Letras
Welcome to the Sacred Sound Street
Where heaven and earth meet
I'll be your host emcee
EB83, just a sidekick to the real emcee
Oooooweeeeee
Yeah
Yeah, it's that moment of clarity
Looking at a pile of junk
Art staring back at me
EB83, got to master this
And flip it into masterpiece
Like poverty to royalty
Slums turnt galleries
When art becomes reality
With colors on a curb
Throwing ugly to the birds, Word
Lacing graf over
Train tracks deceased
The city where we pieced
Was the least of these
For peace
In-between pitchforks
And crossed out dreams
Circa '93
Yo, the city was a circus
Most drop outs left to trapeze
Hip hop was the fall back
Flipping over traps
Where these other cats trapped and tagged the RIP
Pleeeaaaase
Called vandals by the city
Yo we called ourselves kings
Trying make sense of all this nonsense seen
Reflecting our Redemptor
God did that same thing
Flipping ugly into beautiful
The Artist intervened
And them lines were clean boiiiii
Yeah, welcome to the street art galleries
95th to Howard Street
A place where the people meet
Everybody welcome
This is street hospitality
Broken turnt beautiful
Deadbeats, ex-everything's
Even enemies
Even enemies
The Broken get beautiful
The Artist Intervened
Welcome to the street art galleries
95th to Howard Street
A place where the people meet
Everybody welcome
This is street hospitality
Broken turnt beautiful
Deadbeats, ex-everything's
Even enemies
Even enemies