Tom: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Now who you know leave the scene
messier than canvases
Mike Jackson throwing multi-colored thoughts
thoughts at a rabbit pace out(?)
make a mess you dissect
it and make sense of it
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Bm
your earliest convenience
F#m
as I texturize these tracks
D
to be exact eliminate the wack
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A
I mc painterly
lyrics just be crumbling from my
stumbling technique
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as I tweek you audio and visual
keep my drips minimal
messages subliminal
Bm
cause me and rap go way back
we copliment so together
that common sense
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A
high in tensity catches eye,
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A
your jaw drops
be a real critic
not explicit with false props
I keep my darks deep
my lights bright
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I'm very thurough with my ?????
inspiration sparked in the night
Bm
watch me rock the spot like Ross ???
minus the heroin
and make my face popular
like Andy did to Marylin
when will(?) art is left behind
while they take bulshit and start
selling it to blind folks
A
but I remain humble as long as
???? continues spinning hot shit
on the twin twelve hundred
fuck Master ??? art is art
only the real can truly feel it
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so open your eyes and listen
combine your ears with vision
or do it cause you love it
or for the cash
that's your decision x5
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it's like I'm torn between
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a paintbrush and a microphone
a canvas or a beat
Bm
A
CD or mp
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anything goes when ink pen flows
and God only knows where
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its gonna bring me next
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so I'm inclined to like paint rhymes
with one eye closed
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and I suppose if you chose
the path that I chose
you know the cycle
Bm
asshole don't front it,
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it goes inspiration then productivity
then a sense of self worth
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and in steps depression
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an d forth and back
should I paint a picture of
????????
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I'm still undecided
but over the years I've found
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an d those that lack the passion I have,
but my mamma made me this way,
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so tell the kids to keep coloring
until they loose their limitations
Bm
and their minds are free
A
the teachers that you want
your money this time
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and tell Bob Ross thanks
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for all the happy little trees
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and my mamma that her baby
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boy is doing just fine
although he's running out of patients
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and tell my pops that I'll pay
his money back sometime
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and that his son is two steps
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away from where he need to be
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