POSTER (feat. Cam the Artisan) - Chelan & NNAVY

I'm an artisan handcrafted art from my heart within But the darkness of my heart is battling this sin Art for the king why these fake kings make an art of sin Pardon them man they know not what they do Constructing decrepit buildings with these lies for tools Hood chemists in compounds mixing molecules They'll pull the tool shoot at you for pharmaceuticals All about what's mine filling holes with jewels These fools ignore lady wisdom crying in these streets You hear obscenities on tracks? I hear crying over beats Men who never really reached their full maturity Lack of a father led to chasing figures and impurities But they claim they're creative craftsmen Composing bullet points of death like an assassin Weapons drawn illustrative gats man Making up their pasts just to feed to their fans This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the king aiming for your heart This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the king aiming for your heart Radio transmitting hypocrisy In the name of hip hop, the blind can see? Yet the blind are in a lost craft out to sea War on these waves but Christ says silence and peace Silencers on their piece aiming with beams Triple beams are weighing poisonous seeds These teams gather together to plot evil schemes Gang regimes overthrowing alleys and streets Pushing that product out with venom from their mouth Constricting minds with rhymes choking these kids out Hydro spitters like a cottonmouth No power in their lines so they all blackout! My bars bring light to those fighting that good fight Those living in the dark reaching out for that light Reaching out for that mic just to bring new sight God's truth in these bars to bring new life This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the King aiming for your heart This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the King aiming for your heart They say they want bars, I got some for free then Bars that ironically bring em freedom They're starving for the truth its time to feed em Kids locked up in these chains, you know I see them Point them to the shepherd who can free them Never leave their side, naw He will lead them Teach them as they live to seek Him No more creeping, wicked on the weekend Think about what your ears soak in Ya that beat is really dope but where's the hope man? You can't worship God and the dope man Nice pieces but no Jesus your life is broke man Your art is broken lies are spoken Gasping and choking its not a joke man Ambassador for Christ the King's spokesmen Reporting live more than a slogan This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the King aiming for your heart This is real art real bars from the art Real rhymes aimed right through the dark This that real spark take em back to the park Artisan for the King aiming for your heart

Baby, listen (mmm) Just tell me when you're ready 'Cause I've been waiting For you to be committed (for you to be) Time spent alone thinking you wanted me Reflecting on what we could be Admit I'm dedicated (I'm so dedicated) But you don't wanna see it (don't wanna see it) Nothing we can do to fake Loving the feeling we desperately need Nothing we can do (can do, can do, can do) Patterns we don't seem to leave (don't seem to leave) Stuck here 'cause I can't give you what you need (can't give you what you need) Please come alone (come alone) For this ride, my heart is your home (my heart is your home) Patterns we don't seem to leave (don't seem to leave) Stuck here 'cause I can't give you what you need (can't give you what you need) Please come alone (come alone) For this ride, my heart is your home (for this ride, my heart is your home) Can only sit back and let the minutes pass On a day like this where it all goes bad (where it all goes bad) How did it all go so fast? (How did it all go so fast?) This is no time to leave me, the pain I behold And don't call a doctor, I'm loving these lows So type in these numbers and phone in my misery (My misery, my misery, my misery) Nothing we can do to fake Loving the feeling we desperately need Nothing we can do Patterns we don't seem to leave (don't seem to leave) Stuck here 'cause I can't give you what you need (can't give you what you need) Please come alone (come alone) For this ride, my heart is your home (my heart is your home) Patterns we don't seem to leave (don't seem to leave) Stuck here 'cause I can't give you what you need (can't give you what you need) Please come alone (come alone) For this ride, my heart is your home (my heart is your home)