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on my meat)
Mouth metal like zinc (Zinc!)
She squirt on the mink like octopuss ink (Ink!)
Water on me like a sink (Sink!)
I just killed the pussy now I

we me mean well
If we come around your shordy
She forget you just like the inkwell
Most of y'all don't ink well
I use ink well
And yes I recite
Top

eat your words until it hurts
This gift not a curse look at the way i write a verse
When my pen spills ink it murders things i call it murder ink
You

But I still pack the venues that I have been to
So I'll continue to write what I like even if that shit might offend you
This ink inside of my skin,

jiggityjackpot
I'm a good ole Porky fast stuttering pink pig
Zero Digging lyrics so deep in ya ear holes
Ink out vivid rhymes like squids
Paint easter island heads

She's writing in poems about what's on her mind
But while the ink's drying she breaks down and she cries 
And she screams for the help of god up in

really think-Bitch, it's just the ink
I'm on the brink of blowing up
Like the cherry, I'm glowing 
Hold up- I'm going in 
Sinning tends to be the beginning

On winter days

Hiding in simile
Who did I say I'd be
I'm sorry I left you hurting
Under a shallow grave of
Pen ink and summer stains
I'm sorry I left you

and my ink good it inks so well and
I don't think they care about, none of these are news that they could read about
Speak about, open mouth, Spielberg

calle perdida número olvida lo que decida la vida manada.
ink, ímpetu nociva de castigo contra,
enemigos exhaustivos de la paciencia moral,
secta de

She's writing in poems about what's on her mind
But while the ink's drying she breaks down and she cries 
And she screams for the help of god up in

shackles
All the pain I've done handled I done fought in the battle
My pain is my ink my ink is my truth
My truth is my art that I craft in this booth
These

Sitting in the office 
Holding a pen erect on the table
Pressed firm between my fingers
With wet ink towards the ceiling
And I'm about ten seconds

on these pages,
open to abuse.
I should try to be dishonest but I lose.
I can't make peace with you.

Angry eyes, there's poison in the ink.
You've got so

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

Writing my thoughts in blue ink 
I've been waiting for you to jump in my direction 
Maybe we could speak for just a minute 
Just a minute 

My knees are not

the floor bottoms out 
We still race to just take it

When the ink starts to fade
Start it all over
When the ink starts to fade
We're going backwards

Will our choices make a difference?
Will the answers reveal itself?
Will the path we take make us think
"Are we the story made with paper and ink

ran up to catch you 
My momma left me back too 

Really born from pain ima sickö got it tattooed 
Ya you know it's red Ink 
Keep a drip broken sink 
All

twilight holds dusk, eternity
Invoke the ancients' voice, slake every thirst, eternally

Crack and pry, ink leaks from my eyes

They're probing at my failing

Yo
As I sit here in my bed my Paper's anxious for the pen
The ink's barely creepin out 
Overwhelmed on where
To begin
There's so much I Wanna say

Qian Zai Na Li Tryna sign where the ink at?
Where the Xi Huan Hip Hop ABC’s at?
ABC’s at
You know we back
Lemme go in on this
Hol up
Hol up
Hol up
I’m

that is not with this is 
We are so not the same
What in the fuck do you think that this is 
Its ink on the pad to cope with the pain

20 something 20

Other's red ink
I need his love to surround
My flawed instincts

Please share your love
God, share your love with me
Please look beyond
My faults and share