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not tryna link
Me and my niggas together in sync 
Put on that drip like I dress in the sink
Write on my body I fill it with ink
We havin motion now look

Young kid
Nowadays it’s a different story
Many of us living life on the edge
Trying to make a page in a day
What’s your ink without paper
An art

A sky of freezing ink
Spills on the trembling stars 
Civilizations sink 
When February starts

A space of fitful sleep
Dividing nights and days 
Time

Hiding from the devil's gaze
Moaning floorboards
Fuss below him
Strange broken holes
You don't know him
Surrender yourself 
To the ink machine
Angel's

my dreams become reality
Talkin' to the man in me, markin' up a page with ink
Livin' in the land of free when we all know this land ain't free
Seven

Little birds singin'
They are my friends
A flower blooms
On the palm of your hand
And now I can find myself alive
In the world of Spring
A smile of ink

La mort c'est ink un mot
Un mot quié pour moé aussi magnifique
Le but d'cette existence
Ne vaut rien lorsqu'on s'rêveille de s'rêve sitte
Ste rêve là

A sky of freezing ink
Spills on the trembling stars 
Civilizations sink 
When February starts

A space of fitful sleep
Dividing nights and days 
Time

the pages like
The less I know the better cause the ink keeps drying, uh
The reaper is my debtor and he knows I'm trying, uh
I'm telling him I'm bouncing back

throat
Leaving sketches on the walls of the words that he wrote
His name in ink on the sole of her shoes
Not another mis-conductor of the plum purple

Big Meech
Can't see these niggas like Ray Charles
He was gone before I blinked
Real niggas they gone instinct
My niggas gone live through ink
Shotta

Sure she said she want it 
Shorty said she on it
It's all on ya 
And I got blood on this money
Flowers dripping red ink 
Uh uh 
She want it so bad

In the corners of the house slowly vibing alone
Another ink spot sinks, while I lose control
Blindfold all my ethics, just to polish my methods
How

rebellion, Mah own revolution
But I just wanna know...
Who’s gonna stand up and fight with me
I got tired of cutting up mah wrist
Cover it up and applied ink

view
It’s your tattoos
They’ve seen your ink
It’s made them think
With all those tats
Get our power back
Want to run our ship
Don’t care if you’re hip

ink poison, the slits on the wick
You are flawed, yeah your perfectly flawed
The tides of depression
Sink in and carry you on and on
You crave isolation

never have to fall
Will the colours blend at all
Let your ink be mine instead

If I never have to fall
Will the colours blend at all
Let your ink be mine

beautiful 
Covered in leaves 
Dumped there by a fiend 
Oozing with black ink
I am your parchment 
You are my quill 
Imbue your memories onto your canvas 
Talk

the work everyday of the week
Master the craft while I dabble with ink
You call it a copy, I call it distinct
Turning you down so I can hear myself think

rap
Better get in your bag
Start writing like a n*gga dissing you on a track
Yes I’m young but I’m not kidding
Pen game strong you can call me Kid Ink

The blueprint laid out 
You cant read it 

Eyes low I'm seeing 
Im alone not breathing 
Hieroglyphics ink in    
Time zone I'm sinking  

Tic tic Tok you kno 
Im

of spilled ink
And don't come running back
Because I'm already gone
And don't go thinking that
You can right all your wrongs
What's done is done
You do this

The ink and the tattooed dreams
Until the fat lady's sung we'll stay forever young
She don't believe in God
Prefers to think life's just odd
She seems

shorty you know
Hollywood,Hollywood

Girl I'm feeling like Breezy (Breezy)
Girl I'm feeling like Kid Ink (Kid Ink)
Can't you wear that mini
Fucking that