Lyrics:
a veil for all elation
The ink's dripping all over me
The only regret I have is caring
Are we posing? Are we props
Riding the anger 'till it stops?
nosotros nadie va a saber)
Y la L
Woh-oy
The Diamond Ink
Dynell
Diamond Ink
Toma, toma
Dímelo, Rolo
Sean Yeff
Yazid "El Metálico"
Baby Records Inc,
for tomorrow, trying to beat the clock
And the trying to change, the cycle going round and round
But the ink's run dry and the book ain't bound
You
My homie's got his gun
He's gonna fill me full of ink
He's got the custom design
For life, it's gonna be mine!
It's tattoo time!
It's tattoo time!
out and meet somebody
Who actually likes me for me
And this time I'll let them
Yeah, I like telling stories
But I don't have to write them in ink
I
ink
He tore the clouds apart
As she burned her letters in the garden last night
They're alone
In this abandoned room
Lit by a candle
Kept for
calendars dying
At New Year's Eve parties
As we kiss hard on the lips
And swear this year
Will be better then the last
Jet Black, the ink that spells
the ink to my pen to my pad to the ink in my arm
How can one diss song possibly last this long?
Tyson ain't the champ no more them days is gone
And Rip
to flight
Before they die
I'll take this ink from my arms and write your name in the sky
Please don't use my letters to start your fires this time
Your
on some bar napkin back in the pocket of a jacket i haven't worn in months and the ink's blotting and bleeding was i making out a will or just another late
got it ink, got it ink
Shoutout to Sidney, cause she got them vocals
That lady can sing, cause she can sing
Why they be lurking
I think they get nervous
it low key
I keep my paper and my ink
And that’s not even gasoline
I still deliver all the heat
Because I always fire breathe
I keep my paper and my
this story has been written?
The ink has not yet dried, just move
Hey! hold your bleeding thoughts, do you know what you have to do?
Nothing moves
Young kid
Nowadays it’s a different story
Many of us living life on the edge
Trying to make a page in a day
What’s your ink without paper
An art
could do for her
She's making me ink like squid (you made me ink)
And now she's aware that I'm true for sure
Find me a man who's gonna go down on your
I live in fantasy world
There are giant flowers and huge butterflies
Inside me is an ink heart
It will help me write my story
The boy was born
grills on his teeth yeah
She love a nigga with some ink on his skin yeah
But do you love a nigga with a bigger letter D
And do you love a nigga who can
looks like a dime yeah and her friends are all nines
Lord I pray for the lives that have lost me in this life
Fear of God on the mind so it here in ink
staining with so dirty ink?
Why I think that way? Why they think that I'm a villain not a victim?
And how loudly did I need to scream about it? I did not
And that’s how she’s gonna stay
Just another drop of ink along the way
I’ll take these tattoos to heaven
Every line, every lesson
The ones I loved and hurt
Sulphur and ink
The faint aroma of what good is left
Allowing my demons
To take full control and lead all command
My eyes roll to the back of my head
As I
fishing line
We will play your scales and harmonize with seas
Cuddle with the subtle wish of Venus climbing trees
Ink we found tattooed to the shavings
See I been outchea grindin and hustlin
By my pockets like I'm grindin fa nothin
Put my life in Black Ink like I'm Ceaser and Dutchess
Hit the blunt
won’t touch us, the ink’s no duchess
As much as we scrutinize luscious luxury
Cosmetics, blush I foresee 5 g’s in my clutches, so fuck it
Inside out
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