Face lifted

[INTRO]
They claim I’m dangerous
Real one ain’t talking on no gang shit
Get the fuck on wit that ol’lame shit
(a failing system since 96)
Something changed cuz it’s obvious
It ain’t the same shit 
(ain’t no secret)
[VERSE 1]
Whole lot of “pay it forward” but you never see too much repayment
Fools better get it right cause they’re going out the same way that they came in
If I had to choose between muscle and brain,
Well then give me the motherfucking brain then
In the booth I channel the spirits of Nostradamus and Mozart.
It’s like Ferrari’s racing go karts
99% of the time I hit my mark
[CHORUS]
I’m the lyrical Picasso, these songs is my painting
I’m burning shit down, meltin' the mic, straight leave the beat flaming.
I been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
They love my language, they mad for me because I still ain’t famous
The lyrical Picasso, these songs is my painins
I’m burn the shit down, melted the mic, left the beat flaming
Been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
[VERSE 2]
The greatest artists to ever fuck these words
I keeps it gutter like the motherfucking curb
Don’t believe in God, but goddamnit nikka amen
You slide with that chop no need for aimin'
I’m Einstein, the rest is laymen
Fucking with me, you gonna need a gang of experience
And a ton of training
All these motherfucking grown men (Where they at)
Can’t see it
They’re more like Gaye men
If it ain’t Call of Duty I ain’t playing
[CHORUS]
I’m the lyrical Picasso, these songs is my painting
I’m burning shit down, meltin' the mic, straight leave the beat flaming.
I been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
They love my language, they mad for me because I still ain’t famous
The lyrical Picasso, these songs is my paintings
I’m burning shit down, melted the mic, left the beat flaming
Been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
[BRIDGE]
You can be sure I’m blowin' shit down if I’m aimin'
My hands hurt and I’m tired of biting holes in faces
(Shout out to that foo Raymond)
Took everything I gave ‘em.
On God, that shit didn’t fade him
Ground and pound dropping elbows
He still didn’t wanna quit so I bounced up
And grabbed a big ass stick and I made him 
He picked
Somebody else out the crowd and started to chase 'em
[FINAL CHORUS]
I’m the lyrical Picasso, these songs is my painting
I’m burning shit down, meltin' the mic, straight leave the beat flaming.
I been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
They love my language, they mad for me because I still ain’t famous
The lyrical Picasso, these songs is my paintings
I’m burning shit down, melted the mic, left the beat flaming
Been fucking the shit over ever since I came in
[OUTRO]
Yeah, Picasso with the ink
Meltin' the mic...
Ever since I came in.
(Beat Fades)

Experimental, rock rap hop, flow harmonized with a thug vibe have echoes, white male, vocals, juggle cadence. 101 bpm