---This song is for anyone who thinks that some paint on the wall will make this world a better place.---

Two minutes past five in the early AM, three bamas steppin' out of a van.Wham!
Capes 'n' hoods all painted black. Whole scene looked like a Five-O attack. One o' the fuckers grabbin' out his can,shit, bro, he looks like a boogeyman.
All this agitation looks like damn mechanization, such stupid action can't find no classification.
Suddenly a smash, the shit-brain tripped over a can o' trash, the berry's arrived, red lights in bolts 'n' a flash.
Two of the punks crap their pants, over! Bail out, the clumsy fag left behind, stranded, noone hears 'is shout.
Blue boys bag 'em, cuffs, an' all, menu complete, total defeat, our boy's gettin' cold feet...
Brought back to the station, brought in for identification, put through interrogation, results: full cooperation.
Another encyclopedia of phobia of remainin' anonymous. Goosebumps on his epidermis, wake up, you ignoramus!
You still think you have been chosen, you still hear the call? Snap out, you oxigen-wastin' fuck-ball, this is sadley JUST SHIT ON A WALL!
Possibilities are unlimitted, yet he chose one road: zigzag. You might see 'em sprayin' toons, or droppin' a tag.
Stop wastin' yer life, stop actin' like a fag! You say life's a drag? Maybe it's just you, windbag!
Get a real life, before you leave this hood restrained. Turn away from this motherfuckin' paint, you might faint!
So while you're squeezin' yer can tight to ya heart, shufflin' a plan, sanctifyin' yer clan, followin' them like a damn caravan.
Idiotic! When your ass was fryin', all they did was they ran! Thought you got it made? Think you came out tall?
Think now you've got a rep? You can not take no fall? Dream on! When you started you were nothing, now you're just as small,
Tragic to see this was yer only goal, for this crap is still JUST SHIT ON A WALL!
Watchin' these fools, you can call it eccentricty, I think it's imbecility. No matter what their credibility, I still feel one thing for this deedee: pity!
So while ya packin' ya bottle o' spray, ay yo trip' ya metal statin' infertile,
I'm pullin' my spikes, raw meat! Your advisory is parental, mine states "transcontinental".
So while some sayin' their prayers, ready to draw, shoot at will, no room for a flaw,
You're swingin' yer colors, slimin' whatcha last saw, ya think 'tiz such a perfect breakin' the law.
So while you're pretendin' to be an outlaw, I got homies goin' down with flesh on their claw.
This life is one big jigsaw! Ain't it, Mister "Outlaw"? What's it to yo? ---
---AK-47, 22 automatic down low, a 187 and a 10 handled by a foe...
Get yer face back from where it resided, you're a big nobody and don't ya deny it!
Clothes shut windtight. Your T-shirt states "Ready to fight", but your attitude quotes "bite"
That's the scent of a fight, right? Just the sound of a sirene makes your balls ignite!
So you disagree? That's just too bad, you geek-award nomenee! Fuck me?
But whose ass was that beggin' for mercy, cryin', on his knees, you see? That's why people like me don't have to worry 'bout insecurity.
I never take a mouth of what I can't chew, I never stick a dick into what I can't screw.
Insignificant are the laws that you broke... The police is just one big joke?
I don't see ya laughin' now that they're baggin' your folk!
Sorry, that was a sidestroke! Now I see you choke, bail revoked!
You're alone on the street, now you realize you can't stand the heat!
Get out of the sun, or you're roasted! Dead meat! Make with the feet!
There's no second chance, there's no turning back. Maybe it's time for a counterattack. You're worth jack!
For someone like me you're called in-between-meal snack! I step through the hood, tucked in my overall,
I watch the homies play ball, bends gettin' ready to befall the ballers, shakin' of their dollars, you sit waisted in a corner,
Lookin' at a slut, you just want to bone 'er, but now you're a loner. You sit so small, lookin' so dumb, lay back dreamin' yer tall!
You took an urgent fall! I'm sorry, that's still JUST SHIT ON A WALL!

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KANO

To be a wolf, it doesn't suffice to run with the pack

K-DOG

makin long rymes i dont got time lol srry bro holla