Letras
Dark gray at the bottom of the wall
Light brown in the background, twenty stories tall
Blue and orange for the welcoming, letters on the drawer
Need another can of brown and a yellow for the star
Use that for the awning, save some for the morning
Put it above the buildings but shade it to show the dawning
White tee corners with blue and whites upon 'em
Brown paper stash and grey sewer support 'em
Purple tops is down, purple pouch is a crown
Black leather bibles, gold robes and gowns
Green and white dice games, charcoal calibers
Silver hops out and burgundy the parameter
Running through burgundy cans, I can't keep one
Tried painting that high up but I can't see none
Red and black J.O.'s, hands on the payroll
Stephen Strasburg your curb, let a base load
Navy blue rent-a-car, trunk pop, lift it off
Black duffel bag, white K's, clear signatures
Huh, marathons when the signals drawn
Green Newport boxes can make a finger tug
No innocence turns to more innocence
Paint it yay high, see if it grows into it
Still trying to find the colors of how the growth looks
Black and white marble colored notebooks
My graffiti something like fade, something like daze
Something like is, something like slay
Something like seen, something like Quinones
Colors everywhere when I throw this, see that?
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
I be Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
Eggshell for the door that she led him to
Gold for the bracelet he wore that helped get him through
Green eyes got her using every trick she ever knew
Locked on whatever like whatever he should ever do
Shit is all worth it, driven off a purpose
Dark blue for the Dereons that she curved in
Purple sidekick, fly bitch on her home screen
Tan Gucci bag off of everything the blow be
50 For the wop, a hundred for the walls
Saying 50's a lot but her tongue is like an applause
And money right from the door knew what it was gon' be
She hit him with what it cost, he hit her with all he need
Black for the mag box, tickling her stash spot
Running off the image, said the pussy like a padlock
Beige for the unroll, shorty told him pump slow
And she can take it from there, sweet dream, drum roll
Duke said nah and started spazzing in her hips
Hands on her throat, went savage off the rip
Red for the way the room looked when her eyes closed
Screaming that rape shit from behind a blindfold
See no evil and hear no evil
Can't walk unless you sure where the stairs gon' lead you
Looking for a color that can help those jobs
Like a green and white Metrocard
My graffiti something like fade, something like daze
Something like is, something like slay
Something like seen, something like Quinones
Colors everywhere when I throw this, see that?
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
I be Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans
Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans