Lyrics:
I'm scared to
Write a love song
It may go long
Or stay paper to the pen
Guess I never really felt
It was needed to be said
From Coldplay in my
feel my pain
Got a choppa with 100 rounds let it rang ain’t gon say it again
Nigga bust ya brain on my way to the Pen ain’t a thang changed
Get out do it
And I'll stack the wins Yeah Yeah
Do it over and over again Yeah Yeah
Sharpen my pen Yeah Yeah
I'll shoot my shot Yeah Yeah
Celebrate at the top Yeah Yeah
feenin for the tip of my pen
Look like a gyro, I must be a goat
Catchin bodies as I'm making em float
Dropping bars, why you dropping the soap
Reach
Pijenz primm e parlà
É nu consigl mij
Tu pensa a storia tuoj
Ca a storia mij ci pens ijj
Nat miez a viij
Semp ch' e scarp ruott
E nisciun pensav a nuij
Chi
serv ca o dic? A null. Comm all'essere amic a tutt
Sent sta riga è assurd, osserv sta vit
Pens ra scriv ma turb, m'vè a ment na vij
E curs, quant s'è
(Eww!)
Still I'm so confident when I pen rhymes
All about my zeroes like the ten times
Table, and I've still got some hench guys
Who would roll with me
I speak the light like that shit fluorescent
Literally cinematic with the world play
A lyrical phonetic with a pen a cape
Really raw with the shit,
fantasi
Jeg så en knytnæve smadre gennem en mur
ingen pistol
men min skarpe pen
klynger dig op i en spalte eller to
hvis du forfølger mig igen
jeg pisker
focused on the dollars but I' m out promoting the change
Cognac aficionado Hennessy be the gang
Pen pal with the sorrows the ink links all the pain
Peep my
They drove me down from the other side of town with a letter from a poison pen
They took away my voice and left me with no choice but I knew I'd come
and slide
RidiculousG be the man with the plan
Watch out when the pens in my hand
Or when I'm typing in notes
Smoking on the dope
It's gone murder, all he
When the pen gets the clicking and the bitches get a no nigga ay
I know you hate when i talk like that but i really can't lie to you
Sorry that i took
the time, bill it into the night
Fill it, minute, ink quill, pen it til' I'm sick, ill
Running like a treadmill, I continue it, still
Emphatically sew this,
out the pen
I couldn't win, when it's a battle of my life and boredom
There's a prison in my mind, and the pens the warden
now I'm tired of the stress
They got my people in the pen with the pen
But still we are who we are
Middle finger to the judge can't nobody judge you for who you are
Don't let nobody
really far (Yea)
Know I like it when you put the pen
To paper when draw you can
Reach the stars (All the time)
Cause dreams never really far (Yea)
Know
that nose spray atchu homie I'm just sick
You got no business with the circle that I'm up in
I'm feeling like a merk, cause killing what my job be
Pen
the surface
I’m not going to the pen so I’ll leave it to this pen
Vision blurred man my words look like cursive
Memories replaying in my head you got me swine
float
Taking dabs
Hitting pens
Rubbing topicals on my skin
Dropping tinctures under my Tongue
Grinding buds down into Crumbs
Green light
Mood right
Nine
hot, I wreck letters
My rhymes’ll play tricks, thats what my pen tell her uh
Slack? Never, the beats, they slap heavy
I’m bleeding rap, so I succeed
It's all real talk fuck a pen game
Picked up bro from the pen gates
You know how the set stay
Threw man a brick on tick told him ring me in ten
other fella to spit bars
Focus on beats, like fuck that, my pen's to the paper like class
Mouth to the mic and a tab to the tongue like Chance
Eminem,
a may pen get bury a demby
Vybrantt nuh roll wid nuh mattic weh empty
We beat it pon riddim lef protools fi lenky
Protools fi lenky
Anything diss dem
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