These Walls Don't Lie

It was the last days of summer, sun shinin' thrue the window/

Life movin' real slow, you know how things go/

His friends knew him by the name of Bingo/

as he turned up the volume on the hot new single/

from Looptroop his favourite rapgroup/

He loved how they represented him yo, the graffyouth/

from the grassroots. He came from Sweden too/

felt proud when he played his new friends the latest tunes/

(Check this shit out man!) That he had to download/

Cus his local recordstore was on the other side of the globe/

They didn't carry the stuff, but he felt it was ok to do/

He spread the Troop's message all the way to Australia, dude/

and man that couldn't be wrong/

when Long Arm and Freedom Fighters were his fuckin' theme songs/

in the headphones those nights he spent when he stayed up/

Adrenaline Rush,when he entered the lay up, singin...

Chorus: You know graffiti won't die/

Because these walls don't lie/

I'm dedicatin' this piece/

He said, to those DVSG's...

And stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol/

mimicking the king Rick the Ruler's manners/

fresh dressed in his newest shoes and flannels/

then began lettin' off with the loosest cannons/

figurin' this'll be my coolest panel/

but when they see it all they see is just a gruesome scandal/

erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals/

They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled/

Deep into the music and his art man, his true love/

didn't even notice when the train pulled up/

and before the bloodstains faded or the engine cooled off/

that very same train hit another writer: Olaf/

on a different continent though: Europe/

but then they came to the same place that I'm sure of/

In this world people always looked upon them as a terror/

but now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going...

Chorus:

Graffiti writers won't die/

Because these walls don't lie/

I'm dedicatin' this song/

to those gone, your memory live on/

Bridge:

I know a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable/

when people including myself get emotional/

but I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all/

Man I still got love for graffiti culture though/

a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable/

when people including myself get emotional/

but I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all/

Man I still got love for graffiti culture though/

A lot changed from the days of Spraycan stories/

See me in the yard today, lost like a freakin' tourist/

and I don't claim to know much, all I really know is/

we were 17 once actin' like we were immortals/

Fearin' no evil, people said we had no morals/

That's fine, their corrupt world it really wasn't for us/

We just laughed at the bullshit names that they called us/

hated us, we hated them and both sides found out what a war is/

We were winning in the beginning then found out 'bout the horrors/

Don't get me wrong my love a hundred percent, no less/

and peace to my people, we grow with the knowledge/

I bite Tone Def same time I'm payin' homage/

to cats from South Africa, writers from New York/

Australia, Spain, France and Germany, up north/

Still the same rapper tellin' cops to fuck off/

and all my writers: Survive! This my love song to y'all...

Chorus