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In Defense of my Art
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In defense of my art, I'd rather be Tony Allen than Quest Love In defense of my art, my target is more Charles D**kens than D’Banj In defense of my art, being broke ain't an option unless you talking stocks In defense of my art, running my own race, not checking on your marks What's up? In defense of my art, I am Nat Nakasa’s Harlem renaissance (What?) In defense of my art, you don't know what I'm talking about, just bounce In defense of my art In defense of my art People always talk when you shine your light All I know is stars never work to shine bright All right In defense of my art In defense of my art People hate and love what they can't be I'll never lose sleep just 'cause they ain't me Nah! Fresh out the gate, I was writing for a living Bill wasn't laid, got my jobs from the lyrics And I spit it like I had an apple stuck in my Adam’s apple Even ?? has’ em jumping out windows Had' em trippin’ over us for the vision No Charles but I tried to fly pa** city limits Silly critics say I'm AC DC But they ain't seeing me, I'm ANC and Run DMC We still ?? too, been like world leases Bin Laden been plan blow up the world team Back when Hansie was shaving off runs T was making crowds uncomfy with the smart sh*t You can hear crickets from how they didn’t feel it No matter how you spin it, I had mad em sixes Kill a pimp from the f**ks I wasn't giving I tell' em you should listen, shut up and bounce with it In defense of my art In defense of my art People always talk when you shine your light All I know is stars never work to shine bright All right In defense of my art In defense of my art People hate and love what they can't be I'll never lose sleep just 'cause they ain't me Fresh out the gate, I was live from the Ba**line They didn't take it to it, cla**ics take time I found my lane out in Scandinavia Now we stay in white hoods like hate crime F**k being famous, I want paper, but more greatness I'm here tryna make God, not maker They say it's weird I don't sound like Mavis But I'm not Cambridge neither a painted zebra, a coconut, I'm Joseph Sambi one Who wanna claim Jesus? I make genius Photos of me with the Polo on, clean cut GQ with an IQ, I think yep I give you life through haikus that mean much Go seek mine on iTunes, no free lunch Tell' em if they ask you why, shut up your lips, bounce Don't even try get it, if it's way over your head, then it's fine just forget it and just bounce From the ground to the ceiling, in fact throw' em up if you aroused by the feeling (just bounce) We ain't even gon' beef, if you ain't about that life but I hope you don't sleep (it's that bounce) ‘Til the drum roll ripping, 808s banging like oh madabeeshes In defense of my art In defense of my art People always talk when you shine your light All I know is stars never work to shine bright All right In defense of my art In defense of my art People hate and love what they can't be I'll never lose sleep just 'cause they ain't me
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