Mickey Factz - Union Square lyrics

rate me

Fumes from the paint can't slither through the night

Tombs from the wasteland, visionary light

I'm giving people life from the mouth of the reaper

I'm like Malcolm the teacher, announce through the speakers

My father taught me that buying a house is procedure

And beds are privilege when the couch cushions cheaper

Speaking on the floor is a in-doubtful procedure

When your dreams are the reality of doubt to receivers

Leaving my mark in a literary state

On buildings in the states, no filters for my pain

I'm filming what I make, dark clothes on, what I throw on

These pilgrims wanna hate

On the pillars that I make, a gathering for my comrades

Passionate without forecast,

Question marks on they forehead

Looking at me when they pass

Outlaw throwing the law out, there's an ...what I thrown out

...building my name up, never thought to get like this

Y'all do the same stuff, y'all ain't seen no shit like this

Remain humble through it all, man I don't bogart

Remember my past life, and it helps me go so hard

Sleeping on the benches, the stenches from the bums is so relentless

But so is my drive, my heart's an engine

Fuel, play for so long, fingers that drove well I have you

My table is gone, eat on the floor

While I chew, young painter looking at the front pages...

Inspiration on a daily basis, I coped a can and went on bomb

Like Hiroshima and train stations

Lase name numerical, question what I'm telling you

I'll question plus riddle you like Batman and the physical

Think about it and keep it with you like a souvenir

And when you do come find me

I'll be in Union Square.

Thanks to AlexW for correcting these lyrics