Lyrics Have You Heard of Art - Pyrophoria

You know what I'ma fuck your brain
I'm insane
Take a seat
You're in for a treat
Have you heard
Anything like this beat
6 genre charter I'm a martyr
For killing the elite
Fucker of the arts you can't compete
A few hours and this song was complete
You drag your fuckin feet
You try to fuckin cheat
Who's the figure that wrote your speech
Where can they be reached
I could teach
Them how to preach
I don't practice I unleash
I do not come in peace
You have no mouth just got a piece
Ceasefire will cease
Gang banging screaming fuck the police
That's your release
Ok it repeats
Oh but you're from the streets
You ain't make your own beats
Triplets you never heard of these
I write my signature in threes
To me a breeze
I got two degrees
Neither for music but no guarantees
I won't need to show you the abcs
I'll sing you a song all day long
But I can't teach you good from wrong

Next part ima show you I'm smart
You don't know the name of this part
Ima climb the chart
And have a heart to heart
You have famous words to impart
But fucker have you heard of art
What sets you apart
From SoundCloud rapper at Walmart
The future is dark
The future is future and he's a shark
Like Tiga and face tattoo from a trailer park
What they leave behind will be question mark
Mark my words again, my remark
Lil wayne missed that one even on guard
Is fucktard
On today's bingo card
You're a star so you're starred
On broken dream boulevard
You'll leave us scarred
You didn't go to Juliard
But it wasn't that hard
To win a shiny award
Again screams the hoard
Shitforbrains know who to gravitate toward
1-3-5 is a is a chord
But you can only afford
Top 10 billboard
Everyone gets aboard
What if you were ignored
Would it be you or the people who adored
Are you popular for being so
Or is there something I don't know
Because you're garbage but why though
Why are you famous for a shitshow
The more followers the further you go
So what do you owe
When people can't say no
Unless in unison so now you're still pro
They love garbage because it's easy to swallow
Yeah I get played on the radio
But I won't be famous tomorrow
I don't fit in with a garbage portfolio
I hear out Jean-Jacques Rousseau
You make art and humanity takes a blow