(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