Artist with the Pen

Yow
See I'm an artist with the pen
Heres that dummy The lazy prodigy Welcome to the Mind of me
At my desk Watch me go in
Hard work caged in my mind Strugglin
David kicking Goliath in the shin
Outside of that box is where you can find me
But I aim for the chin
Knock out Demon released from the den
Seal broken Incense Burning
Mind churnin
For the legend seat that that table
Visions got me yearnin
I can feel the pages turnin
Wheel spin new Ferrari tire burnin
I want to be the one above them all
Dragon breathin
Fireball
Out in space
That high you can't fall
Theoretically but don't really take it from me
Why though
Because I'm an artist with the pen

I'm an artist with a pen
Paint a picture Abstract hope they gone study me
And I'm an artist with a pen
Yeah I will put it to the sound with the lyrics
I'll bring the life Real and Fantasy
See I'm an artist with the pen
Yeah I outside of your stereo
You will see an artist with the pen
I weild it Yeah See I am he that lazy prodigy wordlord

That boy wicked
See how he kick it and flipped it
The verse he dipped it in pain
On the page He let it stain
Only hoping to reign
From the struggle
Only lessons he gained
I was asked Do you really want it more than those who don't do?
Then so it's best to study those who came before you
Since it's a must
Time proved it true
Too many focus on the blast
Only to flicker out
This fiyah burn through aye
See the crowd shout
Fuck a drip flood Leave em with no doubt
Hey See I used to slip when I was in a drought
No cloud when stepping out
Was nothing I Thought about
brother past I said Fuck it Imma throw my Voice in
Grip the Pad and then I went got mad
Yeah yeah See I'm an artist with the pen
Yeah See I'm an artist with the pen
Now watch me go in
Please understand me
I'm knowing what is coming next
And every time the context get vex
They really don't understand see
I'm an artist with a pen You

I'm an artist with a pen
see I'm an artist with the pen

I slid in the studio
Smooth as a thought you forgot
Am I not the one to light up Da spot
A style is more than I brought
Hey I asked so many for a shot
Hey I'm a broke so They told me go and rot
I thought not
Hey I gave it all I got
Camp fire with the twigs burning till it's hot
Hey I flip the lid
Grab it now
I my floss with chaos
Forever A boss
Proof came in as a zombie
Lyrics on my art
Sick like the poison dart
Don't get me cross
That's a bad picture
You ain't ready for that loss
Drop that desk on Anybody
Coronavirus gave me too much time
And on these lines
Hey I'm flying
Skill of a nuclear sonic boom
I'm blinding
From that moment you heard me
There ain't no rewinding
I Carved it in the tone
Cause I'm an artist with the pen
Hey see I'm an artist with the pen
Yo I flick the wrist and watch me do it again

Paint a picture
Abstract
hope They gone study me
I'm an artist with the pen
Yeah how I put it to the sound with the lyrics
I bring to life The real and fantasy
Im artist with the pen
Yeah outside of Your stereo
You will see an artist with the pen
I wield it
Yeah See
I am he that lazy prodigy
Whoa lawd



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Picerne
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