[Verse 1]
Yo, check out this tape (is it rock?)
No it isn`t, but I really think you`d dig it if you`d give this shit a listen
It`s my heart and soul (you play your own instruments?)
Well not actually, but we got the sample from...
(yeah well whatever, it`s all crap to me)
I know, but this is different I`m gifted, and it`s some phat shit
(rap is ignorant, stop acting like you`re black kid)
Yo, can I at least pop it in so we can find out?
(I said no! I don`t allow that nigger shit in my house get a job)
Ok I catch your drift this shit is just my passion
(I don`t give a fuck what it is, you put it in, and I`ma smash it)
(I said no that`s why, don`t even ask again
Keep it up and find yourself fucked up just like your black friends)
Yo, it`s doper then most rock shit (yeah right)
At least it`s honest, Ya know you`re right
To like this shit you need some soul, so you ain`t on it
You ain`t heard of Outkast? Then how you lived a rock riff
Cop some Pharoahe Monch tickets and whisper mosh pit
(Yo, you`re still hear? I thought I said to hit the road?)
Yo, fuck you Helen Keler
Do the twist until your hips explode
[Chorus 2x]
My god speaks to hip hop prophets through rock riffs
`till white boys drop beat boxes in mosh pits
[Verse 2]
Yo, check out this piece
This shit is clean (is that so?)
(If it`s on a building it ain`t art)
Well what about the sisteene chapel?
I bet if you tried to give graph just half the chance you`d did it
(Yo, that shit is ignorant, and all it is is vandalism)
(Go to school and get paid to paint, not playin` all night)
Oh, so if it don`t pay it ain`t art, and if it does it`s all right?
I don`t get it (It`s wrong `cause you can go to jail you dipshit)
Oh, like they fed Christians to lions, how is this shit different?
(People can`t even read it, how`s it art, I thought so!)
`Cause art ?? lives like Basciot, ask Picasso
(Tell it to the judge when you up in jail dummy)
(Don`t even bother to call me or your mom for bail money)
I ain`t asking you for shit, just 10 minutes to peep some flicks
If that`s too much to ask you ain`t got eyes to see this yet
If you ain`t seen ?? you just missed impressionism
When Dondi flicks rough as Van Gogh the lessons given
(I didn`t ask you to express yourself, give up your cans kid)
Fuck you Helen Keller, I`ll hit the bricks, you hit the canvas
[Chorus]
