Aceyalone - Art Club Lyrics
It's about the artIt's about the alright.. alright listenFirst rule of Art Club, there is no Art ClubSecond rule of Art Club, there is no Art ClubWalkin around, talkin to myselfBut you're only crazy if you answer back and the chances of thatare high enough to scrape the sky, me myself and IMy inner battles are way more excitin than the ones I have on the micI have the time of my lifeDissectin it, overstandin it and perfectin itAnd protectin it, it's become my driveThe more it gets to be heard, the longer it stays aliveMy Art, ClubWe meet daily, we sleep rarely, we bend barelyFairly new, very artsy, very artsyDo not disturb the session in progressionJust my teachers, and students and employeesAnd a map of the world, I could rap to the world, destroy MC'sLet it be noted that, no one man can hold itMost overloaded and folded under the pressureTo carry hot stones is an honor, and a dutyMost difficult task, last shall be first to get the treasureStorm weather, warm weatherAnd rainy nights, my Art Club built of solid steelAnd one diamond lightYeah you knowYour interpretation of artists you knowWill always be in the forefront of the world's..future, it's past, imagination y'knowYeah it's true, aight..I refuse to take part, in any lesser art - feltBreak your little hip-hop art and watch you meltFirst assignment, evoke the path, provoke the futureChoke and strangle your Devil before he shoots yafull of serum to fear himBut my Club supports the God so it's difficult to hear himWe meet, over the beat, bring your drum machines and (?)Dem days fly by fast, meditating with the senseiBe forever in debt with the powers that beMy solid steel integrity, kills a celebritySo let it be, we shall fulfill our destinyMy Art Club[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's outro]The current show was called,"Art Hurts: Visions From Young Los Angeles Artists."It was a madhouse!
