors, I'm a fiend for if you wanna, I really care if you ain't Cause you don't me see, and I don't you But I do know Cope2, he be gettin too It's the community of what we call writers Worldwide burners, gettin gettin brighter Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino Masta Ase in the place, you we know My man Rican, my man Zorro, taught me how to In the of the 5 train and the 4 So when I'm on tour I the hardcore I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, I'm out for the
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When I was growin up, I had no baker candlestick maker I had rubbing and carbon paper Yeah, carbon and a blackboard eraser Got me chased in the bus yards, Rican and Nazer speakin, cause people be dissin The graffiti artists in the world were the Egyptians Writing on the walls, mixing with letters To tell the graphic story their life, however Today we do the same thing, how we rap and draw We it hardcore, they call it breakin the law used to be a time when rap music was illegal The cops would come and break up every when they see you But now the rap music's making money for the It's acceptable to it, now everybody's on it Graffiti isn't so it gets no respect made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so In the name of Phase2, High, Pre-streets your cans and hit the streets, I'm out for fame
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I'm livin in the city, inner not a farm Steady til I get fatigue in my arm Watchin for the beast cause artists they shot em And beat em in the yards, while a top to bottom So pass me a can, not of Old But full blue, sky blue, me unfold the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of Like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam to the wise, Futura 2000 recognize Nation of creation, G Man come Checkin out Revolt and My man Easy, and Rembrandt, 77 Oh no the paint we can never dilly-dally Big up and to Con Art in Cali The Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB Artists, TAT and Dondi Yes the side of hip-hop is representin the visual Toys we be dissin you, I'm out for
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