Yo right here  right here
 It's right through the fence  right through the fence
 Jump! * feet landing *
 Yeah.. right there  right there
 That's the 2's and the 5's
 * bag rustling *
 Joe gimme that  the fat  the fat cap  fat cap
 Yeah..
 * train rolls in *
 Aight * shaking can up *
 Aight  let's do it now  let's do it now
 * spray paint *
 Yeah.. yeah..
 Nah gi gimme the other cap  gimme the other one
 Yeah right there
 * more spray *
 Front .. Page .. Entertainment .. Group
 Yeah..

 "I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8X)
 * first time, minus "I'm" *
 Hah! Hahahaha
 All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo!
 All graffiti artists hold tight, word
 Check check check it out y'all
 Check check check check check it out y'all

 [KRS-One]
 I got twenty-five cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack
 Puttin up my name with a fat cap
 Suckers that want to be in my face I just slap that
 Big respect to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and
 Mack and, Bio, and Brim come again
 with B.G. 183, recognize me
 with the mad colors, I'm a fiend for spraypaint
 Laugh if you wanna, I really care if you ain't
 cause you don't me see, and I don't know you
 But I do know Cope2, he be gettin walls too
 It's the underground community of what we call writers
 Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter
 Whattup Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino
 Masta Ase in the place, you know we know
 my man Rican, my man Zorro, taught me how to draw
 in the yards of the 5 train and the 4
 So when I'm on tour I represent the hardcore
 I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, I'm out for the fame

 "I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 4X)
 * first time, minus "I'm" *
 Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time
 Hip-hop music in effect one time

 [KRS-One]
 When I was growin up, I had no butcher baker candlestick maker
 I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper
 Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser
 got me chased in the bus yards, with Rican and Nazer
 Historically speakin, cause people be dissin
 The first graffiti artists in the world were the Egyptians
 Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters
 to tell the graphic story about their life, however
 today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw
 We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law
 There used to be a time when rap music was illegal
 The cops would come and break up every party when they see you
 But now the rap music's making money for the corporate
 It's acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody's on it
 Graffiti isn't corporate so it gets no respect
 Hasn't made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so
 in the name of Phase2, Stay High, Pre-streets
 Grab your cans and hit the streets, I'm out for fame

 "I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 6X)
 Yeah, hip-hop culture in the house one time
 All graffiti artists in the house one time
 Yeah..
 Biggin up the other side things here y'all
 The visual, not your video (check it out)

 [KRS-One]
 I'm livin in the city, inner city not a farm
 Steady bombin til I get fatigue in my arm
 Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em
 And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom
 So pass me a can, not of Old Gold
 but full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold
 with the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of
 like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam Sever
 Word to the wise, Futura 2000 recognize
 Nation of creation, G Man come alive
 Checkin out Revolt and Zephyr
 My man Easy, and Rembrandt, Mitch 77
 Oh no with the paint we can never dilly-dally
 Big up and respect to Con Art in Cali
 The Soul Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB
 United Artists, TAT and Dondi
 Yes the other side of hip-hop is representin the visual
 Toys we be DISSIN you, I'm out for fame

 "I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 10X)
 Hip-hop in the house one time
 Video graf in the house one time
 All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme
 Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah!

 Fresh.. for nineteen-ninety-five
 You SUCKERS