mural

Constellations of stars

Murals on city walls

I don't see nobody but you

We'll hit up Europe (Europe), yep, and spend some Euros (Euros)

And maybe visit Berlin (berlin), the walls with the murals (murals)

This is your month baby, sign off the Virgo (Virgo)

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Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural

That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe

Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life

You're more safe walking on hot coals in rituals

I splash the paint on the wall, formed a mural

He took a look, saw the manifestation of it was plural

Purpose is for people in the plural

Form never formal, an art form, not a mural

Work four bars that are tighter than your cornrows

No vo'a para mientras griten que soy el duro (Tre' Letra')

Quiero un mural encima 'e un muro, en mil estado', en mil países (je)

Jala' el cel, llamar, gritar, "¡Brenda, lo hice!" (Mami, te amo)

A mí to' estas putas me quieren rezar

Cuando yo me muera, mi bicho va a estar en un mural

Dime Jon Z, búscate una seta

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A primitive mural on the wall

To fortify your grim resolve

Of retribution with mind war

20-20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work keeping people calm

Got it correct (Huh)

Murals of Nipsey (Huh)

Reppin' for X (Woo)

I'm a big boss, you just at a bureau

Hometown hero, tell 'em at a mural

I'm the face of my city

Talib Kweli, equality, yo' tell them where we be at

Brooklyn, New York City where they paint murals of Biggie

In cash, we trust 'cause it's ghetto fabulous, life look pretty

I just cried and left the party, "Neesh, I'll see you in a while"

Headed to the mural, got some jerk wings and plantain

'Cause that is the way that me and you would celebrate it

Time for the real niggas just to really cash in

Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states

Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate

Niggas keep tryin', they keep playin' around (uh-huh)

Before he end up on a mural (uh-huh)

Block gettin' spinned like a euro (uh-huh)

They need an article of me in the Atlanta Journal

Constitution, pay homage to me, they should paint a mural

Of me on 85, my shit is a brochure of

Bobby Boy Records spitting thorough

Every time I grab the mic, I'm paintin' murals

Doing shows in other countries, coming back with Euros

Painting the patterns I've become within my eyes

Murals fade, but lessons they sow

And as the paths we wander have shown

Just wanted to be some players pull up in a Jetta

From the Census Bureau they put up a killer's mural

It's a different world with 30 shot clips that curl, melon popped

Arms longer than Giannis, you can't get away from my reach

I went by the Magnolia, I see my face in the mural

I'm a legend already, no need to wait for the funeral

All your homies in the wind and the candles blown out

They spray paint over your mural, disrespect you after death

They gon' do the same for me, I wouldn't expect nothing less

And get fed grapes, fuck hoes in plurals

Just like heaven as I gaze at the mural

What a peace of mind when you cop you some Shapiro's

Sometimes I wonder, if this Bells Palsy didn't paralyze my grill in

Would there still be murals of my face painted on sides of buildings? (I wonder)

I mean, would I still be rhymin' brilliant? They say I provide the feeling

And the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony

And where the murals stand on walls so grand

As far as the eyes are able to see, ha

Now you're crying on twitter and that's a win win

On the Nolan show today a mural of a burning police car

And chants of get the brits out

I was trying to say "Hey"

I'd like to make a wall-sized mural out of all the dead skin cells

That you slough off while you sleep at night

They been murderin' niggas for more than way down at memorials ('cause I'm from the Eastside)

See the murals, it's a debt that was paid

With life layin' in the bed that was made

How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?

Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil' bro won't come out and spin (grrah, grrah)

He ain't hurt a fly, so he ain't count, I still'll give him ten (still'll give him ten)

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Oh, life so clear like a Rivera mural

Lucifer's teeth introduce the epidural

Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name

Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend

Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive

Murals make it right, well, how can that explain

Nobody can tell what the hell they're even saying?

Iced out your ring, can you be my piece?

I want that, she see my face in her head, just like a mural (ay)

Oh, baby, I got a lot of love I wanna give, so come and get it (uh)

In an abandoned building where

The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl

With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl

Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family

I see indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history

Who were the homestead wives?

Goldie and Ghost, black African Rose

Star-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dope

Airbrush W-B's, stop! (Shake your body, body)

Potted gold and tattooed faces

Harrison murals on the corner, Tupperware boxes full of hopes

Diazepam dreams, they're catching streams

Train death paintings, anti-meth murals

Color the ghettos of N. Dakota.

And old alleys turned deep at the heart of me

Murals of heroes defacing the blank concrete

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Don't get embarrassed by the merits

Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (never)

Murals of Phoenix, I ain't never been to Phoenix (never)

Writhe its stampings into the ground, yeah

I won't wait for you in a mural if

You won't wait for me in Albania

I put them pounds on a plane and flew right straight to Europe

If a rap nigga keep talkin' shit, we gon' put his bitch ass on a mural

But that's how it get for sure, I'm holdin' my stick for sure

I tell the black sheep, don't react to them wolves

Crib love, our heroes are on murals

So five Euros get told in their earlobe

Are all just a rehearsal before the show

A sketch before the mural, a stretch before the jump

Does she love me?

They wrote her name in magic marks, on stop signs and subway cars

They got a mural up on East 13th that said "Hallelujah, rest in peace"

Hallelujah was a hoodrat, and now you finally know that

'Cause whoever don't shoot first gon' be carryin' coffins

They put a mural of my face on the block I sold work on

Never took the first off, got me shoppin' in Bergdorf

A mural of memories moves by in a blur

His prayers all seem unanswered and unheard

Place of a brick wall, you made a window

Place of a dark hall, you painted a mural

Where there was only weeds, you raised a garden

Then did a rainbow for the rainy days

Dreamed up the murals on the blue summer skies

Painted the devil in my darling's eyes

So when I visit I park my lo-lo in the grass

To keep an eye out, smoking one for the homie on the mural

As I ride past. If I was drinking, I'd have poured some wine out