Canvas of the Mind II

[Verse One: Tan Turbo] I never knew better when I was a kid Thought it be cool to buy my own lid Movies and music influenced me lots I was in Queens when Infamous dropped I wrote gang bang lyrics like come and get me Whoever wanna bring it, thought I was 50 He took nine bleeding but kept on breathing So I was like fuck it and kept on squeezing But as I grew up a lesson I learned Don't stay put while this world gon' turn Make yourself known and speak your message You can reach the globe man that's a blessing World a canvas my mind thirst Pins on a atlas my time's cursed If I could write a rhyme before I die Not gonna lie like my nine burst [Hook: B-Baz] If I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind Said if I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind [Verse Two: B-Baz] When I was just a youngin' on the come up Infected by the dreams of my peers in the gutter Raised in the 'burbs, and amazing with words Couldn't tame the allure, I could feel it every summer Every fantasy I had I began to write No indication of whether it was right Using the same storytelling just for hype But to a young nigga, man, the shit was Kryptonite Me and the crew script rhymes by the day Delusions of grandeur - we tryna get paid But ya boy ain't have the swag, I'm the nerd of class Even though I could rap, dog, I wasn't Lil Wayne Started writing gritty street stories just to sleep Pop dukes told me, "Son, you in too deep!" Gifted on the mic, but I knew that he was right So I blinked, saw the light, knew that shit wasn't me [Hook: B-Baz] If I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind Said if I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind [Verse Three: B-Baz] Kanye, Lupe, Common Gave me the knowledge to rediscover my polish And I don't mean the nails of that punk rock logic But the one to go to college for them punch clock profits Ye made a way for Cudi, Wale and Drake Wasn't a thug rapper but had money in the bank Passion, fashion, lights, camera, action Anything you asked, man, the boy made it happen So I kept writing, and after graduation Went to BU and did "Fast Food Nation" TradeMark was patient, cause boy I fucked up But the L, I had to take it and use it to make me better College had benefits: linked up with Sweeney, Hodak and D-Payne And started making Genesis Tunji was the last one - Wissahickon victories Cause March 9, 2012 redefined my history [Hook: B-Baz] If I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind Said if I could write a rhyme before I die And make you think about it when you look up in the sky I know grown men and women ain't supposed to cry But let me paint a picture on the canvas of your mind