Chali 2na Graff Time
Paint Graff Time, C'mon
Yeah, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can I'mma let my man Stan patrol while I exercise can control It's Graff Time, C'mon
Yeah, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can I'mma let my man Stan patrol while I exercise can control It's Graff Time, Yo
My main thing was to paint to gain fame not duely and aimed, and beautifly stained plain trains and walls the same thing incredible styles we maintained devoured cowards and we made 'em change names addicted I truly became to this wicked unruly insane sub-culture where painters became kings. So make room cause I came to create doom on flat surfaces till I faint from paint fumes, Yep! When security at the track look wretchedly fallable wack put pictures in black books sketchers and catchers set up the graff spots with murals depict the struggles of the have-nots runnin' tunnels and hot spots to be the only one we rustle, we be fright on and rust slowly and I'ma earner so slowly done fifteen, skill up a bliff clean messages in graffiti, no f..ckin' writer can see me at all!
Hey, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can. I'mma let my man Stan patrol, while I exercise can control. It's Graff Time, C'mon.
Yeah, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can. I'mma let my man Stan patrol, while I exercise can control. It's Graff Time, Yo!
Liquid hip-hop in my vein hop in the train since the sixth grade I have not been the same whether playin' ball or rhymin' in the hall or just writing my name in graffiti on the wall, yahh...
(Everything you paint will fade or fall off the wall or debuff, or get dissed, or gone over) (So it's like, you know, the walls are living and breathing) (That rush, that rush is amazing. Knowing that you're standing out there alone...) (surrounded by an entire world that most likely disapproves of what you're doing)
Yo, I counted my cans as I awaited by chance I perpetrated my plans with ink and paint on my hands celebrated by fans of the vandross war trends who march in the dark so the dark start chargin' taggin your name and the clan you claim on everything and your parents don't understand your pain how beautifully tamed sceneries and special tips disperse the paint evenly thirst just ain't leavin' me, yet!
Time stops when graffiti bombs drop cleverly cop a key to the intercom box beginners is gon' watch and veterans lay spray peace to lee fab, futura and k-slay, today!
Hey, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can. I'mma let my man Stan patrol, while I exercise can control. It's Graff Time, C'mon.
Yeah, I need to face it man I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can. I'mma let my man Stan patrol, while I exercise can control. It's Graff Time, Yo!
