Da Vinci Baby

[Intro: Jay Z]

Rap is pretty much thinking out loud. You're talking and you're putting your fears and vulnerabilities and, you know, you're putting your bravado, insecurities all on music. And it's there for the world to see. You're really giving it a glimpse into who you are

[Verse: SoniQ]

An entertainer like Michael
On the mic I'm Michelangelo
Paint a picture of a dike who likes to strangle hoes
Neither of our wrists clean or pristine
And when the ink spills every sixteen's a Sistine Chapel
You're a basket with green apples
I'm a basket-case going bananas on each sample
Keep trampling everything in my way, leading by example
Better give me my pay to speak ample
Fuckin' stash, not 'suffering suckertash' sucker
Cash! They're fronting like he's such an upper class fucker
Passed out after his last supper passed, aha
Let's find his muse and put some glass up her ass!
And to think they treated her like Monalisa at start
That's why I add animation like Homer, Lisa and Bart
Marge, Maggie
Got large baggies of weed in the cart
Turn that smoke into lyrics and give the people some art
Growing up admiring graffiti in the park
I'd MC like Leonardo with a beanie and a spark
That would shine so bright you would see me in the dark
What I liked was PCP and MARZ
So from Pablo Picasso to Diego Fazio
I wanna raise a bar like tables at the Bellagio
And get into it like Van Gogh painting Mangoes
Or a night sky where only a courageous man goes
Never took it as an extra-mural
But my use of colours gave Johannesburg an extra mural
In high school my art teacher was convinced I'm crazy
But if she'd only focused on my fingerprints then maybe
She'd see a method to the madness like Da Vinci baby