AR-T
[Chorus]
You not what they want now they got you down
You watching they spots they can't stop you now
Can’t hide from they lies when you talk real loud
They block gets that art from that spray can sound
Load up the chopper, something on my conscious
Fuck being proper, and whoever in office
Remain anonymous, scoping the target
I load up the chopper, let its spray over they Blocka

[Verse 1: Jizockk]
Don't talk much but the thoughts touch
Speaking through the wire less where they lost us
Get the message I'ma say it through they conscious
Pay attention common sense don’t cost much
I'ma put it in the open
Scoping for a canvas on ya block exposing
Lies from the vines where them grapes too potent
Whip it into wine when my wrist in motion
Tote two tools when it spray feel quotes n'
Hit you in your soul if your third eye open
Stimulating minds with the words let it Soak in
No this ain't just a sign this a muthafuckin omen
On the walls I'ma bare it all (hate me)
Because we know they never cared at all (frankly)
Paint the picture they don't hear at all
Hit 'em in they pockets, say it through the aerosol (Banksy)
[Chorus]
You not what they want now they got you down
You watching they spots they can't stop you now
Can’t hide from they lies when you talk real loud
They block gets that art from that spray can sound
Load up the chopper, something on my conscious
Fuck being proper, and whoever in office
Remain anonymous, scoping the target
I load up the chopper, let its spray over they Blocka

[Verse 2: Curci]
Barrel Pointed at the portrait
Pull a trigger make a motherfucker nauseous
Blood on my hands then strait to the faucet
I look in the mirror my only opponent
Pull out my razor, carve to get closure
Look at my scars you can see my emotion
And words when I leave, leave you feel like we smoking
The heart on the streets is a rose on emulsion
From the concrete no longer were broken
The colors I breath speak to the chosen (chosen, chosen...)
Hoping that the bombs that I bring will expose all the hopeless
Get em hoping (conscious)

[Chorus]
You not what they want now they got you down
You watching they spots they can’t stop you now
Can't hide from they lies when you talk real loud
They block gets that art from that spray can sound
Load up the chopper, something on my conscious
Fuck being proper, and whoever in office
Remain anonymous, scoping the target
I load up the chopper, let its spray over they Blocka