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down when I bring the ink 
Fuck ink where's all the wreck 
Never claimed to be what I'm not 
Always kept it real from the get 
Too much pussy in

I got bands in these pockets they Holdin me down
I'll make it rain on ya bitch like Confetti
Ink stains from money I counted Already
I'm taking off

round looking like a big ole brick (big ole brick)
New bitch
Old bitch
Crazy how they On the same ole shit
This shit run deep like the ink I got running

Before I was a novelist drowning in ink and sand
Before I was a writer I had plans and schemes
Before I was a architect believing schematic dreams

In

of a young man
I'm tryna go and tell my story so I put it in this ink pen
Flashing back I used to think then
That this shit was just impossible, improbable,
I

Saw a red dragon in a magazine
Got one on my mind and I want one on me
Got the cash and the confidence to march right in
Wanna feel that ink going

lights up her face
The past inside her pencil case 
Tears of ink stream down the page
Words and letters, she feels safe 
She feels safe

Keep me there with

into
Through the ink's how I bend views
Decisions I mark are permanent
Can't erase with a pencil
I keep a mental note of you when I'm in flow
So when

Scarlet heart, a letter unread
Whispered voice, dying breath
Eternal night inscribe the sky
Like ink and blood on paper lie

To feel the waves

black in cherry
Black in red
Blood in metal
Crimson in pitch
Mahogany in sable
Ruby in crow
Lipstick in midnight
Wine in ink
Rose in raven
Brick in spider

black in cherry
Black in red
Blood in metal
Crimson in pitch
Mahogany in sable
Ruby in crow
Lipstick in midnight
Wine in ink
Rose in raven
Brick in spider

Of Tin, Technically It’s The Ink
These Markings On My Body Represent All Of My Sins
Bitch You’ve Been Feeding Lies
No I Can’t Compromise
It’s Just Me,

Jessaye de vivre dans le mood 
Flick it that shit comme le dub 
Jessaye de vivre dans le mood 
Flick it that shit comme le dub
Smoke that ink 
Smoke

The ink's dry can't rewrite the stars
I'm obsessed picking the wrong cards
I wasn't born like this

Telling my story be steady
Don't miss, I aggress

Sheesh, yeah
Legends never die like a star let me Shine (Yeah) grab
This fame ink and sign (Yeah) feel My Pain let it ride
(Yeah) let it ride (Yeah)

longer think about it
(Don't you dare)
This love is written in ink
And it's permanent
You can't rub it away
(Hooo)
It will not be erased
(Hooo)
It will

thumb

So keep the tear ducts shut
When you're stuck in a rut
Just shut the fuck up
Suck thumb

Number ones with his blood
Commemorate
Red ink in the mud

gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors
Crazy man
Suburban ebonics coming out my mouth
Take

remember
What I'm supposed to think

Well I let the day run out
Like ink form this pen
If I could just get up
Then I could begin

Well I lay back and wonder

Before I was a novelist drowning in ink and sand
Before I was a writer I had plans and schemes
Before I was a architect believing schematic dreams

In

funigana
Funigana funigana, funigana funigana
Funigana funigana, funigana funigana
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
(Ayy)
Gun with ink like going on war
I

can't hear a damn noise
Looking down again I see the world through my lens
Take a look and let the ink flow from my pen
I'm tired man I'm tired of it
I

You never cared to try
Shame kisses
While the ink's not dry
Apathy breeds heartache
Then ire when your habits won't die
Child within, never

Ratatatat just knocking for my dealer
Ratatatat oh God need a re-up
I dont want to lie
Ink running dry
Pen will just slide
When i body a beat with these