Nik Bates - Color Synesthesia lyrics

[Hook] Colors, colors colors Colors colors, I see the world in different colors Colors, colors colors Colors colors, I see the world in different colors Colors Colors, I see the world in different colors Colors Colors, I see the world in different colors [Verse 1] Let me paint a picture of my life My memory starts in '95 Japanese food, Japanese schools Oh, did I mention I was Japanese too? Since I was birthed, my words did the talking A radiant baby, Keith Haring should've drawn me Now I'm Rembrandt etching my flows My mind warped like I met Pica**o Chilling with my dogs, playing Poker A Dark Knight's Tale but I ain't no Joker I'll slow roast you, then put you in a box Blue, Yellow, Red, Piet Mondrian Hop in a Van, Gogh straight to the Louvre Tryna figure out what it would take for me to prove Shoes by Mr. Cartoon I'm caught in a Haze, with a Stash in my room [Hook] [Verse 2] Riding on a Sheperd Fairey, to the Last Supper I don't really know what you did Last Summer But I'm guessing you were kicking it, chilling and Kicking it, kicking it, chilling Same dookie, different day, Dali, I'ma melt away Fade away, you won't even know my name, Neck Face And Donatello was my room rate Never knew rent's due next Tuesday Monet paints a beautiful scene At La Petite Creuse, as he drew the ravine Who did he see? Someone to inherit the profit Declared it as we stared at the American Gothic Now we moving on past, you in awe as Basquiat's mad, ‘cause I'm choosing Kaws as The dude to use his craft to paint the music for the ma**es Of the people scooping stacks up of my music all fast Fall back [Hook] [Verse 3] Hey Banksy, you're gonna wanna thank me And Eddy Munch could probably make a man Scream Damn he's not gonna come with me To Italy, we could've met up with Da Vinci But since he's, in the Sistine, with Michelangelo No he's with O'Keeffe, The skull of an animal My Futura is remarkably bright Shining nice in a Starry Night, and I'm The Son of Man, a child of earth Like Frida Kahlo I can see my worth If Botticelli would've drew me first I wouldn't even need to pen a verse Without art, there's no Nik Bates Without color, life would feel so fake Without Warhol, no Pop Art scene And without Barbara Kruger, there would be no Supreme [Hook]