Click, Clack & Spray - Original Version

[Mecca:]
 Yo Pack, you see that cat playin' you close, son?
 [PackFM:]
 Where?
 [Mecca:]
 Right there, son!
 [PackFM:]
 Oh man, what?!
 [Mecca:]
 Son, you know we don't allow that
 [PackFM:]
 Yeah, we gonna take him out tonight, son
 [Mecca:]
 No doubt.
 [Hook:]
 Take a walk with me, we goin all city
 Black hat, gloves, flat black's all you need
 Krylon, Rusto', a Pilot, a silver Touch Tone
 My name is famous, my face - unknown
 [x2]
 [Verse 1:]
 This is how it goes, late night, early AM
 Sky's pitch black, reach in the bag, Click-Clack
 Then I start sprayin'
 Paint the wall red, before the cap hits the floor
 I'm runnin' from the law
 There's a alley closeby, I can tell by the stench
 Shortcut to the park, I'm hidin' under the bench
 First my kicks was muddy, now all my gear, too?
 ...Shhh - somebody might hear you
 Can't make a sound, cuz they just might find me
 Can't move an inch, there's dog shit right behind me
 Damn! This shit is grimey
 It's like I'm an A&R and all these walls are rappers screamin' out "Sign Me"
 Hold up - gotta let these pigs pass.
 [Cop 1:]
 He's gotta be here somewhere, we gotta catch his ass
 [Cop 2:]
 Eh, so what? It's just a bunch of paper work
 [Cop 1:]
 You know what? You're right, and I'm tired. Let's go get some donuts
 Cops got tired of waitin', no match for my patience
 I think I'll be safe and head in to the train station
 And you know I ain't payin', but no need for creepin'
 This time of night the lady in the booth is always sleepin'
 9 times outta 10, the platform is empty
 Poles freshly painted and it really looks tempting
 But tonight I got a feeling like somebody's out to get me
 I reach for my marker, but my instincts won't let me
 White guy, by himself - don't care when the train's comin?
 Just don't add up, allow me to explain somethin'
 This guy's an undercover, disguised to bring you under
 No lies, I seen 'em hover, Just tryin to warn you, brotha
 Here comes the train, dip into the last car
 Put my name everywhere, even where the maps are
 And nothin' leaves a mark like Griffin Shoe Polish
 By the time we hit the next stop, the whole car's demolished
 Time to exit proceed with a purpose
 My canvas, a surface most people deem as worthless
 Pop the krylon top, no need to steal, I purchase
 You find that funny? I'm spendin' rap money
 Anyway, cop a squat, got a nice spot - the rooftop
 Won't stop till the sun's up and my name's seen from 2 blocks
 You know what they say, fame is the name of the game
 So clear the way when you hear the click, clack, and the spray
 [Hook]
 [Verse 2:]
 Shouts to Chino BYI, Fatal NFO
 Smith & Sane, Cost & Revs and Astro
 Reese RFC, Sack ACV, Shama R5B
 The squad was TVT
 5MH, literally 5 million heads
 Shouts to Ewok, my first crew - SNF
 T-Kid, Cope FC, Sonic and Web
 JA, TKA, Seek and SEV
 Seer, Daze, Kez-5 and Chez
 Ere, Sever ATC and Tez
 Females held it down, Lady Pink, Miss Maggs
 Take a walk with me, we bout to catch some tags...
 [Hook]
 Take a walk with me
 Let's take a walk [x8]
 PackFM, Qn5, The Plague, SNF - Show No Fear, I-Tour