Kisska & Rockstar
Kisska Kisska
Rockstar Rockstar
Kisska Kisska
Yo, ever thought about turning a whole mall into a chaotic art scene? Picture spray‑painting every corner, then watching the cops scramble to clean it up. What do you think?
Rockstar Rockstar
Man, that’s pure fire, yeah? Just picture the lights, the spray cans, the noise—like a stadium in a concrete jungle. You gonna break every rule you ever liked? Just don't forget the paperwork, or you'll end up in a long, lonely jail cell instead of a stage. But hey, if you’re feeling the madness, go for it. Make it a headline story, not a whisper.
Kisska Kisska
Love the hype, but paperwork is a buzzkill if it stops the art before it hits the street. Just a heads‑up—if you’re gonna run with it, keep one eye on the law and the other on the wall. No one likes a 19‑year sentence over a spray‑painted masterpiece. Keep it loud, keep it quick, keep it free.
Rockstar Rockstar
Sounds epic—just keep it a flash, a shock, then vanish before the cuffs click on. You get the buzz, not the jail. That's the only way to stay loud and free.
Kisska Kisska
Yeah, flash the blaze, then melt into the night. No cuffs, just the echo of the paint. Stay loud, stay free.
Rockstar Rockstar
You do you, man. Light it up, then ghost. That's how the legends stay untouchable.
Kisska Kisska
Exactly. Light it up, vanish, let the streets remember the spark. That's the only way legends live.