How life less lifelike than it's art like
Riding round town playing joints from the archive
Aye, I make art like Aye, I made art like
Pearls on the shovel, pearls on the joint
I might put pearls on the rubble
Don't talk to me bout a bubble
People not being truthful cause they don't wanna get in trouble People not being subtle, that shit don't work in the jungle Things I'm privy to, shit'll stun you
Do my dissertation at the tunnel
Trust me, if I tell you some shit is the best then it must be Make you buy something right now, you my custy
I'ma be real though, you don't wanna rush me
I do my best work now when I can get comfy
Rethinking, redoing, remaking, retooling
I might use the lightning
Riding round town playing joints from the archive Aye, I make art like
Brilliant, your mind, unseen potential
My theory is true brilliance and dumb shit looks identical Don't just wait for nobody hoping they let you
I know exactly what to do but will I get to?
That's why I only move when my instinct says to
Ten years ahead with the 4D chess moves
Got best in class waiting on my next move
They ask me if my raps from a test tube
Maybe so, if I get the chance to
Get Nore to host anything that he want to
Your interpretation of the work is really on you
Riding round town playing joints from the archive Aye, I make art like
Like a builder, like a painter Like a writer, like Rainer Like a dancer, like Baldwin Like