Jot Set Radio Future
Graffiti something called a crime that half of you do
Even if you don't realize it or aren't part of a crew
Like when you're on the phone doin' a doodle
Cock a doodle do try doin' a doodle consciously like I frickin' do
It might open your mind ferociously removing the screws
To take off the side that sides with disapproving views
I'm one of the people constantly counteracting the news
To decorate our urban decay with reds, greens, and blues
Yo! I'm living in Jot set radio future
But I don't wear skates
Can't help but notice
Millennium youth are opening so many gates
Like me, yeah, I'm opening gates
Or I just climb over them
With six aerosol cans in my backpack
If they're already blazed I just spray over them trains
Spray paint done run through my veins
But I don't run, I ain't playing games
Finish the blaze, get out the matches
And leave the empty cans there in flames
If the police wanna search for my prints
They can look all they want in the charred remains
All they're gonna find at the scene of the crime
Is that the crime scene was obscenely signed!
Graffiti something called a crime that half of you do
Even if you don't realize it or aren't part of a crew
Like when you're on the phone doin' a doodle
Cock a doodle do try doin' a doodle consciously like I frickin' do
It might open your mind ferociously removing the screws
To take off the side that sides with disapproving views
I'm one of the people constantly counteracting the news
To decorate our urban decay with reds, greens, and blues
But I'm not hard to find
My tag names written on my Insta, click it!
All those crimes I committed I admit it
Every time I stood at a wall with a mask on my face
And a can in my hand and I hit it
So what? I'm sure they can forgive it
It's better than carrying a shiv
And with my artwork
I even make a living...
Yeah, I said I'm not hard to find
My tag names written on my Insta, click it!
All those crimes I committed I admit it
Every time I stood at a wall with a mask on my face
And a can in my hand and I hit it
So what? I'm sure they can forgive it
It's better than carrying a shiv
And with my artwork
I said with my artwork, I even make a living
Even if you don't realize it or aren't part of a crew
Like when you're on the phone doin' a doodle
Cock a doodle do try doin' a doodle consciously like I frickin' do
It might open your mind ferociously removing the screws
To take off the side that sides with disapproving views
I'm one of the people constantly counteracting the news
To decorate our urban decay with reds, greens, and blues
Yo! I'm living in Jot set radio future
But I don't wear skates
Can't help but notice
Millennium youth are opening so many gates
Like me, yeah, I'm opening gates
Or I just climb over them
With six aerosol cans in my backpack
If they're already blazed I just spray over them trains
Spray paint done run through my veins
But I don't run, I ain't playing games
Finish the blaze, get out the matches
And leave the empty cans there in flames
If the police wanna search for my prints
They can look all they want in the charred remains
All they're gonna find at the scene of the crime
Is that the crime scene was obscenely signed!
Graffiti something called a crime that half of you do
Even if you don't realize it or aren't part of a crew
Like when you're on the phone doin' a doodle
Cock a doodle do try doin' a doodle consciously like I frickin' do
It might open your mind ferociously removing the screws
To take off the side that sides with disapproving views
I'm one of the people constantly counteracting the news
To decorate our urban decay with reds, greens, and blues
But I'm not hard to find
My tag names written on my Insta, click it!
All those crimes I committed I admit it
Every time I stood at a wall with a mask on my face
And a can in my hand and I hit it
So what? I'm sure they can forgive it
It's better than carrying a shiv
And with my artwork
I even make a living...
Yeah, I said I'm not hard to find
My tag names written on my Insta, click it!
All those crimes I committed I admit it
Every time I stood at a wall with a mask on my face
And a can in my hand and I hit it
So what? I'm sure they can forgive it
It's better than carrying a shiv
And with my artwork
I said with my artwork, I even make a living
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Writer(s): Jot Mcnamee
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