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Went from the to the spray paint and all the way back to the

Run through the fate, me
Went from the papermate to the paint and brought it all the way back
To the
Thanks for the tape

Excuse me my - excuse me, my
Is your pen?
Is it cool if I use it to duel my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use it to prosecute these
Is it for me to caress it against my ego?
Eh yo, can I use a ball just to make my small point?
Are these mechanical anything like hollow points?
Old fashioned number two and I need that quick and steady
But that's assuming I ain't chewed off the eraser tip
If I touched or it, believe I'm 'bout to make hell flip
Computer friendly only 'cause that deadly bitch helps me spell
Scribble, for the you, the me, the she and the
Aerosol to the wall, write it tall for all the
Yo, he wrote it in jail, she it in braile
I wrote that shit, named it, it
Eh yo, I got one for
And if I truly feel I got to show ya
I pull out a blank sheet of leaf and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to keep an utensil in my sock
And I've been known to mark it on the sidewalk chalk
Most times I write with a pen, sometimes I write with a
And if I go gold, I must have wrote that shit in blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that shit with
And if I ever go gold, I must wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold, I have wrote that shit with blood
Multiples, level four, of the slug

Eh yo, it's all the penmanship, baby
all about the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship,