Oh No - Draw Something lyrics

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Oh No - Draw Something lyrics

[Intro] "Pica**o once said there are no child prodigies in painting There may be in music, but not in painting" "How old were you when you started painting?" "I was 13 when I started I got inspired to start painting when I drew my first piece And saw that God had given me a talent So, umm I knew when God gives you a talent, you should use it" [Verse 1: Alchemist] Uh, no boundaries at all I sketch, take ten steps, allow me to draw My paintbrush dance on the canvas without a flaw Big wolf live in a village made out of straw I'm a known arson, fire marksmen Flaming target Disappear in the dark, I'm fly like Aladdin's carpet God willing, I'ma k** 'em Smoke drifting out the chillum Guts spilling, medical requests I'ma fill 'em It's the man you aren't Bang on pots and pans til the jam gets started The paper's riddled with little pellets, the past ?? Overflows over the limit, they can't guard it I step off the cliff and blast off into orbit (I'm outta here) And spark like a torch, the money fallin' out the orifice No curriculum, that's par for the courses Startin' the horses Hand on the table right where the fork is [Verse 2: Evidence] Yo, we go off when we go on to get started Funny how I'm typing just a little bit further Or is it farther, I never could decipher Consider me an author, who wrote it at his highest Games change, lanes change, same gang approaches Watch the floor hit the lights out, avoid the roaches Wipe the whole slate clean, that's what I hear the most The coast is clear from the clearest coast A dreamer does well under the rays of the sun In the city that we dwell, it's like a ray from a gun It's like a beam from an ??, it's like an after effect So if they pull a strap it's like a Jack in a deck Out the box, out the crews it flocks Emcees are jumpin' out shoes, let 'em keep the socks I got heart, and I exercise There's no telling when I'll ever settle So set a time [Verse 3: Oh No] I keep a gallery of art, a store's full of the crates I gotta art of masterpiece, DiVinci's locked in the safe I keep a place for the liquor on hold, take a shot of this sh**ty bottle while I could pose in an apocalypse Mad cause I'm on my biz while they catchin' vapors You're better off pulling the tree, tryna stretch paper I draw threats like Marvel to the sketch paper Risk-taker, suplex tracks and no neck breaker Digital art, graduated from an*logue I got teachers framing my catalogue in the campus hall Everything I draw is on some raw-raw, cat is raw Like that is all, numbing your grill like it was Ambesol Now, where the aerosal (shh), paint a picture Then turn the cameras on and brush in another adventure Fly overseas and make skrilla from these written scriptures Rolling with the Step Brothers, draw somethin', n***as [Outro] "And as he continues to knock masterpieces like these out in just an hour He'll soon be moving beyond this Northbrook art gallery And on to bigger things "It's finished" "There's no education, no understanding of art history Or of art movements, no intimidation And here she is completely and utterly innocent With an innocent eye, almost Coming to a canvas" "It's truly from inside" "She's painting at a level that master's don't attain For 30, 40, 50 years...and yet she's 10"

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