Luyện nghe bài hát Write Now

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 and brought it all the way back
To the
for buying the tape

Excuse me my - me, my friend
Is your pen?
Is it if I use it to duel with my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use it to prosecute people?
Is it wrong for me to caress it my ego?
Eh yo, can I use a ball point just to make my small
Are these mechanical anything like hollow points?
Old fashioned number two and I that shit quick and steady
But that's assuming I chewed off the eraser tip already
If I touched or felt it, believe I'm 'bout to hell flip
Computer friendly only 'cause that deadly bitch helps me shit
Scribble, for the you, the me, the she and the
to the wall, write it tall for all the vision
Yo, he it in jail, she wrote it in braile
I wrote shit, named it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for
And if I feel I got something to show 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 that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold, I must have wrote shit with blood
And if I ever go gold, I must wrote that shit with blood
Multiples, level four, of the slug

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