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letra de galleria - brand x (us)

[intro: brand x (tour guide)]
sorry i’m late
welcome to the gallery
tonight we will see paintings and sketches made by the curator
a man who needs no introduction
but should he have one, it’d simply be that
he’s the dopest motherf-cker ever

[verse 1]
now let me tell you ‘bout the story of a legend
who’s been praying on a miracle since he was ‘bout eleven
like a reverend
‘cause in this world he just wanted respect
and maybe to be recognized for all the talents he had left
‘cause all they knew was that he could draw
maybe lines to them, but it was movies he saw
and he was fairly acquainted
with all the pictures he painted
he drew some sh-t one day and people were like
“d-mn, did you trace it?”
and he like “nah, if anything i traced it from my mind’s eye
you see a character, but i see different timelines”
and they clowned him ‘cause his sh-t looked like some anime
but that’s what he watched on every single sat-rday (oh)
‘til one day he got fed up and he turned the lock
gears turning, mind sounding like an auto shop
he created for himself a living gallery
that transformed like it was an ever-changing autobot
and little did the young boy know
that when he planted these pictures
they were destined to grow
getting bigger and m-ssive, yeah they looking so jur-ssic
guess it only makes sense that they went out of control

[ad-lib]
uh
now look, we gon’ tell this next part of the story right, ok?
uh
uh

[verse 2]
look, i don’t need a ruler just to set y’all straight
you know s-x, drugs, money make this world rotate
boy, you know i stay eating but get off my plate
and i’m fresh to death, first name colgate
fast forward to the boy when he was ‘bout seventeen
he was chilling at the view and his vision was clean
not 20/20 yet but he didn’t need the gl-sses
to make a portfolio and stay acing all his cl-sses (it’s the glow up!)
and he went from no hair to baby naps
pearly whites from train tracks
no whip to hitting gas
working for a little cash
growing up a bit, perhaps
draw, dance, act, sing
oh wait, and then he raps?
but he was keeping that on the low
it was an 8:30 thing ‘til he spoke and said more (8:30 in the house!)
and he grabbed that diploma but really just to show
that he could be a g*nius and still come with a flow
like the nile, ‘cause you know he went south to north
dreaming on the day that he could be up on the forbes
list of 30 under 30, making money for art
so one day he sat up, buckled down, and worked on his start
he was rapping, researching, and really grilling them beats
so even people at the cookout with some shades could see
that he knew the craft better than he knew himself
made a whole mixtape and didn’t ask for no help, uh
and little did the teen boy know
highlighting talents made the gallery begin to glow
bringing out sides that he ain’t even begin to show
and he’d be working everyday ‘til he was ready to blow
look, i don’t need a ruler just to set y’all straight
i know peace, love, money make my world rotate
boy, you know i stay eating and i got three plates
and i’m fresh to death, first name colgate
now if rapping was a war, you know they’d deploy me
‘cause they’d be tripping if they think that they can destroy me
i’m that limited edition, i stay decoy-free
so take a tour and look through the eyes of ya boy b, uh

[outro: brand x (tour guide)]
and now let’s walk to the first painting
come along, come along

- brand x us

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