Click Clack And Spray (исполнитель: Pack Fm)

Yo Pack, you see that cat playin' you close, son? 
Where? 
Right there, son! 
Oh man, what?! 
Son, you know we don't allow that. 
Yeah, we gonna take him out tonight, son. 
No doubt. 

Take a walk with me, we goin all city 
Black hat, gloves, flat black's all you need  [bad word] , a Pilot, a silver Touch Tone 
My name is famous, my face - unknown 

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  [bad word]  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 [bad word] right behind me  [bad word]  This [bad word] 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.. 

He's gotta be here somewhere, we gotta catch his [bad word]  
Eh, so what? It's just a bunch of paper work. 
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 [bad word]  
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  [bad word] 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 

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... 

Take a walk with me 
Let's take a walk
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