Lyrics Spraypaint & Inkpens - Ghostface Killah , Lupe Fiasco
Fort
Minor,
Minor
Fort
Minor,
Minor,
Minor...
Uh,
spraypaint
and
ink
pens
I
use
to
write
in
every
color
I
think
in
To
paint
a
picture
with
every
rhyme
that
I
speak
in
Yeah,
the
gallery
is
the
beat
then
I...
I...
I...
I...
Yes,
ladies
and
gentlemen
We
have
a
special
guest
for
you
this
evening
Ghost,
you
ready?
Yo,
I
verbally
paint
pictures,
I'm
the
hood's
best
storyteller
This
about
a
young
boy
dealing
with
the
older
fellas
Promised
him
the
lives
you
see
on
TV
He
ran
packs
across
town
like
rhyme
CD's
And
big
chains,
new
clothes,
Nikes
and
Reeboks
Stacking
too
much
loot
to
squeeze
in
a
shoe
box
Saving,
he
promised
his
mom
a
crib
in
Atlanta
And
his
pops
got
killed
through
debt,
he
was
a
dealer
So
he
staged
jazz,
fox
jump
off
the
suit
cases
No
more
cross-town,
now
he's
crossing
them
states
and
Seeing
new
faces,
not
knowing
who
to
trust
So
when
the
door
kicked
open
they
scream
"This
is
a
bust"
"Is
it
a
set
up?",
it
seems
funny,
a
scuffle
broke
out
He
got
hit,
dropped
the
cases
spitting
blood
out
of
his
mouth
He
walked
four
blocks
to
die
trying
to
survive
And
now
all
that's
left
is
his
mom
screaming
"God
Why?"
Uh,
spraypaint
and
ink
pens
I
use
to
write
in
every
color
I
think
in
To
paint
a
picture
with
every
rhyme
that
I
speak
in
Yeah,
the
gallery
is
the
beat
then
I...
I...
I...
I...
Yeah,
yeah,
let
me
begin
by
saying
"Shut
the
fuck
up!"
Let
my
begin
by
saying
I
don't
think
this
man
knew
what
he
had
in
store
He
opened
the
door
and
found
the
bag
under
the
floor
Not
a
peep,
always
working
a
lot,
get
the
flame,
aim,
pop
Open
the
box
and
take
off
out
the
back
of
the
pawn
shop
Scoping
the
lot,
hoping
the
cops
hadn't
seen
the
plates
on
his
car
He
felt
like
he
been
hustling
so
hard
like
a
demon
he
pumped
a
cold
heart
Play
it
cool
like
Humphrey
Bogart,
put
the
rings
on
his
chain
attached
by
both
parts
He
did
the
drop,
one
ring
in
a
bag,
envelope,
all
the
money
he
had
Left
the
money
and
the
ring
in
a
slow
exhale
Two
weeks
went
by,
got
a
box
in
the
mail
In
the
box
was
a
bullet
made
of
gold
Melted
down
from
the
ring,
recast
with
two
rings
and
a
band
And
he
stared
at
it
sitting
in
the
palm
of
his
hand
And
sat
down
next
to
a
picture
that
sat
on
the
nightstand
It
was
his
wife
in
the
picture
on
his
side
With
the
ring
on
the
finger
on
the
week
that
she
died
As
he
looked
in
the
reflection,
at
those
eyes
so
red
He
put
the
bullet
in
a
gun
and
put
it
right
in
his
head
like
that
Uh,
spraypaint
and
ink
pens
I
use
to
write
in
every
color
I
think
in
To
paint
a
picture
with
every
rhyme
that
I
speak
in
Yeah,
the
gallery
is
the
beat
then
I...
I...
I...
I...
Uh,
yeah,
uh
Fiasco!
You
know
he
didn't
have
enough
power
in
his
thrusters
to
muster
Warp
5
Plus
if
he
pushed
it,
the
fuel
cells
could
rupture
then
they
would
die
Then
the
galaxy
would
suffer
but
he
knew
he
had
to
try
But
he
couldn't
risk
it,
put
the
cure
in
the
escape
pod
and
kissed
it
And
told
her
goodbye,
she
started
to
cry,
but
he
knew
if
he
could
distract
'em
He
could
buy
her
some
time
and
she
could
make
it
out
alive
Turn
the
suit
around
and
got
prepared
for
the
stand
off
Space
mind
had
blew
one
of
the
hands
off
Damaged
laser
cannons
and
he
got
the
system
jammed
And
he
faced
the
whole
fleet,
blood
seeping
through
his
teeth
The
final
saga
in
the
seven
planet
wars
Unsheethed
the
sword
and
then
he
charged
forward
His
eyes
flashed
behind
the
cracked
cockpit
glass
He
let
out
a
laugh
and
then
all
she
heard
was
a
blast
like
Uh,
spraypaint
and
ink
pens
I
use
to
write
in
every
color
I
think
in
To
paint
a
picture
with
every
rhyme
that
I
speak
in
Yeah,
the
gallery
is
the
beat
then
I...
I...
I...
I...
Yeah,
ladies
and
gentlemen
This
has
been
a
Fort
Minor
production
Ghostface!
Fiasco!
Uh,
spraypaint
and
ink
pens
It's
an
expression
coming
out
of
a
simple
can
of
paint
Look,
it's
the
easiest
way
for
the
average
kid
to
paint
things
using
himself
as
the
meaning
of
it
You
gonna
get
into
the
gallery
there
soon,
man
Why?
I'm
not
gonna
be
famous
one
day
Why
do
you
always
say
that?
Cause
it's
true
1 100 Degrees
2 Dolla
3 Bloc Party
4 S.C.O.M.
5 Remember the Name (Funkadelic remix)
6 Bleach (Jimi remix)
7 Spraypaint & Inkpens
8 Petrified (Doors remix)
9 Get It
10 Be Somebody
11 Respect 4 Grandma
12 There They Go (Green Lantern remix)
13 All Night
14 Nobody's Listening (Green Lantern remix)
15 Cover and Duck
16 Remember the Name (album version)
17 Petrified (album version)
18 Outro
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