Roark Bailey - Art Show lyrics

Verse 1: Here's the vision from broke and average: everyone hopes for lavish But won't cope with scratches and cuts to contusions and bruises Building music for folks to say his flow's savage They think that it's magic, hoping a club hit can maket them established These days labels can't construct the acts that they manage so if they see crowd builder they'll grab it But if you want longevity, the craft is what you should practice From the pen to the stage, that'll make people swipe the plastic on branding you package Cause you got to be more than rap addicts; the greatest acquaintance of all your fanatics They connect to your social, your lyrics, your ad libs Then when they're feeling your talents Finally you can balance the executive challenge You're becoming he franchise you can pitch up like them Chipmunks & Alvin Plus by that time, you're just getting extensions for shipping and handling Cause your business and your spitting made you the one they're demanding Chorus: People all question since I know the method And lyrically wrecking, why is it farfetched that My art can make me blow This is my message, it may make you breathless And if you don't get it, I'll put it on record And just let my art show Verse 2: My dear, my dear, my dear You do not know me, but I know you very well Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you When I try to think about how it'd work out I shout cause I know the outcome of the route Miss Fortune, I know you're bad and the company you keep What you want from a man, and I could make a clean sweep But the Stakes is High and that's De La Soul, I play the role The lane I rode would be a dangerous road Those who paid the toll, you drove wild when you gave the go Saying that you take it slow...Ha! We know that you're fast, girl. Word is Fame's a hoe Angel? No...demonizing, but the truth is true. Ain't it though? Middle name must be nasty, how you've done people so dirty Saw the ugly on the inside and decided you ain't worthy I could be one of the best to have you, but I find it more important To be happy with my choices, so goodbye Miss Fame N. Fortune Chorus: People all question since I know the method And lyrically wrecking, why is it farfetched that My art can make me blow This is my message, it may make you breathless And if you don't get it, I'll put it on record And just let my art show I'm no longer tempted to get in a business Where there's people in it who just want to witness Your downfall when they know You can be better than anyone selling But if you can't get enough profit, they're bailing So I'll just keep my soul In my art show