Lyrics

Finally!
Intro- the battle of the champions has begun
To be a sticker faded by the sun, slap tags are tons of fun, a stack on my desk make a marker mess until I'm done, ring up eams and louder you ready to roll let go don't forget the camera batteries and my two rustos, if you see us keep on walkin don't bother stopping were not hurting anyone but these big steel coffins, don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you or expose your brain I'm just a man with a can of paint I'm earning some fame, you work every day in your corporate get away your fading away aging brain and that's all I got to say, as for myself and my crew we do what we do there's no stopping us that's been proof since 92 Mr. Magee at RPD pressure to catch up to me, with an inch thick manila folder labeled d2e, go pray all you want on your biggest best wishes but no amount of strain will switch my boys in to snitches.
Until she picked it up one day and opened my binder, same tag same etch she saw at hogies and grinders, oh shit she was pissed started rippen my shit to pieces and yeah when she found em she even ripped up my pieces, catch up losing breath she almost past out from the stress call my dad hella quick to find witch lesson was best, all the while I'm not at school I'm painting some trains a sick layup on the east you can paint in the day, I come home to find everything I love on the table, oh fuck even the twist write labeled Matoki Fable, get your ass in here sit down cause we got to talk, this graffiti crime bull shit this shits got to stop, it's a cancer I'm stuck it's taken over my hand, there's no stopping it I'm broken addicted to rattle cans, I'm a man now check me out pocket full of tips put the can down never cause I'm liven for this shit
fuck society in general I'm sick of you all, a bunch of narrow minded rats, grab graffiti by the balls, open your mouth all the time talking shit about my kind, even though you're at the mall being the first in line, to purchase a shirt or a hat with dope letter construction while I'm out proving myself in silent destruction graffiti so big in a world that hates it so much what do we do running around with your lives out of touch, respect to writer from Reno who truly put it down, catch the walls watch em drip while you're driving through our town, we got style we hold pressure rock the west coast all the while getting better like a slowly cooked roast, when it's time for action present your style in force but you have to remember the style has to be yours this aint nothin but a way of life the I live life, this aint nothin but a way of life the way we live life
Chorus-1. Finally the time has come, so don't jump to conclusions, were just an illusion, a victim in your dreams, the time has come, catch me walking and joking or stopping and smoking a breath of reality, time has come, because my mind is so past this is all I could think, finally, the time has come.

Chorus- 2. Finally the time has come, I fucked up let my scene go a classic case of carelessness, the time has come, there's nothing I can do so I pick up what I got the only lesson that I learned was, time has come, either you like it or you don't if you don't then you wont and finally, the time has come.