(Verse 1)
Built like Kiwi
Wired like Einstein
With the drive of a thousand chauffeurs
A broad definition
Of a definitive broad
I don't know if she chose me
Or if I chose her
(Chorus)
Life is a painting
And I'm soaking in the view
Panorama Extravaganza
(Verse 2)
A well oiled machine
On a one track mind
Lui Kang with the melodies
Usain with the similies
To Hussain all these enemies
A vague introduction
To my end all, be all
Strokes of genius on the canvas of silence, we draw
(Breakdown)
The revolution won't be televised
Unless all the people coincide
Waving picket signs that emphasize
Justice and freedom and things of that nature
Go pro with your prose
Or to teach the unlearned
Your calling's your calling
I'm calling my calling
Can you relay the message?
Until my skin and bones
Both decompose
I'll give it everything I got
Everything I got
Every single time
(Chorus)
Life is a painting
And I'm soaking in the view
Panorama Extravaganza