Basqiuat
[Verse 1: Erreon Lee]
Oh lord; that boy back, that beast back, e lee crack
All a n***a want is a platinum plaque then f** rap, you can have it back
Until then, ima paint sh**, Ima keep spittin that dank sh**
Ima ball with n***as I came with, ya whole life change when that fame hit
But I need the title; I'm like Michael, Ima stand tall just like the f**ing Eiffel
24 years; in 20 more years, I'll probably still never see another rival
No Politian, no politican, that honestly is what's probably pissin
Everybody off cuz I doubt its different, Ignorance, let's cut it out and listen
I'm tryna keep my boys out of prison, get em out the house, show em something different
Blood on the tips of a paintbrush, lies in the news I can't trust
I'm a warrior but I hate war, but that hate in us is what makes wars
Its plenty dues that I paid for; what you think I'm holding this K for?
Love the ones that I pray for, should I keep quiet, should I say more?
I don't know, I just flow, on my canvas; I just go
Gotta kick down doors, gotta walk thru em, nah run thru em, gotta take yours
Don't sit back, don't wait for it, put it in they face til they know it
[Chorus: Erreon Lee]
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
[Verse 2: Erreon Lee]
Its 4th down and I'm going for it, no punt game, I'm going forward
Move out the pocket, I'm throwing for it, no time on the clock; we gon score it
No abstract, we past that; this real worth, no NASDAQ
Yall sh** was just a phase n***a, you a fad boy, we outlast that
Graffiti all on my body, greatness all in my mind
This music up in my soul, take a dope sniff of these lines. Uh'
They say I spit like I'm a Brooklyn boy, until I get the castle, I'm crookin boy
This king sh**, I think I need a queen, might head to queens and go look for em
For the family boy, see I'll die for em; sometimes man I think that I rhyme for em
Got a dream too and its bigger than me, my n***as that died, they living in me
It's obvious that I'm ready, even Basquiat say I'm heavy
Put the pressure on em, then flood the game, no dam to save em; no levees. Uh'
Food for thought, this food stamps, buy soup cans; I'm Warhol
Us against them; the separation, that's what the name of this wars called
I declared that, I'm chief n***a, peace sign but no peace n***a
That victory is all that I see, go and run and tell em who I be
[Chorus: Erreon Lee]
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**
Im Basquiat to this rap sh**, my art real no rap sh**