Lyrics

Grab A Spray Can (Tips)
Pocket full of tips and the timing is right, bout to take a crate of paint on a field trip tonight, creeping on your block under the cover of night, I don't mind if you have to do it go ahead and bite, out vandalizing till the breaking of light taking pictures in the morning what a beautiful sight, I know the love it takes to treat a can right, crushing a whole train will make any day bright.

Chorus -2x If grab a spray can I'm fucking it up, with a pilot in my hand I'm fucking it up, we hate to see the man buffing it up, I take shower with my weed just to fluffin it up.
I write just enough tags kind of like I'm teasing, with enough metal runnin to keep tracks wheezing, it's not paint my fingers blue cause its freezing, do tags over my piece and end up not breathing, they don't call me mentor for no fucking reason, I've created a whole stash of dirty taggen heathens, leave box cars crushed with open bloody lesions, no yard is safe, listen, it's open season

Chorus- 2x If grab a spray can I'm fucking it up, with a pilot in my hand I'm fucking it up, we hate to see the man buffing it up, I take shower with my weed just to fluffin it up.
Now we've been the reason for many train yard disasters, renim and eno rotnem immortalized in plaster, head lights coming they just make me paint faster, I've powered up from teacher to all contending master, throw up on walls without being noticed like Casper, you're so fake, open your book and all you hear is laughter, my girl said I cant paint any more so I dick slapped her, got a battle coming up, ill pay rent after.

Chorus-2x If grab a spray can I'm fucking it up, with a pilot in my hand I'm fucking it up, we hate to see the man buffing it up, I take shower with my weed just to fluffing it up.