Lyrics Silent Art Child - Chino XL
I
don't
know
whether
it
was
the
Ritalin
Or
he
was
just
spaced
out
but
He
just
sat
there
writing
words
and,
didn't
make
any
sense
Maybe
got
too
rough
with
him
but
Times
were
different
and
look
how
he
turned
out
He
turned
out
okay,
yeah
it
was
okay
Yeah,
my
slow
mind
races
on
auto-pilot
Reachin
my
arm's
limitation,
born
a
baby
giant
Wishing
my
mom
used
birth
control
so
I
scream
in
silence
It's
bittersweet,
enough
time
to
be
wickedly
good,
as
a
dull
diamond
My
voodoo
science
is
terribly
please
live
in
death,
tragic
comedies
Uncrowned
king
of
wordless
books
and
forgotten
memories
It's
a
victimless
crime,
I
want
a
virgin
birth
An
uncommonly
normal
unwelcome
greeting
I
receive
for
this
Earth
It's
a
religious
war,
my
music's
a
complete
success
It's
the
audience
that's
a
failure,
am
I
wastin
my
breath?
A
wise
fool
possess
drowning
in
the
dry
pool
of
bliss
You
thank
God
you're
an
atheist
My
writing
shits
on
Macbeth
School
interferes
with
education
Only
thing
I
don't
procrastinate
with
is
procrastination
You
got
Van
Gogh's
ear
for
music
True
fiction
I'm
thinkin
out
loud
-
Using
dumb
wisdom
I've
been
overlooked,
and
I've
been
shitted
on
Step-father
broke
my
jaw,
my
momma
kicked
me
out
Lived
in
the
graveyard,
was
almost
down
and
out
Had
women
break
my
heart,
was
cursed
before
I
start
But
still
I
had
my
art,
I
cried
in
the
dark
And
my
control
of
words,
is
all
that
I
got
So
I
am
satisfied,
since
it's
a
gift
from
God
I'm
gonna
share
with
y'all,
the
silent
art
child
It's
easy
to
just
sit
there
and
judge
me
But
you
weren't
there,
I'm
his
mother
I
was
in
the
projects
taking
care
of
his
so-called
creative
ass
To
just
say
that
I
sat
there
and
did
nothing
is
really
heavy
They
say
that
no
one
loves
a
genius
child
As
quoted
by
Langston
Hughes
invited
exile
I'm
not
okay,
I'm
a
beautiful
beast
imprisoned
while
with
a
frowned
smile
Blood
healed,
awaken
dreams,
crucified
spittin
violent
vows
Lying
vows,
standing
bows,
Optimistic
pessimism
Blind
justice,
eyes
without
sight,
claimin
to
have
vision
I'm
like
an
angry
corpse
that
is
dancin
in
his
own
grave
A
fully
mixed
Mulatto
son
of
master
half
of
freed
slaves
Write
my
wrongs,
silent
songs,
Taking
paralyzed
steps
I
started
out
with
nothing
and
I
still
have
most
of
it
left
You
gave
me
nothing
to
live
up
to,
how
could
I
disappoint?
I
stood
in
the
way
of
you
bein
dead,
my
strongest
weakest
point
Abused
cause
I
didn't
do
what
you
told
me
to
do
When
you
didn't
know
what
you
were
doing,
all
high
and
confused
My
silent
art
child,
smart
heart
scarred
Keeps
me
lovin
you
knowin
you
gonna
hurt
me,
you've
done
it
before
Y'all
don't
deal
with
that
I
mean
in
the
end
what
does
it
matter?
I
refuse
to
allow
anyone
to
make
me
feel
any
way
about
my
life
Yeah,
an
honorable
villain
and
damn
saint
That's
brutally
comforted
in
my
sick
health,
and
baptized
in
hate
I
tried
not
to
think,
I
quietly
just
wrote
my
rhymes
Abuse
casted
a
shadow
that
has
lasted
a
lifetime
Questionable
answers
that's
for
my
Humble
arrogance
Exposed
to
virtuous
lies
Taught
with
ugly
attractiveness
, Parents
unconscious
competence
Busy
relaxin,
I'm
an
on-purpose
accident
with
no
past
defense
Feared
like
poor
millionaires
living
in
Hell's
paradise
We're
alone
together
in
this
organized
mess
I
write
Sky
raining
mute,
idle
chatter,
bad
angels
sound
Rival
containing
vital
viral
matter,
clouds
on
the
ground
Trying
to
get
a
handle
on
my
own
moods
Trying
to
prove
I'm
more
than
dirt
on
God's
shoes
I
swear
these
syllables
I
cues
that
I
choose
Are
too
many
mirrors
of
misery
and
riddle
me
physically
Challenged
artistically,
definite
even
contradictory
Placed
words
next
to
each
other
that'll
confuse
but
clearly
As
a
kid
writing
rhymes
with
severely
broken
fingers
Developed
ability
to
write
with
either
hand,
Satan
won't
stop
my
English
Remember
kneelin
praying,
askin
God
why
35
sleepin
pills
and
I
didn't
die
Silent
art
child,
lost
like
one
tear
in
the
ocean
There
isn't
a
locked
door
that
my
writing
can't
open
And
we
all
have
scars
I
could
pull
mine
out
too
But
if
it
didn't
happen
that
way
You
guys
wouldn't
even
know
who
he
is
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1 Crazy Love
2 Eight Beginnings
3 Rain (interlude)
4 It’s Not Too L8te
5 Wicked Church
6 Silent Art Child
7 Anything
8 Mama Told Me
9 Afraid of Nothing
10 Can Be
11 No Damn Good for Me
12 Black Rosary 8am (interlude)
13 Closer to God
14 Xross Your Heart
15 Missing You 8pm (interlude)
16 The Hype Man (interlude)
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