Graffiti Artist
 

be it a portrait or sketch, it wasnt hard to get his mother to boast
at breakfast, he was the type to literally paint his butter on toast/
yet eventually the artist in him became a mid-summers day ghost
‘n sadly before he met his callin, his inner-youngster met growth/
but he knew he still had it all! in a life, some shutters dont close
for he had a skill and a wall, it was time that he brush up on both/

the naked wall called to him, in an instant, he’d jot a work plan
and after years of hearing the word CAN’T, he got his first can/
he started at night…but embarked with a bright spark in his eye
that somehow allowed him to harness the light darkness denied/
it was rationalization vs. his artist inside... armed with his pride
his brush offered a stroke of genius with the smartest of strides/
‘God damn my hearts a bad guide!’ the kid scoffed with a smirk
cuz he finally followed the thing, and ended up lost in his work/
he swiftly bathed the wall with paint, he smothered it with haste
‘n graciously gave it every shade, including the color in his face/
it absorbed each drop like soil plains that been floodless fo years
he redefined the 3 primary colors…with blood, sweat, and tears/
he fought thru the strife, paintin a name he thought up that night
wit that he didnt just personify the wall, he also brought it to life/
tho his childhood curse was uplifted wit the word he had written
he wasnt content, with this person’s ambition it hurt to be driven/
cuz he had perfect precision that could rival a surgeon’s incision
but the worst indecision when it came to his version of finished/
yet people saw the worth he had given to the earth that we live in
nothin as influential emerged from a vision since birth of religion/

Pt 1.....If you liked this then check out the ending .....
thank you for reading...

i liked this...sounds like u writing with a passion for graffiti yourself. flowed well, good structure, creativity was also pretty good. the only thing lacking in my eyes is that i think it would have been good to make some political statements about the use of public space and security, shit like that would have been good to add in but this was still a pretty good read regardless. nice shit.

it absorbed each drop like soil plains that been floodless fo years
he redefined the 3 primary colors…with blood, sweat, and tears/

^^^^^^^^^heavy line man^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
feelin tha vocab, couple of multis, structure etc...............8/10
tight drop, yo do u graff? cos i do

Its been a like a "hobby" for me to do graffiti, its how i get my feelings out. thanks uppin^^^

ya nice work took ur time adn sounds sick to

thanks man and im hopeing Pt 2 of this can get me a nomination for something.....

uppin, i like the feedback so i can work out the kinks in my writtens

word. graff is dope. i paint aswell. some1 should make a thread where we can post pics of pieces if thats allowed in the hip hop talk thread. shouldnt see why not, graff is another form of hip hop..... (goes off back to the yard to finish his panel.) :thumbup:

i'll suggest that idea...uppin for feed back

Dope! I like to paint 2 and i already done some graffiti stuff so i was definately feeling this drop! Nice wordplay, vocab was straight fire, flow was good...damn, i like this one! Lolz :) Keep on dropping your stuff cuz i enjoyed reading this!

DQ

that shit is hot ass pussy

thanks and if you liked this one then stay tuned for pt 2 comming soon

this shit was tite...there were some multis there...but for my 2 cents...try to stay on either the ones or the twos dog...you were bouncing back and forth a lil bit...shit was still tite...do your thing pop 1

Pretty Dope..... Sounds Like Poetry More Than Rap If Thats Wut U Was Trin 2 Git It 2 B Like..... I Grafitti 2, And It Pretty Much Explains It All

it was a poem converted to a rap so i basicaly took the elemnts of a strong verse and put it in my poem.....get what im saying? Pt 2 drops tonight...check it out....

this shit is hot my nigga
u one of the hardes niggas on here shit
your whole flow was s.i.c.k.