........Forever Together.......
"What Ever We Do"
Older Brother
Younger Brother
We've been Stuck behind bricks and Sentenced to serve times
For being an artist with words block letters and curved lines
For expressions of ourselfs, Are tags aren’t formulated to harm
But are crime is punishable, On the same level as carrying arms
Imagination is all it is, Criminal? Lets be realistic
But Its Your vandalism I see, what you think is artistic
From the scribbles in my notebooks, to this language on the wall
Famous in my neighborhood, tagged, with love for it all
On Miles of boxcars, in train yards and subways…My name rests
With the names of many others who blessed them and their text
Crowns, stars, and Bubble style…Paint rollers and spray cans
Sharpie markers on my ear…Coloring urban waste lands
Different shapes and size…A signature, graphically stylized
The L.A. Tag kings, With bombs I idolized
They grew on me, Shading, Quote marks, and Red paint
I look at graffiti today, people use the art to define hate
Gang wars, Started by a tag on the wrong turf
Why care, we have the same love for this artwork
White supremacists, Nazi’s, expressing their hate with my art form
The krylon leaves a piece of me, a piece of my heart for
The next artist to take, inspired by the designs that I made
The lines that I’ve shaped, Tell what kind of mind that it takes
To Say I vandalize when I draw, our creations a social outrage
Creating social outbreaks, Take me away, My artistry will still stay
Days I carried stencils with me, Test styles with a pencil, mindless
And a paper in class, Thinking of names to sign with
To where we are now, at the wrong place the wrong day
Someone called the cops, they came and took us away
Only charged once, with vandalism, destruction of property
I took a marker in the cell, properly tagged on prison property
To express my love for my krylon, My writing will lie on
I too, am in a jail cell, with nothing else to write on
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. We should collab some time with a simaliar topic. See ya around.