WOOLF - Ecid

Ages ago this city was held hostage

5-letter word wolf stencil colossus

Sloppy by design but the style was polished

Owned every billboard, boxcar and college

He wore the price on his hand style gladly

Knee deep in a mountain of hamburger patties

Like fuck off bitch and don’t forget the sesame seed bun

Your 15 burners of fame are finally done

He never slept, he never talked, he never even lived

Just scribbled all the visuals swimming in his lid

Word started spreading through multiple channels

He was a task force robot in the shell of a vandal

He wasn’t in it for the fame, martre for the art starving

Until the writer we love to hate went milk carton

never to be seen again a blip in margins

Immortalized folklore legendary carving

(Hook)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

living off soap operas and popsicles

Amazed by the space separating us from God’s missile

Caught in the middle of a chicken pot pistol

and the thought he’s just mommy’s little auctioned off cripple

secluded in the farms of northern Iowa

Miles apart from things he’d die to touch

You could feel the love in all the «I give ups!»

Almost as much as the constant Vicodin buzz

Pumps viking blood with the mind of a psychic thug

But can’t tie his shoes let alone ride the bus

Stuck in total blackness eye’s wide shut

One in a million freak accident- just my luck

The only thing keeping him alive is the vendetta

and ten years of hate waiting to get out and get up

The city mine, mine for the taking

No returns every inch burned- liquidated

(Hook)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

Where he came from art was foreign

Found a voice in graffiti cuz it never ignored him

Became a generic arosol kid fuck air-Jordan

Let’s leave this shit hole and invest in distortion

Hitch hiking with a sharpie marker thumbs high

On a mission to tattoo every cloud in the sky

After days of travel he landed in B-boy babylon

Equipped with dated bubble letters that fad is gone

He didn’t know what he was doing but knew what he wanted

he wanted to make a name bigger than your name-promise

At all costs bombin- like a kamakaze comic

but all too many fundamental tricks went forgotten

Like fuck!

there’s a red cherry shadow coming after me

I’m hanging solo on a clothes line ready to make a masterpiece

Lost balance shattered knees cracked teeth handcuffed

Billy club to the temple can’t see

(Hook)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)

And we just want are names on the wall

a place that relates to the yes yes ya’ll (ah ah ah)