Black&White Rap's video: Danny Brown - Pac Blood

Year 2011, Track 3 off of "XXX" Lyrics The Shakespeare of 16s, dipping my ink pen Made a sculpture of me but my dick was too thin Paint pictures of me, but they never get my chin One writing scriptures, bringing tears to the princess Every time I indent, you can see the intent Leave your mind bent, hanging onto every sentence Have no apprentice, style uninherited Laughing at you peasants 'cause my penmanship is excellence Whenever in the presence, eyes get wide I'm the town hero 'cause my words give them pride And what they feel inside, I say the perfect words for Some say I'm a prophet with the visions I get cursed for Leave them all astonished, ride with the verbs Make a grown man cry with strength of the words [Chorus] Tears to Mona Lisa, Medusa to liquid Flow can make Gandhi grab the burner, wanna shoot shit Rhymes that'll make the Pope wanna get his dick sucked Have Virgin Mary doing lines in the pickup Make Sarah Palin deepthroat 'til she hiccup Have T.D. Jakes round this bitch doing stick-ups Rhymes so real, thought I wrote it in Pac blood Told me in my dreams that these niggas is not thugs [Break] Check! [Verse 2] What's in the portfolio? Sicker than polio Shit so personal, my mom can't listen to But oh-so-original, nigga's extra-crispy Bars so Bukowski, Soda Popinski Little Macs could never be number one, your time's done Bomb filling smelling like napalm, your day's gone Langston Hughes with a blew fuse and a screw loose Maya Angelou, abused child with a notebook Spitting like Kipling with a tooth missing Tongue bring torture to men, women, and children The memoir's sacred, hid in the basement Await my next piece at a formal engagement Crowds walk for miles just to hear that sound Starting to get more power than the ones that wear crowns [Chorus] Tears to Mona Lisa, Medusa to liquid Flow can make Gandhi grab the burner, wanna shoot shit Rhymes that'll make the Pope wanna get his dick sucked Have Virgin Mary doing lines in a pickup Make Sarah Palin deepthroat 'til she hiccup Have T.D. Jakes round this bitch doing stick-ups Rhymes so real, thought I wrote it in Pac blood Told me in my dreams that these niggas is not thugs All rights and credits goes to the artists. I do not own this song. This channel is non-profit. Please Support your artists!