It's about the art      It's about the alright.. alright listen            First rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club      Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club      Walkin around, talkin to myself      But you're only crazy if you answer back and the chances of that         are high enough to scrape the sky, me myself and I      My inner battles are way more excitin than the ones I have on the mic      I have the time of my life   Dissectin it, overstandin it and perfectin it      And protectin it, it's become my drive      The more it gets to be heard, the longer it stays alive         My Art, Club         We meet daily, we sleep rarely, we bend barely      Fairly new, very artsy, very artsy      Do not disturb the session in progression      Just my teachers, and students and employees      And a map of the world, I could rap to the world, destroy MC's   Let it be noted that, no one man can hold it         Most overloaded and folded under the pressure         Most difficult task, last shall be first to get the treasure   To carry hot stones is an honor, and a duty      Storm weather, warm weather      And rainy nights, my Art Club built of solid steel            Yeah you know   And one diamond light         Your interpretation of artists you know      Will always be in the forefront of the world's..         future, it's past, imagination y'know   Yeah it's true, aight..               I refuse to take part, in any lesser art - felt      Break your little hip-hop art and watch you melt   First assignment, evoke the path, provoke the future      Choke and strangle your Devil before he shoots ya      full of serum to fear him      But my Club supports the God so it's difficult to hear him   We meet, over the beat, bring your drum machines and (?)      Dem days fly by fast, meditating with the sensei         Be forever in debt with the powers that be         My solid steel integrity, kills a celebrity   So let it be, we shall fulfill our destiny      My Art Club         [uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's outro]         The current show was called,       "Art Hurts: Visions From Young Los Angeles Artists."      It was a madhouse!