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There's ghosts of this typewriter's past
the words that came before me
It's poetry in motion watching keys dancing 
to a story

It's a special kind

Deeper

Shaquille O'Neal

Respect

1998

advances 
While you sit, waiting for answers, wha-wha
True ballers see paper like typewriters
The rest think why'all bullet proof like nightrider

Like a typewriter
Tearing through the paper
Your sharks grin teeth
Bite down never smiling
And at the centre
There's always you my darling
Yes

cooked egg
Trying to touch paper like typewriters
Pulled up clutch scraping like Night Rider
Mike Myers with a mic wired
The mind wired the napalm inside

Hey singer, me yuh a call songwriter, eh?
War Teacher a gang fighter
Gunshot write off yuh gang like
Paper from di typewriter
Your boss mek yuh feel

the symptoms until you have no more pocket change

the typewriter keeps typing but there's no paper left
the kind of obsession that racks around in your brain

My whisky and my eyeliner
My whisky and my eyeliner
Give me my whisky, my diamonds, and my eye-for-eyeliner
Served with a blank sheet of paper & an old

and use them as
Some paper pincushions for my typewriter voodoo
Man I got so many fly rhymes to choose through
So what I pick's special like some ice

let the ones do it

I say I want that paper, need that paper
Hustling in my veins, I just bleed that paper
Nothing on my mind but some money, Las

there
So if you think you'll ever find a better paper in the world
You better go to church and say a prayer (and say a prayer)
They've got photographers

King of Thieves

Elvis Costello & the Attractions

Punch the Clock [Ryko Bonus Tracks]

1983

I had forgotten all about `the case of the three pins`
They said I must be cracked
Until the brown paper parcel landed on my welcome mat
Even

King of Thieves

Elvis Costello

Punch the Clock [Rhino Bonus Disc]

1983

I had forgotten all about `the case of the three pins`
They said I must be cracked
Until the brown paper parcel landed on my welcome mat
Even

fuck a nigga for the paper 
Tapping that butch like a typewriter 
You ain’t with the tribe you a outsider 
Beefing online you a cyber fighter 
I hit yo

no hope, Just
Booze and madness
I get most of their letters on lined paper
Written with an unsharpened pencil or in ink
In tiny handwritings that

Take heed of the paper cuts I took in the woods
from a paper moon held by string and glue,
while my eyes were wide on the golden ratio

scared oh oh

Fools gold
I got a bunch on my new clothes
Typewriter
Ink red like a highlighter
Sow my seed
Grow a hive with a queen bee
They don't like you

Verse 1:
I got a typewriter just to see the words I express come to life on paper, press
Fuck life by a desk. I gotta stand out from the rest

Baa RIP
Damn I ripped him in half like a piece of paper
He wanna fail, nigga, fuck a taper
He finna cry, nigga, wear your diaper

No, I don't cry,

Chief Inspector Blancheflower

The Fiery Furnaces

Blueberry Boat

2004

I wanted to be a typewriter mender when I grew up,
But things didn't work out so. Sleep
Late in the morning, climb up Mt. Olympia and replace

to my, cause, cause

I think I need pen and paper
Think it time to bun another faker
Do me an MC turn translator
Mix my data with their data
But what

a Firefighter
I just wanna stack money high pile up, printing commas, typewriter
Gyal dem see me and "To This Day" their eyes light up, thighs tight up
If she's

typewriters, this is old news
You see through, faux dude, low hanging fruit
And I been trying to tell you, the text don’t go through
Bad communication
I got

a songwriter, typewriter, screenwriter, firefighter
I'm all the things you can't be, I'm a bengal tiger
Y'all be addicts in my zone, cigarette lighter
And you be

a Firefighter
I just wanna stack money high pile up, printing commas, typewriter
Gyal dem see me and "To This Day" their eyes light up, thighs tight up
If she's