PROMOE - These Walls Don't Lie lyrics

rate me

Uh one two, uh one two. And you don't stop

Production dj large and promoe on the mic

for all my people, people (graffiti writers)

It goes a little something like this

[Verse 1]

It was the last days of summer sun shine'in through the window

Life movin' real slow, you know how things go

His friends knew him by the name of Bingo

As he turned up the volume of a hot new single

From Looptroop his favorite rap group

He loved how they represented him yo, the graff youth

From the grass roots he came from sweden to

Felt proud when he played his new friends the latest tunes

Check this shit out man; that he had to download

Cause his local record store was on the other side of the globe

They didn't carry the stuff, but he felt it was ok to do

He spread the troops message all the way to australia dude

Oh man I couldn't be wrong when long arm and freedom fighters wears his fucking theme songs

In their headphones those nights he spent when we stayed up

Adrenaline rush when we enter the layup singin'

[Refrain:] Babababa baaaa

You know graffiti won't die.. die

Babababa baaaa ( no it won't )

( uh huh )Because these walls don't lie.. lie..( we don't lie )

Babababa baaaa ( come on )

I'm dedicating this beat.. peace..( huh )

Babababa baaaa

( he said )To those d.v.s.g:s

[Verse 2]

They stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol

Mimicking the king Rick the ruler's manors

Fresh dressed in his newest shoes and flannels

Then began letting off with the loosest cannons

Figuring this will be my coolest panel

But when they see it all they see is just a gruesome scandal

Erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals

They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled

Deep into the music and his art man, his true love

Didn't even notice when the train pulled up

And before the bloodstains faded or the engine cooled off

That very same train hit another writer: Olaf

On a different continent though: Europe

But then they came to the same place that I'm sure of

In this world people always looked upon them as a terror

But now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going...

Refrain:Babababa baaaa (uh ha, uh ha )

Graffiti writers won't die.. die.. no

Babababa baaaa ( I'm telling you )

Because these walls don't lie.. lie.. ( they don't lie )

Babababa baaaa

(come on)I'm dedicating this song.. song

Babababa baaaa

To those gone, your memory live on.. on

[Bridge]

I know a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable

When people including myself get emotional

But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all

Man I still got love for graffiti culture though

A lot of people including myself get uncomfortable

When people including myself get emotional

But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all

Man I still got love for graffiti culture though

[Verse 3]

A lot changed from the days of Spray can stories

See me in the yard today, lost like a freakin' tourist

And I don't claim to know much, all I really know is

We were 17 once actin' like we were immortals

Fearin' no evil, people said we had no morals

That's fine, their corrupt world it really wasn't for us

We just laughed at the bullshit names that they called us

Hated us, we hated them and both sides found out what a war is

We were winning in the beginning then found out ‘bout the horrors

Don't get me wrong my love a hundred percent, no less

And peace to my people, we grow with the knowledge

I bite Tone Def same time I'm payin' homage

To cats from South Africa, writers from New York

Australia, Spain, France and Germany, up north

Still the same rapper tellin' cops to fuck off

And all my writers: Survive! This my love song to y'all

[Refrain:] Babababa baaaa

(don't they know that graffiti can't be stoped.)

Babababa baaaa

(This one is for my train bombing, train trashing.)

Babababa baaaa

(to all my graff writers who want the sun up.)

Babababa baaaa

(reminisce'n on many days of being a writer)

Babababa baaaa

You know graffiti won't die die noo

Babababa baaaa

because these walls don't lie lie noo

Babababa baaaa

to all my people world wide wide yoo

Babababa baaaa

all my writers survive yo..