Aceyalone - Art Club lyrics
[Aceyalone - Art Club lyrics]
It's about the art
It's about the alright alright listen
First rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Walkin around, talkin to myself
But, you're only crazy if you answer
Back and the chances of that
Are high enough to scrape the sky
Me myself and I
My inner battles are way more excitin than
The ones I have on the mic
I have the time of my life
Dissectin it, overstandin it and perfectin it
And protectin it, it's become my drive
The more it gets to be heard
The longer it stays alive my Art, Club
We meet daily, we sleep rarely
We bend barely
Fairly new, very artsy, very artsy
Do not disturb the session in progression
Just my teachers, and students and employees
And a map of the world, I
Could rap to the world, destroy MC's
Let it be noted that, no one man can hold it
Most overloaded and folded under the pressure
To carry hot stones is an honor, and a duty
Most difficult task
Last shall be first to get the treasure
Storm weather, warm weather
And rainy nights
My Art Club built of solid steel
And one diamond light
Yeah you know
Your interpretation of artists you know
Will always be in the
Forefront of the world's
Future, it's past, imagination y'know
Yeah it's true, aight
I refuse to take part
In any lesser art - felt
Break your little Hip-Hop art
And watch you melt
First assignment, evoke the path
Provoke the future
Choke and strangle your Devil
Before he shoots ya
Full of serum to fear him
But my Club supports the God so
It's difficult to hear him
We meet, over the beat
Bring your drum machines and
Dem days fly by fast
Meditating with the sensei
Be forever in debt with the powers that be
My solid steel integrity, kills a celebrity
So let it be, we shall fulfill our destiny
My Art Club
The current show was called
"Art Hurts: Visions From Young
Los Angeles Artists" it was a madhouse!
It's about the alright alright listen
First rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Walkin around, talkin to myself
But, you're only crazy if you answer
Back and the chances of that
Are high enough to scrape the sky
Me myself and I
My inner battles are way more excitin than
The ones I have on the mic
I have the time of my life
Dissectin it, overstandin it and perfectin it
And protectin it, it's become my drive
The more it gets to be heard
The longer it stays alive my Art, Club
We meet daily, we sleep rarely
We bend barely
Fairly new, very artsy, very artsy
Do not disturb the session in progression
Just my teachers, and students and employees
And a map of the world, I
Could rap to the world, destroy MC's
Let it be noted that, no one man can hold it
Most overloaded and folded under the pressure
To carry hot stones is an honor, and a duty
Most difficult task
Last shall be first to get the treasure
Storm weather, warm weather
And rainy nights
My Art Club built of solid steel
And one diamond light
Yeah you know
Your interpretation of artists you know
Will always be in the
Forefront of the world's
Future, it's past, imagination y'know
Yeah it's true, aight
I refuse to take part
In any lesser art - felt
Break your little Hip-Hop art
And watch you melt
First assignment, evoke the path
Provoke the future
Choke and strangle your Devil
Before he shoots ya
Full of serum to fear him
But my Club supports the God so
It's difficult to hear him
We meet, over the beat
Bring your drum machines and
Dem days fly by fast
Meditating with the sensei
Be forever in debt with the powers that be
My solid steel integrity, kills a celebrity
So let it be, we shall fulfill our destiny
My Art Club
The current show was called
"Art Hurts: Visions From Young
Los Angeles Artists" it was a madhouse!