| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you got sideburns and a vintage tee
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| I said you ain’t artiser than me
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| Cuz you pluck a guitar, that ain’t fuckin bizarre
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you live in Los Feliz, bitch you ain’t Jesus
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| I got a colorful vocab, watch the low jab
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| So what you’re vegan?
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| It shows in your presence, you be geekin'
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| And you been seekin' the same light
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| Speakin' of game like the enemy, hang tight
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| I got a tail about 6 foot 1 by infinity
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| Full of sun, rain & potential energy
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| All you saw were the K-Swiss
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| Clean, crisp, creased jeans means this
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| So you thought and dipped
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| My walks hip, thoughts; |
| hipper
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| Unzip the zipper
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| No I don’t wear hemp or drink liquor
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| And that don’t make me the man, just a little bit sicker
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| Spit kicker with an eye for the big dipper
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| From an island cliff emerges a loud whisper
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| And I’m proud of this, it’s my art
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| You doin yoga just to look the part
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| You just a trendy lesbian, dreadlock thespian
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you make weed brownies and knit wool hats
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| You pseudo-elitist old-school sap
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| Don’t let an 808 scare ya
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| Shake stripes off your shirt and clear the whole area
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| I’m a humanoid too
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| And if you’re cool with me then I’ll look past the void in you
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| Instead of through
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| I’m down with VW’s and flossed-out caddys on 22's too
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| I bang for good
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| Fools, kill for nothin'
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| I build for somethin'
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| Family and peace
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| Hand me the piece
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| I’ll hit it, I’m social
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| Hear my opinion
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| I’m proud, I’m vocal
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| Local in a foreign place
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| More digital than dusty
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| But trust me, I be tourin' space
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| You be whorin' at a comfortable pace
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| You be skippin a chore to jump in a race
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| I be bumpin my bass like you collect comics
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| I’m not weird, I’m honest
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you only read books, don’t watch T. V
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you shop at Whole Foods in open-toed shoes
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you speak real soft and drink Chai tea
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| I recycle too, I’m kinda like you
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| I just look cleaner, grown demeanor
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| Wear deodorant, registered voter
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| And a tree hugger too
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| Not in these clothes
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| Me lova you but it’s gotta be both ways
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| Most days I’m earthy, stay grounded
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| Often it’s a paper chase, I’m well-rounded
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| Straight to face, townish
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| It’s all boundless
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| I make it sound universally dope
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| Overcome adversity, reshape the worst of me
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| Do it for the love and release it commercially
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| Like a blockbuster started at Sundance
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| Can’t stop man you only get one chance
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| Presentation is key, hesitation ain’t see
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| Innovation is my A-R-T
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| Dedication is free, occupation is me
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| Innovation is my A-R-T
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you drive a hybrid and carpool with three
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| Cuz you a 16th Mexican, you ain’t ethnic
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| And you ain’t artsier than me
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| You just a broke ass poet with the same old cadence
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| You ain’t artsier than me
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| We was conscious first, welcome to Earth |