Clik, Clak & Spray

[Mecca]

Yo Pack, you see that cat playin' you close, son?

[PackFM]

Where?

[Mecca]

Right there, son!

[PackFM]

Oh man, what?!

[Mecca]

Son, you know we don't allow that.

[PackFM]

Yeah, we gonna take him out tonight, son.

[Mecca]

No doubt.

Hook

Take a walk with me, we goin all city

Black hat, gloves, flat black's all you need

Krylon, Rusto', a Pilot, a silver Touch Tone

My name is famous, my face - unknown

x2

Verse 1:

This is how it goes, late night, early AM

Sky's pitch black, reach in the bag, Click-Clack

Then I start sprayin'

Paint the wall red, before the cap hits the floor

I'm runnin' from the law

There's a alley closeby, I can tell by the stench

Shortcut to the park, I'm hidin' under the bench

First my kicks was muddy, now all my gear, too?

...Shhh - somebody might hear you

Can't make a sound, cuz they just might find me

Can't move an inch, there's dog shit right behind me

Damn! This shit is grimey

It's like I'm an A&R and all these walls are rappers screamin' out "Sign Me"

Hold up - gotta let these pigs pass..

[Cop 1]

He's gotta be here somewhere, we gotta catch his ass.

[Cop 2]

Eh, so what? It's just a bunch of paper work.

[Cop 1]

You know what? You're right, and I'm tired. Let's go get some donuts.

Cops got tired of waitin', no match for my patience

I think I'll be safe and head in to the train station

And you know I ain't payin', but no need for creepin'

This time of night the lady in the booth is always sleepin'

9 times outta 10, the platform is empty

Poles freshly painted and it really looks tempting

But tonight I got a feeling like somebody's out to get me

I reach for my marker, but my instincts won't let me

White guy, by himself - don't care when the train's comin?

Just don't add up, allow me to explain somethin'

This guy's an undercover, disguised to bring you under

No lies, I seen 'em hover, Just tryin to warn you, brotha

Here comes the train, dip into the last car

Put my name everywhere, even where the maps are

And nothin' leaves a mark like Griffin Shoe Polish

By the time we hit the next stop, the whole car's demolished

Time to exit proceed with a purpose

My canvas, a surface most people deem as worthless

Pop the krylon top, no need to steal, I purchase

You find that funny? I'm spendin' rap money

Anyway, cop a squat, got a nice spot - the rooftop

Won't stop till the sun's up and my name's seen from 2 blocks

You know what they say, fame is the name of the game

So clear the way when you hear the click, clack, and the spray

Hook

Verse 2:

Shouts to Chino BYI, Fatal NFO

Smith & Sane, Cost & Revs and Astro

Reese RFC, Sack ACV, Shama R5B

The squad was TVT

5MH, literally 5 million heads

Shouts to Ewok, my first crew - SNF

T-Kid, Cope FC, Sonic and Web

JA, TKA, Seek and SEV

Seer, Daze, Kez-5 and Chez

Ere, Sever ATC and Tez

Females held it down, Lady Pink, Miss Maggs

Take a walk with me, we bout to catch some tags...

Hook

Take a walk with me

Let's take a walk x8