GRAFF Life...
Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 10:12 am
SMALLS vicious…Im verbally great,
Hailing from the golden state…well known for bombin freight/
This crate contains 70 plus cans…all exotic colors,
Yellows that resemble butter…my style is like no other/
Master of my craft…I’ve never been bagged,
Very strategic with my tags…I get in and go fast/
One night mission…no ending is my distance,
my pieces are similar to electric resistance…to crush a town I ain’t never needed any assistance/
the GRAF RAP GOD…is another alias,
I’ve came to the conclusion…all you toys work is considered miscellanous…as Im mobbin thru your radius/
There’s know debating this…I’ll destroy all you wack fucks,
Silvers and greens tucked…my throwies look like jewels and bucks/
Start some shit…my name will riddle your city,
Black hoody and black dickies…crumblin the best sticky…avoiding the local piggies/
Graffiti ruined my life…at the same time it saved me,
On my way to the spot…Im blowin chocolate…no nestle…LOUD screamin like a muthafuckin banshee/
Ya squad can’t stand me…Im out for fame,
Im like the major leagues…and ya’ll boys are a stickball game/
Ya squads all suckas…no style…just a bunch of stolen paint,
With the great you should acquaint…cuz I’ve been can crushin for years and never received a complaint/
Hailing from the golden state…well known for bombin freight/
This crate contains 70 plus cans…all exotic colors,
Yellows that resemble butter…my style is like no other/
Master of my craft…I’ve never been bagged,
Very strategic with my tags…I get in and go fast/
One night mission…no ending is my distance,
my pieces are similar to electric resistance…to crush a town I ain’t never needed any assistance/
the GRAF RAP GOD…is another alias,
I’ve came to the conclusion…all you toys work is considered miscellanous…as Im mobbin thru your radius/
There’s know debating this…I’ll destroy all you wack fucks,
Silvers and greens tucked…my throwies look like jewels and bucks/
Start some shit…my name will riddle your city,
Black hoody and black dickies…crumblin the best sticky…avoiding the local piggies/
Graffiti ruined my life…at the same time it saved me,
On my way to the spot…Im blowin chocolate…no nestle…LOUD screamin like a muthafuckin banshee/
Ya squad can’t stand me…Im out for fame,
Im like the major leagues…and ya’ll boys are a stickball game/
Ya squads all suckas…no style…just a bunch of stolen paint,
With the great you should acquaint…cuz I’ve been can crushin for years and never received a complaint/