Chali 2NA

Chali 2NA - Graff Time lyrics

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Paint Graff Time, C'mon

Yeah, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can

I'm a let my man Stan patrol

While I exercise can control

It's Graff Time, C'mon

Yeah, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can

I'm a let my man Stan patrol

While I exercise can control

It's Graff Time, Yo

My main thing was to paint to gain fame

Not duely and aimed, and beautifly stained

Plain trains and walls the same thing

Incredible styles we maintained

Devoured cowards and we made 'em change names

Addicted I truly became to this

Wicked unruly insane

Sub-culture where painters became kings.

So make room cause I came to create doom

On flat surfaces till I faint from paint fumes, Yep!

When security at the track look

Wretchedly fallable wack

Put pictures in black books

Sketchers and catchers set up the graff spots

With murals depict the struggles of the have-nots

Runnin' tunnels and hot spots

To be the only one

We rustle, we be fright on and rust slowly

And I'm a earner so slowly done

Fifteen, skill up a bliff clean

Messages in graffiti, no fuckin' writer can see me at all!

Hey, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can.

I'm a let my man Stan patrol,

While I exercise can control.

It's Graff Time, C'mon.

Yeah, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can.

I'm a let my man Stan patrol,

While I exercise can control.

It's Graff Time, Yo!

Liquid hip-hop in my vein

Hop in the train

Since the sixth grade I have not been the same

Whether playin' ball or rhymin' in the hall

Or just writing my name in graffiti on the wall, yahh...

(Everything you paint will fade or fall off the wall or debuff, or get dissed, or gone over)

(So it's like, you know, the walls are living and breathing)

(That rush, that rush is amazing. Knowing that you're standing out there alone...)

(surrounded by an entire world that most likely disapproves of what you're doing)

Yo, I counted my cans as I awaited by chance

I perpetrated my plans with ink and paint on my hands

Celebrated by fans of the vandross war trends

Who march in the dark so the dark start chargin'

Taggin your name and the clan you claim

On everything and your parents don't understand your pain

How beautifully tamed sceneries

And special tips disperse the paint evenly

Thirst just ain't leavin' me, yet!

Time stops when graffiti bombs drop

Cleverly cop a key to the intercom box

Beginners is gon' watch and veterans lay spray

Peace to lee fab, futura and k-slay, today!

Hey, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can.

I'm a let my man Stan patrol,

While I exercise can control.

It's Graff Time, C'mon.

Yeah, I need to face it man

I'm addicted to the sound of the ball when I shake the can.

I'm a let my man Stan patrol,

While I exercise can control.

It's Graff Time, Yo!

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