Spraypaint & Ink Pens-Fort Minor

[ti:Spraypaint & Ink Pens] [ar:Fort Minor] [al:Fort Minor: We Major] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Spraypaint & Ink Pens - Fort Minor [00:05.62]Uh spray paint and ink pens [00:07.48]I use to write in every color I think in [00:09.81]To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in [00:12.13] [00:12.71]Yeah the gallery is the beat then I I [00:17.24] [00:18.96]Yes ladies and gentlemen [00:20.83]We have a special guest for you this evening [00:22.64]Ghost you ready [00:23.61]Yo I verbally paint pictures I'm the hood's best storyteller [00:26.70]This about a young boy dealin' with the older fellas [00:29.37]Promised him the lives he seen on TV [00:31.46]He ran packs across town like rhyme CD's [00:34.03]And big chains new clothes Nikes and Reeboks [00:36.74]Stackin' too much loot to squeeze in a shoe box [00:39.17]Savin' he promised his Mom a crib in Atlanta [00:41.47]And his pops got killed through debt he was a dealer [00:43.44]So he staged jazz fox jump off the suit cases [00:46.09]No more cross town now he's crossin' them states and [00:48.38]Seeing new faces not knowing who to trust [00:50.67]So when the door kicked open they scream this is a bust [00:53.31]Is it a set up it seems funny a scuffle broke out [00:55.90]He got hit dropped the cases spittin' blood out of his mouth [00:58.22]He walked four blocks to die trying to survive [01:00.45]And now all that's left is his mom screamin' God why [01:03.23]Uh spray paint and ink pens [01:05.62]I use to write in every color I think in [01:07.94]To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in [01:10.38] [01:10.91]Yeah the gallery is the beat then I I I I [01:20.22]Yeah yeah let me begin by sayin' shut the f**k up [01:26.11]Let my begin by saying I don't think this man knew [01:28.61]What he had in store [01:29.87]He opened the door and found the bag under the floor [01:31.75]Not a peep while he's workin' the lock get the flame aim pop [01:35.66]Open the box and take off out the back of the pawn shop [01:38.27]Scoping the lot hoping the cops hadn't seen the plates on his car [01:41.96]He felt like he been hustling [01:43.50]So hard like a demon he pumped a cold heart [01:46.57] [01:47.35]Play it cool like Humphrey Bogart [01:49.41]Put the rings on his chain attached by both parts [01:51.85]He did the drop one ring in a bag envelope all the money he had [01:55.91]Left the money and the ring in a slow exhale [01:58.01]Two weeks went by got a box in the mail [02:00.59]In the box was a bullet made of gold [02:02.57] [02:03.18]Melted down from the ring recast with two rings and a band [02:05.86]And he stared at it sitting in the palm of his hand [02:08.39]And sat down next to a picture that sat on the nightstand [02:11.19]It was his wife in the picture on his side [02:13.54]With the ring on the finger on the week that she died [02:15.60]As he looked in the reflection at those eyes so red [02:18.06]He put the bullet in a gun and put it right in his head [02:20.37]Like that [02:21.06]Uh spray paint and ink pens [02:23.32]I use to write in every color I think in [02:25.51]To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in [02:28.22]Yeah the gallery is the beat then I I I I [02:37.97] [02:40.37]He didn't have enough power in his thrusters to muster Warp five [02:43.85]Plus if he pushed it [02:44.93]The fuel cells could rupture then they would die [02:47.01]Then the galaxy would suffer but he knew he had to try [02:49.69]But he couldn't risk it put the cure in the escape pod and kissed it [02:53.44]And told her goodbye she started to cry but he knew [02:56.13]If he could distract 'em [02:56.95]He could buy her some time and she could make it out alive [02:59.77]Turn the suit around and got prepared for the stand off [03:02.04]Space mine had blew one of the hands off [03:04.60]Damaged laser cannons and he got the system jammed [03:06.38]And he faced the whole fleet blood seeping through his teeth [03:09.29]The final saga in the seven planet wars [03:11.53]Unsheethed the sword and then he charged forward [03:14.20]His eyes flashed behind the cracked cockpit glass [03:16.69]He let out a laugh and then all she heard was a blast like [03:19.59]Uh spray paint and ink pens [03:21.37]I use to write in every color I think in [03:23.72]To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in [03:26.03] [03:26.69]Yeah the gallery is the beat then I I I I [03:35.98] [03:36.99]Ghostface Fiasco [03:38.31]Uh spraypaint and ink pens [03:40.62]It's an expression coming out of a simple can of paint