Work Of Art

[Intro]
Yea ...
Figured my works of art should show you exactly who I am
Let's do it

[Verse 1]
Practicing my poetry but still there is no coaching me
Stupendous penmanship been relentless, there's no approaching me
NASCAR approach and I been sliding through them openings
Maybe then them doors will open hopefully
Remember open mic night, wanted everyone to notice me
Now I be how a yogi be
Sitting in lotus while I spit this flame over some heat
Never know less than dope, I probably wrote this on a cocoa leaf
Coffee for the late nights I couldn't sleep
Plotting on harvest time, 'cause it's plenty to reap
Or so they say
The sow I seek
Got a crop yield higher than that Everest peak
But don't you speak if it's maize
Thesues, the string leave you niggas amazed
Arachne with the tapestry
Painting cistine so all the preachers after me
Writing only sixteens is a catastrophe
I had to master thee
Art of penning polished verses with a purpose
Had to leave my sweat on the track to show you I'm working
Had to leave my tears on the track to show you I'm hurting
But I ain't have to prove nothing to you niggas
I been me from the jump
Like I got out there and skied on some bumps
Paying my dues, my dude I'm never missing much
It's time to eat and y'all can all come to lunch
First come, first serve
If you ain't starve then you not heard
It's all love but it might hurt
I dig deep till my hands burn
Doing a hand stand while I write this verse
They telling me don't let it go to your head
Gotta give it all back 'fore I'm dead
But I've been making all this gold out of lead
Pure alchemy
Had to get it out of me
(Get it out)

[Bridge]
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

[Verse 2]
Masterpiece
Make 'em say unh like Master P
I done been everything that I had to be
And you niggas tryna reach like pass the peas
My Lord
I got
The whole world in my mouth
Lord Krishna to you listeners
Atman riddled with blisters
But it still rains when I brainstorm

[Chorus]
Works of art in my mind, all in my memory
I had to let it out, so that I could breathe
I'm the only one behind these scenes
Had to master my masterpiece
I had to master my masterpiece
Yea
Yea Yea yea

[Verse 3]
Quand il pleut, il verse
Mais après la pluie, le beau temps
(Excuse my French)
And that's all you need to grow orchids
Or tulips
Spot divinty between two lips
2-D told me that I was no longer useless
Super Lupe told me I could be the coolest
Grandma told me not to be foolish
Grandmas said that I could do it
So I figured that I'd do it right
Pitter patter with the verbose, I'll keep it tight
Extra syllables to fill the critical, they call me Liiight
So I let it shine like 400 lux at midnight
Burn all the lamp oil
Paint until my colors bleed
A man out of a boy
They clay has been formed
My artistry born
Y'all niggas got boring
Everybody just snoring
So I had to Luigi and one up
Even if I wrote like a great it would be enough
Giving you Gonelli even if I couldn't see enough
Spilling my sins on the canvas
Sometimes I get manic but don't ever panic
Sometimes us creatives get crazy
That just mean that we genius baby
Pushing deadlines til I flatline
Yea you know 5th quarter, used call that grind time
That's the only one you gone make it to prime time
So shine bright
They gone let Liiight shine
They gone let Ruby shine
They gone let my homies shine
Shine

[Bridge]
I'm talking Hannah
I'm talking Shelby
I'm talking Evan
I'm talking Autumn
Autumn and Amberly
Summer won't fall
I'm talking Trey
I'm talking Laurel and Bekah
Yea I'm talking Plate
I'm talking all them
I'm talking Alayna
I'm talking Naeem & Christina
Anaya the baby
I speak to the greatest
I told him "Watch them"
Give them some space ships
Guarantee safety
Lord
Lord

[Outro]
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Vincent Vega: "Alright"

Rose DeWitt Bukater: "Jack I want you to draw me like one of your French girls ... wearing this."

Jack Dawson: "Alright"

Rose DeWitt Bukater: "....Wearing only this."

Jack Dawson: "Come. Eyes to me. Keep them on me. Try to stay still."