Lyrics:
They dont really know about me
Funny how they never doing shows without me
Used to sit in class with a pencil and a pad
And we used to laugh about
Get out the A4, getting out the A4
get out the A4, getting out the A4
get out the A4, getting out the A for you
Run with a pencil, running with
need no friends
All I need is twin, Big Loaf, and twiin
You know I need my paper and a pencil
Not a pen
If I put my team on my back
We gon win
we pull up with metal
X Wick, he gon' show 'em with a pencil
Yeah, we outside sipping on some petrol
Purple in my eyes, Sylo got me goin' mental
If
I’m writing in pencil
Erasing the lines
I’m writing in pencil
Can’t help but revise
Cause its hard to commit
When the words all sound like shit
Shall I write I love you in pencil or pen
Shall I write a letter, this song makes no sense
You say please don't chase me but
You look at me like you
Drawing pencils! Funny funny!
Drawing pencils! Funny funny!
Blue, blue, blue? No!
Red, red, red? No!
Yellow, yellow? Yesssss!
Red!
Yellow!
Blue!
Zola
She swims along with crocodiles
Her name is Zola
She carries on for thousand miles
Zola take the pen
I kept the pencil
I also kept Ken
Zola don’t
돌아가 back shift 아마도 empty
꺼있는 엔진 키우는 pencil
I wanna go
street, Im gonna repeat.
아직 기억하지 많은
사람 on the street
돌아가 back shift 아마도 empty
꺼있는 엔진 키우는 pencil
and a pencil
I pop me a script and start writing scriptures
Just hoping they see my potential
I kept this shit all confidential
Gon get it twisted
I need
round just like a disco, now
I, write my heart just get the pens n pencils, out
Like, it's your first time I give the intro, wait
Everybody want to blow,
I didn't wanna kill but it came with an instrumental
All of my murders were done with a pad and pencil
You're fucking with some true emcees
A sweet
I eat pencil shavings, it's so yummy yummy
Got that graphite in my veins, in my tummy tummy
Chew that up, make my face feel gummy gummy
Make that
not)
She keep her a Smith & Wesson
She keep it so confidential (no talk)
She'll erase you with a pencil (brr)
My diamonds they got way bigger
I
like dancers
Not neatly, not like compass and pencil
More like a dog on a lead, going mental
I go round in circles
Not graceful, not like dancers
happiness, and it runs right to me, such amazing beauty
You don't have to, cut up no roses
Please just leave them living
Got my pencil, got pretty paper
and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencil marks
And the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about
Honestly, it's only this money on my mental
I leak my thoughts out through my pencil
Life's a game of chess the next move's essential
I use to flip
Pencil necks so slim would like to be like him
To become king of gym like Mr. Muscle
The name of his game is no pain no gain
He's the strongest link
a hat
To be a hat
Just go and put it on your head
And that's that
Check out my pencil case hat
It's a pencil case hat as you can see
Before I put
Smashed iPhone what an idiot
Always getting smashed they ain't serious
No internet I'm back to snakes 4
Back to pieces of paper and a pencil
I'm
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ohh
This right here should be an album
They say perfection comes with Pencils and brushes
No discussion
Hide behind a fake
I said, huhn
Huuuuhn, E-Mula in this bitch, boy
Yo, I cant hear what you're sayin from the bleachers
Treat you like a fuckin pencil, fill you wit
mode
Test mode
I said I'm about to go in test mode
I need a number 2 pencil and a brand new eraser
I gotta pass a test and get an 'A' up on my paper
Test
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