lirik lagu local healers & louis cypher – renaissance
what happens when there’s no paintings on the walls form over function then everything falls
a gallery of classics will they even sell at all…
what’s it worth? auctioning your soul
what’s it worth? auctioning your soul x3
is the price too high, is the price too low
ayo i’m just an artist going thru hardships
my paints clear to see upon the wall and you can’t miss, yeah i’ve put in pride in my work since i started
my ink cartridge it stays hitting the target like a sicker archer~ist, my product gets the loco stamp before it hits the market a rocky road my seatbelt strapped up just in case that the car flips i’m not a makeup artist musical my vinyl’s shiny sprayed n varnished critics wanna talk until my name is tarnished
like a defaced mona lisa in a broken frame
the red velvet rope gets signed in the open flames
i blackout like caravaggio on his darkest days
golden bars while i’m sat smoking the purple haze
were the renaissance in response to the loss of faith the price of pigment…. or the cost of paint
i’m dark, i’m tar, nah f~ck it i’m noir
je ne sais quoi the value is then it’s au revoir
hasta la vista see u later amigo
i’m painting pictures like i’m marcus rodrigo, they ain’t appreciating, the price of livings high, but this arts depreciating
local healers, we got fans ima keep em waiting
with the cypher to decipher the deceiving the ways
like dasafo i’m just watching how the truth sways
parliament, can’t par with dem
little britain trippin’ how’s little derek doing ok
we’re the usual suspects like keyser söze
drinking the smirnoff mixed up with the oj
murder without a trace no dna on the gloves
shouts out to 4i2i and stowaway
if you ain’t messing with the real you can go away
nowadays it’s strange antiques getting thrown away
i’ll dash claris cliff off a cliff
i’m not old i’m vintage but life’s still a shower of sh~t
watch it rain, down the drain, like an itsy~bitsy spider i’m just caught up in a web of lies, my internet provider got me reading these, conspiracies, sipping on the cider all these theories, i’m like j…robert oppenheimer and the energy flows through me, i’m the copper wire faster than an auctioneer, is there a proper buyer going once, going twice, sold from a top supplier but it’s sad, cus it’s only worth more once you die, uh
what happens when there’s no paintings on the walls form over function then everything falls
a gallery of classics will they even sell at all… what’s it worth? auctioning your soul
what’s it worth? auctioning your soul x3
is the price too high, is the price too low
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