All seven kings are now painted… Number 7, Lil Wayne.
After the jump, some stills to pay the bills.
“Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower, But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her;” Painting portraits’a'bitch, but if you went to art school you probably know a lot about her.
“Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers”; or a dense quantities of headlines, in this instance.
“That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles, And my night stands are full of open Bibles”; UH! I collage about more than I forget, but don’t go around blastin cadmium red expecting not to sweat.
“Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg, Money outweighing problems on a triple beam”; but if I don’t sell shit, I’ll drink two fifths of Jim Beam. UH.
“I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away, Man, I come down in a couple of days”; OK you want to collage from the page, and I come out in Page Six mode.
“It’s Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode”; she said that Yeezy taught her but that was all up in a cheat code.
“So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down”; make the outlines strong, make the outlines loud. UH.
“Perfection is the goal and I’m headed to the pylon”; profiles feelin’ good, I ain’t even put to orange on.
“I’m-I’m the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit”; seven portraits done, not one duplicate.