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A quill is a writing tool made from a moulted flight feather (preferably a primary wing-feather) of a large bird. Quills were used for writing with ink before the invention of the dip pen, the metal-nibbed pen, the fountain pen, and, eventually, the ballpoint pen. As with earlier reed pens (and later dip pens), a quill has no internal ink reservoir and therefore needs to periodically be dipped into an inkwell during writing. The hand-cut goose quill is rarely used as a calligraphy tool any more, because many papers are now derived from wood pulp and would quickly wear a quill down. However, it is still the tool of choice for a few scribes who have noted that quills provide an unmatched sharp stroke as well as greater flexibility than a steel pen. more »

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Covered in drip so cold like a lake
Got gold on my neck and tatted on my waist
Brown hair, black nails and I don't give a f*ck
Yea I'm coming for the top and I'm never gonna stop
Always fighting that shit on the frontline
Come for the racks, yea you know I want mine
Come for a bitch, but you know I got nine
Caught with a bag but its not mine

I'm apart of this shit yea uh, come for the racks and I'm coming for the gold
No one can stop me I'm about to explode
Fucking with me is all that I know
Coming with the Glock to the fist fight
Send two shots yea I'm in sight
Get too close and I will bite
Hold up bitch this is my night
Fucking around in town with a bitch, slapping her ass while she sucking on my dick
I don't really know where I wanna go, but I'll stay snorting on the blow
I don't wanna see you go right now,  just wanna see you bouncing around
Yea I got blunt so we fucking about
Staying till I'm cumming in her mouth

Yea I still hate my home ground uh, I don't wanna hear the background noise
No I wont treat you like a toy, yea I wanna go to Illinois
Fucking a bitch in the back now, fucking a bitch and I go wild
Feel like I'm part of the sound yea uh, feel like I'm going for the rounds yea uh

Covered in drip so cold like a lake
Got gold on my neck and tatted on my waist
Brown hair, black nails and I don't give a f*ck
Yea I'm coming for the top and I'm never gonna stop
Always fighting that shit on the frontline
Come for the racks, yea you know I want mine
Come for a bitch, but you know I got nine
Caught with a bag but its not mine
Covered in drip so cold like a lake
Got gold on my neck and tatted on my waist
Brown hair, black nails and I don't give a f*ck
Yea I'm coming for the top and I'm never gonna stop
Always fighting that shit on the frontline
Come for the racks, yea you know I want mine
Come for a bitch, but you know I got nine
Caught with a bag but its not mine

Yea I dream about blowing up, cutting through the scene when I'm coming up
Losing my spleen to the life when I'm on my ride but I don't wanna die
I'm shifting my ride when I'm on the road
Switching my game like I'm about to explode
Fighting my shame like its made of gold
Flow in my pain likes its made of smoke

Whatchu gonna do when you feel the wrist slit, drip quick
Lil' boy round like a misfit, f*ck shit up with about 6 clips, no business
Fucking round with the mistress, suck my dick for the clip bitch
No witness when I end this shit quick
Don't wanna see the light or the darkness
Just wanna see you end in the garbage uh

Yes I'm taking my life when I ride, I don't wanna see you fucking cry
I'm down bad, gonna be that guy, take that gun shoot my own eye
Nose on fire when I snort that line, brains all gone when I take that bye
See my goals when I spit that fire, miss me when I'm gone you cant lie

Covered in drip so cold like a lake
Got gold on my neck and tatted on my waist
Brown hair, black nails and I don't give a f*ck
Yea I'm coming for the top and I'm never gonna stop
Always fighting that shit on the frontline
Come for the racks, yea you know I want mine
Come for a bitch, but you know I got nine
Caught with a bag but its not mine
Covered in drip so cold like a lake
Got gold on my neck and tatted on my waist
Brown hair, black nails and I don't give a f*ck
Yea I'm coming for the top and I'm never gonna stop
Always fighting that shit on the frontline
Come for the racks, yea you know I want mine
Come for a bitch, but you know I got nine
Caught with a bag but its not mine

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