Happy Little Trees

歌词

• Now who you know leave the scene
• Messier than canvas's by
• Jackson Pollock
• Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace
• I make a mess you dissect it and make sense of it
• Then get back to me at your earliest convenience
• Check my verbal sequence as
• I texturize these tracks
• Seven layers to be exact eliminate the whack
• With a firm brush stroke
• I mc paintily
• Lyricists begin crumbling from my scumbling technique
• As I tweak your audio and visual keep my drips minimal messages subliminal
• Cause me and rap go way back we compliment
• So together we enhance one another that's common sense
• High intensity catches the eye your jaw drops
• Be a real critic not explicit with false props
• I keep my darks deep my lights bright
• I'm very thorough
• With my churascurro inspiration spark and a knife
• Now watch me rock the spot like minus the h****n
• And make my face popular like
• Andy did to
• MarilynIts kinda scary when real art gets left behind
• While they take bulls**t and start sellin it to blind folks
• But I remain humble as long as continues spinnin hot s**t
• On his twin twelve hundred color wheels of steel
• F**k mass appeal art is art only the real can truly feel it
• So open your eyes and listen
• Combine your ears with vision
• Or do it cause you love it
• Or for cash that's your decision
• That's your decision
• That's your decision
• Its like I'm torn between two worlds
• A paintbrush and a microphone
• A canvas or a beat
• CD or LPAnything goes when my ink pen flows
• And God only knows where its gonna bring me next
• So I'm inclined to like paint rhymes and spit kaleidoscopes with one eye closed
• And I suppose if you chose the path that
• I choseYou know the cycle a*s ho don't front
• It goes inspiration and productivity then a sense of self worth and in steps depression
• Like back and forth and forth and back
• Should I paint a picture or record a track
• A gift or a curse
• I don't know
• I'm still undecided
• But over the years
• I've found clever ways to hide it
• And those that lack the passion
• I have may despise it
• But my momma made me this way
• I thank her everyday
• So tell them kids to keep coloring outside the lines
• Until they lose they limitations and they minds is free
• Tell them teachers that you want your money back this time
• And tell Bob
• Ross for all the happy little trees
• And tell my momma that her baby boy is doing just fine
• Although he's running out of patience but his mind is free
• And tell my pops that
• I'll pay his money back sometime
• And that his son is two steps away from where he needs to be

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