[Verse Thurz] Thanks for sleeping on a n***a This fivehead above my eyebrows made my dreams bigger Drinking moonshine with some random liquor Waking up sick vomiting verses looking like dinner n***a eat it up, you do not know my hell No side of my sob story crying rivers fail And bounce back, or do you bounce back Words in fact though the fact those carrying crosses And have your back hurt I got worked And weird n***as act like lips with landing strips And you ate out, pull your dick out first don't get jerked f** these ho n***as, many many acting groupie brown-nose n***as Appear for what happens, [???] consequences painting masterpieces on dirty napkins I'm lamping, beauty intelligence times rapping That's artistry my co-signer was crucified You hard as me? Please Dudes be raised like they got two daddies Born out the a** of bad acme So not cla**y Unwrap me, be the present the future You n***as is past tacky Can't tag me f** your picture We ain't in the same frame of mind I spilled blood on mine I guess it's blood on the canvas n***a (Blood on the canvas) (Blood on the canvas) (Blood on the canvas [Verse Thurz] Wrote this at four In the morning with my head full of thoughts Knowing inspirations never scheduled But it's always on time When I climb to that top of the cliff and jump It's either fly or die And courage is fear; that's [[satan's prayer??] [And when it's sincere you may appear at the top of your peers???] Watch for bite-marks from teeth in [vaneers?] And paint [?] [interrupt?] Just make sure your vision clear no smear That [?] [????] cla**ical touch And know that good recipes are seldom everly rushed Got the whole world waiting for that cook up It's like beating payatas with syringes and the belt They're going to shoot up They scrambling like eggs while we repping for that [?side??] Up the ['grees??], seventy-five Heat that sk**et up The thermostat is on the rise To be in order with the rhyme All that fake bullsh** gotta die (Blood on the canvas) (Blood on the canvas) (Blood on the canvas