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I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product

disappearin’ ink. Huh huh huh
Got a good friend, a stockbroker, she didn’t make this mess
She played by rules made by fools and got stuck like all the rest
If

she's digging her own grave.
I'll crash that wedding like a hurricane, won't let her live a life of pain.

Chorus)
Don't let the ink dry, on that paper

arrives
The weight of paper in her hand feels like a bar of gold
She hesitates before she reads, afraid of what it says

The first words she reads makes her

in the streets before I knew it (before I knew it)

Yeah, I ain't even let this check dry, nigga, the ink on the check dry, nigga 
'Fore I was

forever
In my coffin, may the note in my pocket be buried treasure
May the ink on the paper fade away dare I say never
Ever ever ever ever, ever ever
Uphill

didn't have to earn a wage, who knows
They may just live off other people
But who could do such a thing, wouldn't that be evil?
Well, hmmm, let me think,

cries "Go, school choice!"
"Let's give vouchers a try"
What Betsy doesn't choose to voice
Is how vouchers bleed communities dry
Dear Betsy visits select

hardheadedness won't let them accept it
See they loved each other from beginning to end
But when he really wanted her then she didn't want him
When she really

Good Advice

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [LP]

1988

invented a tube
He was sad because it sprung a little leak
He said, "Darn it, when I hold my tube on a piece of paper,
The ink leaks out and makes

Physically exhausted 
And mentally drained
Ring my thoughts out
Leak as ink 
On the page
Collection of notebooks
Host to more dust 
Than poems 
I

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

my eyes
ADHD pills Sami crossed-eyed
Courtney didn't eat half the time
Jay would always ask "wanna blow some smoke"?
And get faded like a dry erase?

just got me dancing like I never thought I'd get it right
So let me blow those motherfucking candles right
Please walk on by my dream song won't sell
But

Kinja Rules

Jimmy Buffett

Don't Stop the Carnival

(3:49) 

Lorna Mista Paper, Senator Pullman he just call. He ask how come ya don need no watah / Norman Don't need water! / Lorna Well, you let

her hand
Stop sign
Didn't mean stop to her then

I told her bout the problem
She said it's past
She Poured it down the drain and
Said the drink would be

a track
I get 5k in 6 hours
I'm bringing in big checks
Building this label and dream brick by brick
Didn't need a loan from anyone to do it
Fuck giving

believe that it'll get better with time)
Na shayhi ki mere kaagaz pe chaap aa rahi
(But I can't feel the ink on my paper anymore)
Na halka ho raha mann pe

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them

adequately concealing these products
It was a paper crossbow
And I think one of my teachers
Saw it in my unzipped backpack
She seized it and took it

Just Sign the Papers

Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties

Routine Maintenance

2019

a slant of sunlight I watched pools of ink dry blue

Come on, just sign the papers
Don't make me stay in the room
I can't keep my hands steady but I

and put the rest aside
Now I use my tests to make em testify
Bugged by the hate but my love be the pesticide
Dry your eyes, see the sky, every cloud has