It was the last days of summer, sun shinin' thrue the window/ Life movin' real slow, you know how things go/ His friends knew him by the name of Bingo/ as he turned up the volume on the hot new single/ from Looptroop his favourite rapgroup/ He loved how they represented him yo, the graffyouth/ from the grassroots. He came from Sweden too/ felt proud when he played his new friends the latest tunes/ (Check this shit out man!) That he had to download/ Cus his local recordstore was on the other side of the globe/ They didn't carry the stuff, but he felt it was ok to do/ He spread the Troop's message all the way to Australia, dude/ and man that couldn't be wrong/ when Long Arm and Freedom Fighters were his fuckin' theme songs/ in the headphones those nights he spent when he stayed up/ Adrenaline Rush,when he entered the lay up, singin...
Chorus: You know graffiti won't die/ Because these walls don't lie/ I'm dedicatin' this piece/ He said, to those DVSG's...
And stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol/ mimicking the king Rick the Ruler's manners/ fresh dressed in his newest shoes and flannels/ then began lettin' off with the loosest cannons/ figurin' this'll be my coolest panel/ but when they see it all they see is just a gruesome scandal/ erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals/ They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled/ Deep into the music and his art man, his true love/ didn't even notice when the train pulled up/ and before the bloodstains faded or the engine cooled off/ that very same train hit another writer: Olaf/ on a different continent though: Europe/ but then they came to the same place that I'm sure of/ In this world people always looked upon them as a terror/ but now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going...
Chorus: Graffiti writers won't die/ Because these walls don't lie/ I'm dedicatin' this song/ to those gone, your memory live on/
Bridge: I know a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable/ when people including myself get emotional/ but I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all/ Man I still got love for graffiti culture though/ a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable/ when people including myself get emotional/ but I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all/ Man I still got love for graffiti culture though/
A lot changed from the days of Spraycan stories/ See me in the yard today, lost like a freakin' tourist/ and I don't claim to know much, all I really know is/ we were 17 once actin' like we were immortals/ Fearin' no evil, people said we had no morals/ That's fine, their corrupt world it really wasn't for us/ We just laughed at the bullshit names that they called us/ hated us, we hated them and both sides found out what a war is/ We were winning in the beginning then found out ‘bout the horrors/ Don't get me wrong my love a hundred percent, no less/ and peace to my people, we grow with the knowledge/ I bite Tone Def same time I'm payin' homage/ to cats from South Africa, writers from New York/ Australia, Spain, France and Germany, up north/ Still the same rapper tellin' cops to fuck off/ and all my writers: Survive! This my love song to y'all...