Ras Kass

Ah, celebrate
Hahaha, yeah, ah
Vita Brevis, Ars Longa
Life is short, art is long
Its been a long time, I shouldnt of left you
But Priority Records be fuckin up, nephew
Extraterrestrial poet, my pen stroke is grotesque
Rugged nigga, abrasive to any foflesh
So lets paint a thousand words worth a picture
Panoramic though, more esoteric than hieroglyphs and scriptures
And chemical mixtures, spit yours, not just kick words
Spit swords when we joust from the mouth dogg
Heard he got the hottest shit out, but Titanic emcees
Somehow manage to freeze
Fracture your flows so bandage your steez, no royalties
Subtract his mathematics like I was droppin satanic degrees
Long time no see chico, still eatin pussy at the Nico? (ha haaa)
Im screamin "Power to the people"
Most times, genius is misunderstood, but understand
You stand under unstable tables of foundation
My true occupation, dissemination of information
Usin both sides of the brain, and I aint complacent
Complain when I speak, fuck Priority Records
Like Prince, Im writin "slave" on my cheek, cause my kids gotta eat
Meanwhile A&Rs sniffin coke, gettin kickbacks, fuck that
My writtens like Christ wit a cross on his back
Ill breathe a total Black experience on a track
What use to be hot was what a emcee said
Now Hip-Hop dont respect you unless you platinum or dead
[Hook]
Im Van Gogh, Van Gog
But you dont hear me though
Youre too near me not to hear me
Clearly, cut off my ear severely
Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh (yeah)
But you dont hear me though
Youre too near me not to hear me
Clearly, cut off my ear severely
Im down wit Violet Brown and ebony cats
Down wit 65 niggaz packin 70 gats
Im down wit Shinehead, Big Gipp, Goodie M-O-B
My nigga Twista, Killah Priest, and Pimp C
From UGK, Do Or Die, AK
Qwest the Mad LaD, Wendy Day
I self lord am master art form, metaphors and furthermore
Verbal masterpiece to master war, then master more
Cause a real nigga known to flow rigor mortis to stiffen your riffin
Thugged out without Bloodin or Crippin, till the needle start skippin
The cut fuck your hairline up like Scott Pippen
Huh, hopin the dummies stop frontin
Im like Illmatic, meets the Good Will Huntin
Vocal innovator, be equal to or greater
Givin people levels to digest the data
Cause you cant teach algebra to first graders
Ill school a hustler, about the Sixteen Crucified Saviors
Chrishna of India was Black, Quexalcote of Mexico, Black
Buddha was Black, actual facts
But niggaz only wanna know about money, pussy, and crack
I practiced building this strong rap track, and thats that
Phat rap, yall keepin it real, well thats wack
My rap snap torso, and crack back
Doin this, that and the third
Givin you my ear like Van Gogh, nigga, ya heard
Went to New York state, pushin rhymes like weight
And watch some of these rap niggaz hate (what in the homo)
But its all love, Ice Cube did it, 2pac did it
And no matter what, Ima die shittin, motherfucker
Josh Petell wrote "The Disenchanted Hero"
Hell no
[Hook]
Im Van Gogh, Van Gogh
But you dont hear me though
Youre too near me not to hear me
Clearly, cut off my ear severely
Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh
But you dont hear me though
Youre too near me not to hear me
Clearly, cut off my ear severely
Van Gogh, Van Gogh (yeah)
Cause really though, how Im supposed to really blow
When you drop a album every 2 years and only shoot one video?
[DJ Khalil]
Damn, Ras
[Ras Kass]
Man, Khalil, they aint gon never understand, but dont trip
These labels, these magazines, radio, video shows...
They just as groupie as the groupies
They just as guilty as the artists for not keepin this shit true
But hey, you gotta love it or leave it alone
An I still love this ol Hip-Hop shit
So just respect it when I get my championship ring, you know
[ Van Gogh Lyrics ]