i came across a dooope track by the grouch called artsy, then i heard the edit remix and nearly shit the bed. we are all labeled into a scene or whatever, dont even try to deny it because you'd be really dumb to. these lyrics poke fun at our preferred styles and our elitist tendencies even if we think we aren't. some are better than others but yea your still in a scene whether you like it or not. so take one for the team, be humbled from these lyrics and don't forget who you are.
You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you got sideburns and a vintage Tee
i said You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you pluck a guitar.. that ain’t fuckin bizarre
You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you live in Los Felis, bitch you ain’t jesus
You ain’t artsier than me…
I got a colorful vocab… watch the low jab.
So what you’re a vegan?
It shows in your presence you be geekin’
and you be seeking the same life
speakin the game like the enemy
hang tight
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates
You ain’t artsier than me…
You’re just a trendy lesbian.. dreadlocked thespian
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you make weed brownies and knit wool hats
You ain’t artsier than me…
you pseduo-elitst old-school sap
I Bang for good fools
I kill for nothin
I bill for something
FAMILY and PEACE
you be whorin’ at a comfortable pace
you be skippin a chore just to jump in the race
I be bumpin my bass like you collect comics
I’m not weird. I’m honest
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you only read books, don’t watch tv.
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you shop at whole foods in open-toed shoes
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you speak real soft and drink chai tea
You ain’t artsier than me…
I recycle too… I’m kinda like you
I just look cleaner. grown demeanor
wear deoderant… registered voter and
tree hugger too… not in these clothes
me lovin you but it’s gotta be both ways
most days I’m earthy, stay grounded…
often it’s a paper chase.. I’m well rounded
straight to face
it’s all boundless
i’ll make a sound universally dope
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you drive a hybrid and carpool with three
You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you a sixteenth mexican, you ain’t ethnic and
You ain’t artsier than me…
you’re just a broke-ass poet with the same old cadence
You ain’t artsier than me…
we was conscious first… welcome to earth.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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