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Went the papermate to the spray 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
Thanks for the tape

Excuse me my - excuse me, my
Is that pen?
Is it if I use it to duel with my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use it to prosecute these
Is it wrong for me to caress it against my
Eh yo, can I use a ball point just to make my point?
Are these mechanical joints anything like 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 felt it, believe I'm to make hell flip
Computer friendly 'cause that deadly bitch helps me spell shit
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 wrote it in
I that shit, named it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for
And if I truly I got something to show ya
I pull out a blank sheet of leaf and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to an extra utensil in my sock
And I've known to mark it on the sidewalk with chalk
Most times I write with a pen, sometimes I with a buzz
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 blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold, I must wrote that shit with blood
Multiples, level four, of the slug

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