Fine Art Songtext
von Gardna

Hello?

I feel like an artist painting a picture
Too many colours in the palette in the mixture
Could say the dance is my exhibition
It′s a fine art to make them all listen

Party with such precision

Still keep it mint condition
They ain't got an inch of culture built in them
I′m Pablo Picasso with the sound system, what?
Air Max 1 looking like fine art
Expensive one, but an instant crop
Work all day to respect my graft
Up all night to perfect my craft
One of one, I'm original
I go crazy with the visual
I hit Jaya up with a quick phone call

Yo
What's happening?


See me, I′m loaded and graphic
New shades to update my palette
Flip the world on its head, I adapt it
Every ting chaos, every ting manic

In the dance, in the set, I′m an addict
Cadence cool, but my pen there savage
Don't blame me, I′m the truth, I'm active
Bars on bars, don′t know how I manage

Flavours when I'm on set
Aimless when they on threats
Painting my life and I loosen the stress

Fine art every time that I step
I′m blessed, how could I ever be vexed?
My T-shirt print only thing that is pressed
I live for the art, it's a vibe, it's a sesh
Making my mark, I′m a militant pest


Feel like it′s all eyes on me anywhere I go
Something wrong with me, then they're gonna let me know
Sometimes my life′s like art on the wall
Gotta pick a pose when I'm fully exposed
When your art′s on show, that's just how it goes
They all want a piece, seen the big stage show
Sulfur rings hug the mic with gold
I′m Vincent van Gogh with the crowd control, what?
Air Max 1s looking frozen cold

Expensive one in designer clothes

Work all day and I box my goals
Up all night, no, the shop's not closed
One of one, I'm original
I go crazy with the visual
I hit Jaya up with a quick phone call

Yo
What′s happening?

See me, I′m loaded and graphic
New shades to update my palette
Flip the world on its head, I adapt it
Every ting chaos, every ting manic

In the dance, in the set, I'm an addict
Cadence cool, but my pen there savage
Don′t blame me, I'm the truth, I′m active
Bars on bars, don't know how I manage

Flavours when I′m on set
Aimless when they on threats
Painting my life and I loosen the stress

Fine art every time that I step
I'm blessed, how could I ever be vexed?
My T-shirt print only thing that is pressed
I live for the art, it's a vibe, it′s a sesh
Making my mark, I′m a militant pest

I might throw a big fat rave in a gallery
Switch it up from the warehouse factory

All the love that I give comes back to me
I don't talk too much, I do actually

To the show, I brought plenty of gang with me
Different category with my family
I write drama, romance, tragedy

This is karma, progress, anarchy
I write poetry over banging beats
Check the dance floor, it′s pure savagery
It's an art form, we′re a tapestry
I might start war when the palette's clean
Now we′re far gone in the magazines
So I can't help but feel vanity
And I'll march on ′cause I had a dream
So yeah, wagwan, let′s have it, G

Hello?
What's happening?