Lyrics:
Dip your fingers in the inkwell
What's the harm? You might as well
Everyone else is doing it too
Smear your fingers, swirl them once or twice
If you
Pick up your pen and get to work
Welcome back
Working hard in the dead of night
Creation might never see the light
Pen and paper a wondrous sight
Yo, you ever go outside at night, look up into the sky, into the big, immense sky…and think to yourself that's a big sky!
Like an inkwell…
In a city
the wind just concerned with wins
And we been stayin on point like needles and pins
Y'all need depends if you stuck up in your b-boy stance
Now keep it
I dip my pen into my inkwell
Once again it's time for me to shine
No need for speculation, you can already tell
Class is back in session, I know you
We up in this party
Don’t know how it started
But things are getting naughty
You don’t gotta tell your man
Just vibe to the beat
Don’t be scared
bust in early May
Orders from the D.A., look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't tie no bows
Better stay away from those
you can pry this mic from colder hands
You've got no chance and you get no love
Like no one wants to hold your hand
I don't care about you nerds with
A measly gun-for-hire
Call me your contracts, sucker, I'm on fire
I'm Mr king Dice, don't you even try now
Otherwise you'll see why they
Call it Die House
makers
You gon get bars straight from this
Foreigners phone like jail breaker
I get rid of your bars like bail bondsman
Since you don't wanna sit in
bang bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang still ride with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive with the chain
You know who did it still grindin same
Now
the topic of discussion
Enemies lie to me like "yo what's up my cousin?"
Forget them for a minute you're the one that's on my mind
Tears all in your smile I
Don't you know, how the money flow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know
Verse Three: AK-47
Bend the block with the indo,
and gravy
Game don't stop, Cops get popped
(Da da duh da da)
Cop's pop back, kids'll catch it in the neck
So
This is for my niggas in the pen'
I'll see you
I do and it never tires
Tried to sign but no label could handle me
Got the handle from the pan and I ran with it
Took the dry pen to inkwell
Jumped in
Darkness roused, no house of mouse
Ink pen, king pin, you're in my house now
No survival kit, chuck your tex books out
No illusion, it's life, and I am
always find the keys
(Haha, yeah, kick it)
Darkness roused, no house of mouse
Ink pen, king pin, you're in my house now
No survival kit, chuck your tex
rude but you're stuck in your feelings
I'm guessing they all want to know where I go
Havok the movie I'm playing the villain
I'm guessing they all want
the DA
Look out, kid, don't matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes, don't try No Doz
Better stay away from those that
Carry around a fire hose
Keep
And i can't sleep
I need Bad company
I like you better by my side
In my bed
On my dick
Out my Head
I don't sleep
On my own
Hit your phone
the drink, satisfying when it clinks
But you already know what, I don't give a fuck what you think
A pen and pad is all I need
Only thing to give me company
Oh
Don't you know, how the money flow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know
Verse Three: AK-47
Bend the block with the indo,
baby, you know who
Tell your whole crew, it's somethin' that you need to know, dude
This is how we go through
Who the poisoned pen?
Mos got
the fascination
And I just want to touch
This is a list
They're my demands
Forget the question, come on bring your nervous hands
You read it in my letter
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