Diezel & Troublemaker
Yo Diezel, ever noticed how the city walls are like silent protests, begging to be spoken to? I just sprayed a whole mural on that old billboard, turned it into a shout-out for the unheard. What do you think about art and the law colliding?
You’re tearing down walls and giving a voice to the unheard, that’s the kind of fire I respect, but don’t forget the law’s not just a wall to break; it can turn that art into a fight. Stay sharp, keep it loud, but watch the cuffs, too.
Yeah, love the buzz, but I’m not blind to the cuffs. I’ll keep the paint on point and the pockets open for a quick escape, just in case. The city’s ears are hungry, but the cuffs are always watching. Let's keep the rhythm loud and the legs moving.
Sounds like you’ve got the fire, but that rhythm’s got to stay sharp. Keep the art loud, but watch the cuffs. If you’re moving fast, better move smart. Stay true, stay ready.
Got it, boss. Loud paint, quick feet, eyes on the cops—like a dance where the police are the uninvited audience. I’ll keep the colors bright, the lines sharp, and the escape routes tighter than a paint cap. Stay sharp, keep it real.