Lirik Lagu Happy Little Trees - Gym Class Heroes
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Now who you know leave the sceneMessier than canvas's by Jackson PollockThrowing multicolored thoughts at a rapid paceI make a mess you dissect it and make sense of itThen get back to me at your earliest convenienceCheck my verbal sequence as I texturize these tracksSeven layers to be exact eliminate the whackWith a firm brush stroke I mc paintilyLyricists begin crumbling from my scumbling techniqueAs I tweak your audio and visual keep my drips minimal messages subliminalCause me and rap go way back we complimentSo together we enhance one another that's common senseHigh intensity catches the eye your jaw dropsBe a real critic not explicit with false propsI keep my darks deep my lights bright I'm very thoroughWith my churascurro inspiration spark and a knifeNow watch me rock the spot like ? minus the heroinAnd make my face popular like Andy did to MarilynIts kinda scary when real art gets left behindWhile they take bullshit and start sellin it to blind folksBut I remain humble as long as ? continues spinnin hot shitOn his twin twelve-hundred color wheels of steelF**k mass appeal art is art only the real can truly feel itSo open your eyes and listenCombine your ears with visionOr do it cause you love itOr for cash that's your decisionThat's your decisionThat's your decision
Its like I'm torn between two worldsA paintbrush and a microphoneA canvas or a beatCD or LPAnything goes when my ink pen flowsAnd God only knows where its gonna bring me nextSo I'm inclined to like paint rhymes and spit kaleidoscopes with one eye closedAnd I suppose if you chose the path that I choseYou know the cycle ass ho don't frontIt goes inspiration and productivity then a sense of self worth and in steps depressionLike back and forth and forth and backShould I paint a picture or record a trackA gift or a curse I don't know I'm still undecidedBut over the years I've found clever ways to hide itAnd those that lack the passion I have may despise itBut my momma made me this way I thank her everydaySo tell them kids to keep coloring outside the linesUntil they lose they limitations and they minds is freeTell them teachers that you want your money back this timeAnd tell Bob Ross for all the happy little treesAnd tell my momma that her baby boy is doing just fineAlthough hes running out of patience but his mind is freeAnd tell my pops that I'll pay his money back sometimeAnd that his son is two steps away from where he needs to be
Its like I'm torn between two worldsA paintbrush and a microphoneA canvas or a beatCD or LPAnything goes when my ink pen flowsAnd God only knows where its gonna bring me nextSo I'm inclined to like paint rhymes and spit kaleidoscopes with one eye closedAnd I suppose if you chose the path that I choseYou know the cycle ass ho don't frontIt goes inspiration and productivity then a sense of self worth and in steps depressionLike back and forth and forth and backShould I paint a picture or record a trackA gift or a curse I don't know I'm still undecidedBut over the years I've found clever ways to hide itAnd those that lack the passion I have may despise itBut my momma made me this way I thank her everydaySo tell them kids to keep coloring outside the linesUntil they lose they limitations and they minds is freeTell them teachers that you want your money back this timeAnd tell Bob Ross for all the happy little treesAnd tell my momma that her baby boy is doing just fineAlthough hes running out of patience but his mind is freeAnd tell my pops that I'll pay his money back sometimeAnd that his son is two steps away from where he needs to be
