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Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you
In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you
The ink flows down into a dark puddle

Ink on paper
These lines tell a story
Words spilled on the page of a life
What will you read here
Between the covers of my book
What will your eyes

scars under beautiful black ink 
I put my dreams in a box beneath the sink 
I couldn't fit in, but I wouldn't shrink 
The voice in my head said drink  

I

I go and make an exit.
Stick n’ poke, Ink and blood
Put it on my skin too,Thank you
Turn around show me what that thing do
Came through
Face too,

and hit a new scene
Walk in the room they like who's he
Hot as the ink on my loose leaf
I be kicking back like I'm Bruce Lee
Making hits then I'm reaping

A chapter ends in the book of the extant
The pages turn once more
A soul ends with a dot of the pen
The ink still settles in
Why bother trying

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Muysca Ink - Warr10rz brand
Bussines man, bussines gang
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Bussines man, bussines gang

It's Indi on the beat so my pen ink deep Indigofera
The way I break it's spring got 'em sprung like Primavera
Brocoli bread & cheddar
They claim

the ink runs dry I'm back to the well
Got me screaming phrases that I just can't spell
Cradle the spine like I'd die if you fell
Lit prize Nobel
To my eyes

now written in ink

More windows in my prison cell
Telling me this isn't hell
I hate to differ, but the sun burns me
It must be nice out there
All I can

Twist the plot into a final spiral
If by some morioh miracoh I gotchyo attention Hirohiko
I've never considered ink
But I might get a joestar if it had yo

was spilt
This is white guilt
With the sword spilling ink at the hilt
I'm a address my white guilt
I'm a continue to fight for our freedom until
We can

an landfill
My beard swaggin like Anvil's
Double cuppin my hands filled
Threw caution up in the wind
Now my body function on stand still
Ink behind the damn

no one
I'm making nothing
I'm broken and homeless
O how I try
Got ink on my arms
I'm sleeping with strangers
I champ at the bit
Hit after hit
When i

Never blame me
I wonder if the equasym will change me?
But I've already changed a lot
But I smile a lot
Yeah there's Ink in my brain but I can't harvest

take power in the gloom
Stake reclamar spirits pure and innocent
Sick madness antes the dark forces
Destiny written by volcanic charcoal ink
Charcoal ink

time, it's just the daily
But just know that I ain't God, no need to praise me
Always keep it cool, I won't get angry
My pen, got unlimited ink
Leave my

I tried to write a note
But the ink never dried
Must of seen this played out in my head
Over a thousand times
Maybe I'll make sense of this world

aren't available, ink's not erasable
Thumbin thru cash if you're capable
Hit up the fax for the mailable
Forward address on my desk like your main thing

writing these songs
Till the ink dry and my pain gone
Till the ink die and the day gone
Man I swing high but I aim wrong
Days go by man they take long

I'm as damned as it gets

Ink scars hate under my skin
Woke up to see me cryin'
Blades tucked right under my chin
I'll protect you no matter my sins

Spit gross like an infestation
Champagne toast with the roach's nation
Bled through gauze, what a nice sensation
As I do wait for the ink's infection

Serrated edges of photographs, ink stains from autographs remain
You look through cellophane wrapped books
You dripped your coffee down the page,

No, you, don't
Ion want connections no more
I want ink in
You got 500 or more
Like its LinkedIn
Ion want connections no more
I want ink in
You got 500