Lyrics:
All right well, why don't you just go ahead and have a seat right there
Here's a pad of paper and pen
And, uh, well
Why don't you just, why don't you
Before nine o'clock.
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin' lies
The promises you gave
From the grave of a broken heart
Hmm
Every day I
one by one
pad of paper and a rubber bands and a pencil and a printer and a CD
you thought you were fooling me
customer…?
Before nine o'clock.
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin' lies
The promises you gave
From the grave of a broken heart
Hmm
Every day I
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin' lies
The promises you gave
From the grave of a broken heart
Hmm
Every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine,
measurements on a pad of paper
Noted each bruise and abrasion
How could this happen
To a girl so young
Please let my girl go without knowing what I know
her
Just his hand a pad of paper
To write his opioid rants
Marks and scrapes from another fight
Mistakes I tried making right
Lost in the ones I made
a
Player player player
See now I'm writing all my wrongs
With my pen pad and
Paper paper paper
Got to make decisions right now and not later
Since you been
chip away what you don't need
The form is hidden by the stone
The form is hidden in the stone
But it's already there
Pads of paper all around the house
antidote
The pad and paper got me taking notes
From pad to paper I'm taking them notes
Y'all moving too slow to be coaching
My drip I'm the fish
long
I amaze, you in a maze and u looking all lost
Fire dog, entei
Enter be with the pad of paper had the maths on the Wednesday, had the raps in
na, na na na
(Igh, igh, igh, igh!)
Acid acid, get it? Acid
Melts through plastic, I spit fired
Pad my palette, talkin' paper
If this was work,
Christmas
They may refuse me entry
'Cause you're native to this country
Clair Fontaine
But as a foreigner relinquish
A pad of paper so distinguished
I'd
We ain't battled, either that or they won't collaborate
'Cause pad or paper freestyle will settle that debate (yup)
I call it guillotine style 'cause
a docket
There are movements
In the shadow
Check the papers
Pad the pockets
Before nine o'clock.
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin' lies
The promises you gave
From the grave of a broken heart
Hmm
Every day I
out my pad and paper
And calculate my algebra
I just wanna go outside and skate.
Catch you later mom
To the court house, where I go
Sporting some baggy
it really this?
I went a month or two
Without writing even
A dot or line on my pad of paper
Then with depression
I was falling apart
Self destructing
I'll make this perfectly clear
That the times you wish you could grow to forget
Are the ones that you should keep near
So chronicle with both pad
heavily upon my mind
Some pencils, some pens, several pads of paper
Both hardback and paperback books
Some lightbulbs, some pot plants, some homegrown
favors
No fucks to give
Deep wit da pen on da pad wasting paper
Dont know whas up wit him
Yea Ooooooooooo
I been on some real shit
Tell u how feel shit
A pen pad and paper
And these broken memories
Are all that you're gonna need
No this not the same
As the game that we once played
At that old corner
real soon I'll drop a classic on ya head
Tearing rappers limb from limb done made my pad of paper red
As the dot before a headshot, got so much on my
One day
One day I will
One day I will
One day
In a random hotel lobby
Somewhere I don't know
A pen, a pad of paper
My familiar foes
I want to write
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