Luyện nghe bài hát Write Now

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

Run the fate, excuse me
Went from the papermate to the spray and brought it all the way back
To the
for buying the tape

Excuse me my - me, my friend
Is your pen?
Is it cool if I use it to duel with my
Is it proper for me to use it to prosecute people?
Is it wrong for me to caress it against my
Eh yo, can I use a ball point just to make my small
Are these mechanical joints anything like hollow
Old fashioned number two and I need that shit quick and
But that's assuming I chewed off the eraser tip already
If I touched or felt it, believe I'm to make hell flip
Computer friendly only 'cause that bitch helps me spell shit
Scribble, for the you, the me, the she and the
to the wall, write it tall for all the vision
Yo, he wrote it in jail, she wrote it in
I wrote shit, named it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for
And if I truly feel I got something to ya
I out a blank sheet of loose leaf and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to keep an extra utensil in my
And I've been known to mark it on the sidewalk with
Most times I write with a pen, I write with a buzz
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote shit in blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that shit with
And if I ever go gold, I have wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that shit blood
Multiples, four, courtesy of the slug

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