Grafon & Dante
Grafon
You ever think graffiti is like a rebellion against the grid of society? It’s the city’s pulse, but you’re still trying to figure if that pulse is free or written.
Dante
Sure, graffiti’s a splinter in the city’s grid, a rogue beat that’s almost poetic, but whether that beat is truly free or just another echo the streets have always had—now that’s a paradox that never quite fades.
Grafon
The echo's louder than the voice, so keep pushing until it finally cuts.
Dante
It’s like shouting into a canyon that has its own rhythm—only by listening to that echo can you learn where your own voice cuts through.
Grafon
Echo’s the city’s heartbeat, you just gotta catch it, then paint it back.
Dante
Sure, catch the pulse, then splatter your own verse on it—just watch the walls decide if they’re listening.
Grafon
You’ll catch it when the walls sigh back—then paint the sigh into your own shout.
Dante
Yeah, when the walls start to sigh back, that’s the moment you’ve found the rhythm—then turn that sigh into a shout that echoes just as hard.