In front of the Bodega/
We find our hero/ ordering a turkey and cheese/
Looking through bullet proof glass/ at midnight/
on a hot summer night/ uptight/ without a breeze/
Aggravated/ since I haven’t ate/ my mistake/
Aggravated/ cause it’s hella late/
And it’s as hot as a cake/ or a cornbread/
Fresh out the oven/ just like/ my mother makes/
I step to the side/ while they put my order together/
New York City/ so you better/ be clever/
Enough to keep your head on a swivel/
Big Benz pulls up/ the driver was little/
Young boys/ pulling up like pampers/ after the powder/
Mercedes the same color as clam chowder/
Fresh out the studio/
Playing the radio/ 50 decibels louder/
Than it needed to be/
But I gave em a pass/ because that used to be me/
The little guy/ orders a pastrami on rye/
Turns around and looks Graffiti straight in the eye/
Playing me close like a shave/
Also acting overly brave/
Hoping he does not have a blade/ hoping that he behaves/
If it goes left/ then I will give him the fade/
Time to pay for the sandwich/ with a Venmo/
Young boy says/ please listen to my demo/
But I’m trying to get to the food fast/
So I tell him/ I’m the wrong person to ask/
He says/ that’s some bullshit/
You were my Dad’s favorite rapper in nine six/
Before you left NY like a punk/
Walking away from us/ isn’t something you want/
I know they call you Graffiti/
But back in the day/ you were simply Serg with the low fade/
Stagnant water/ hating the new wave/
Listen to the music/ and give me a quick grade/
I tell em I’ve already heard/
As soon as y’all pulled to the curb/ I was catching the words/
Keep working on your craft/
A studio/ demo/ is only a rough draft/
Then he called me a hater/
I said that’s cool/ He said I’ll see you later/
In my John Wick voice I said no you won’t/ He says he wants to battle/ no you don’t/
That is exactly what I tell him/
Now I’m surrounded by predicate felons/
The situation is getting worse/
I’m not going out like a punk/ I’ve gotta give him a verse/
Listening to some of you rap/
is like wearing a cap/ that’s 2 sizes/ 2 small/
You’re hurting my head/ Pause/
Now I could use gauze/
you’re making my ears bleed/
indeed/
affect proceeded by the cause/
You young-ins steady calling it hate/
That’s a mistake/
I simply disagree the fake/
and wicked ways/
Your disrespect is traveling like strays/
Missing the mark/
So your words are not bullets to me/
It’s not even art/
So it’s more like a stray dog/
missing the dog park/
This is the cool part/
Like in Braveheart/
When William Wallace had enough/
Helping to jumpstart/
A revolution and a war/
Hmmm/
I wonder if a war’s/ what you’re ready for/
Speaking in metaphor/
If I break your wrath/ in half/
Is that the same thing as making a God bleed?/
The spear was thrown far/
Do you want to lay in the ground with no scars?/
Meanwhile your killer walks around with no charge/
That was a sidebar/
Heard you’re an Rock-Star/
Shook and afraid/ looking for grades/ what you made/ is subpar/
Moving right along/
It hurt me to hear your new song/
The one where you get/ over zealous/ and tell us/ more/
about all of your/ riches and bitches/
Like we haven’t heard it before/
Talking reckless/
Makes you the best at talking reckless/ And nothing more/
In front of the bodega/
His food is ready/ He grabs his pastrami on rye
The Alpha and the omega/
Collided big time/ and I just couldn’t lie/
In front of the bodega/
Two cops walk up/ asking what’s going on here/
The Alpha and the Omega/
Got separated by two cops/ keeping the street clear ~
- GB
