[Verse 1: Robust]
If a pictures worth a thousand words
Can you count the nouns and verbs
Flips into a world of every single sound you've heard
Look in your lenses and press a b***on, you know how it works
Mira El Foto Grande, It'll bring you down to earth
So I search around looking for the perfect back drop
So I can visualize this rhyme inside a snap shot
Quick flash, catch a moment hold it in a black box
Til' you develop the roll your souls trapped with a latch lock
I gota' find a dark room so I can open up
Cause life is like a cartoon when you look close enough
Whether rich or poor, black or white
We all know whats up
Its hard to see the big picture in color if you're broke as f***!
I try to illustrate life because my names robust
But all this artificial light might be a bit to much
A little overwhelmed as I move through the realm
Use my eyes as the vision,my memory is my film listen
[Verse 2: Robust]
Homie, beauty only lies in the eyes of the beholder
But without enough light, this might never get the right exposure
Life is like a movie, and I know somebody mightah' told you
Its a motion picture let the credits roll and find some closure
Whether disposable old fashion or digital
When the cameras off, millimeters stop shooting
You ain't a criminal
"Killing people scary", rap about it stereotypical
Too only look at the negatives very egocentriciful??
Let's be specific, and find something that isn't known
Can't read it in a book but feels familiar like a visit home
It's an image that mimics different things that you know
Now this photographic memory feels like a music video
Watch a city go by and try to drive slow
And capture every image as if it was a slide show
Check it
Its gets projected from Chicago
Pressed in vinyl its a record
Of a time and place that I know
The rhyme goes, El foto Grade Me llamo Robust
Plus no matter who you are you know that life can get rough
Whether rich or poor; black or white
We all know whats up
Its hard to see the big picture in color with your eyes wide shut
I try to illustrate life and give it my little touch
But all this artificial hype might be a bit to much
Just a little overwhelmed as I move through the realm
Use my eyes as the vision my memory is the film listen
If a pictures worth a thousand words
Can you count the nouns and verbs
Flips into a world of every single sound you've heard
Look in your lenses and press a b***on, you know how it works
Mira El Foto Grande, It'll bring you down to earth
So I search around looking for the perfect back drop
So I can visualize this rhyme inside a snap shot
Quick flash, catch a moment hold it in a black box
Til' you develop the roll your souls trapped with a latch lock
I gota' find a dark room so I can open up
Cause life is like a cartoon when you look close enough
Whether rich or poor, black or white
We all know whats up
Its hard to see the big picture in color if you're broke as f***!
I try to illustrate life because my names robust
But all this artificial light might be a bit to much
A little overwhelmed as I move through the realm
Use my eyes as the vision,my memory is my film listen
[Verse 2: Robust]
Homie, beauty only lies in the eyes of the beholder
But without enough light, this might never get the right exposure
Life is like a movie, and I know somebody mightah' told you
Its a motion picture let the credits roll and find some closure
Whether disposable old fashion or digital
When the cameras off, millimeters stop shooting
You ain't a criminal
"Killing people scary", rap about it stereotypical
Too only look at the negatives very egocentriciful??
Let's be specific, and find something that isn't known
Can't read it in a book but feels familiar like a visit home
It's an image that mimics different things that you know
Now this photographic memory feels like a music video
Watch a city go by and try to drive slow
And capture every image as if it was a slide show
Check it
Its gets projected from Chicago
Pressed in vinyl its a record
Of a time and place that I know
The rhyme goes, El foto Grade Me llamo Robust
Plus no matter who you are you know that life can get rough
Whether rich or poor; black or white
We all know whats up
Its hard to see the big picture in color with your eyes wide shut
I try to illustrate life and give it my little touch
But all this artificial hype might be a bit to much
Just a little overwhelmed as I move through the realm
Use my eyes as the vision my memory is the film listen