Grafitti sky
I don’t think you’re all ready
Yo, I don’t think yall ready
Graffiti decorations under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension still giving me away
The lessons Ive forgotten in spite of all Ive learned
Now, I find myself in question
Point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
Point, point the finger at me again
I wanna run away 
I wanna know the truth 
I wanna know the answers 
I wanna shut the door 
And open up my mind 
Paper bags and angry voices under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension wont seem to go away
All my talk of starting over, these words were never true
Now, I find myself in question
Point, point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
Point, point the finger at me again
I wanna run away 
I wanna know the truth 
I wanna know the answers 
I wanna shut the door 
And open up my mind, and open up my mind
Gonna run away, gonna run away, way
Gonna run away, gonna run away, way, way
Run away
Hey, uh, y’all not ready
Hey, yo
I don’t think y’all ready for what I’m about to do
Yall new school dudes ain’t even got no clue
How dare you forget about Bam and Zulu?
Kool Herc and Jazzy J, they paved the way
Let me spit it to y’all who said I wasn’t gon make it
Every time I blaze it, y’all the first to hate it
My team aint lookin supreme to stay strong
Got the true series son, they scared to put us on
Can’t get with hybrids, get off your hiatus
Too many of y’all is dying for it so I gotta blaze it
Still repping BK, Brooklyn, B and on
Hell-fighting family, alienation
Banging hits in the backyard on a LP song
I’m a little communicator, Phoenix Orion
I wanna run away 
I wanna know the truth 
I wanna know the answers 
I wanna shut the door 
And open up my mind, and open up my mind