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

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

me my - excuse me, my friend
Is that your
Is it if I use it to duel with my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use it to these people?
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 number two and I need that shit quick and steady
But that's assuming I chewed off the eraser tip already
If I or felt it, believe I'm 'bout to make hell flip
Computer friendly only 'cause that deadly bitch me spell shit
Scribble, for the you, the me, the she and the
Aerosol to the wall, it tall for all the vision
Yo, he wrote it in jail, she it in braile
I wrote that shit, it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for
And if I truly feel I got something to ya
I pull out a blank sheet of loose and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to keep an utensil in my sock
And I've known to mark it on the sidewalk with chalk
Most I write with a pen, sometimes I write with a buzz
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that in blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that with blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote that shit 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 the penmanship, baby
It's all about the penmanship,
Eh yo, it's all the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, all about the penmanship, baby