Digs Darklighter — First Element lyrics

Lyrics

Flash! Freshness! First city. First element
Graffiti gods, put it up, like the worst terrorists
Scout out a wall, route with the regiments
Arsenals of aerosol. Yes, the flat specialist
That Philly shit, where we flex the illest scripts
Tall scripts, the paint drips on your newest kicks
Duck the court case, cans tucked in Northface
Hazmats and backpacks stolen at the wallbase
This is for the ghosts that roam along Broad street
Ready to die, catching up-highs while y’all sleep
Whips of the wrist, covers on hitch
One sniff of this shit, you start to hit bricks
This that flat black and silver flow
Caught in the barbed wire, blood leaking from your elbow
Hang on for your life, tight grip on the Rusto
If y’all must know, all y’alls is typos
All my Philly heads, put your hands up
Cans in your hands, fill your mans up
Clam to cop force, just to get a rep
Schooled by my old heads in my front steps
If you getting up, and you know the rush
Rest in peace to the kings, Spedane and Lux
Kill, crush, destroy, toys and posers
Art of getting over, only known by soldiers
Above competition, writers standing on shoulders
And it don’t count if it’s stencils or posters
Man on a mission, and have no regard
What would he do for five minutes in the yard?
When he write his name he scarred the charred earth
Bomb when he blitz shit. I’mma hit the ball first
Foe with them Foism on sides and buildings
Tags seize children, all over kingdoms
Peace to Kadism, still king of the county
Talking all city, not just backstreets and alleys
Rally and title turn days to all-nighters
This is Dark Lighters. I’m Mr. Wallwriters
Legendary graffiti writer from Philadelphia. You know I was truly obsessed with
this wall writing thing…