Atmosphere - Write Now (Multiples #4) lyrics
[Atmosphere - Write Now Multiples #4 lyrics]
Went from the papermate to the spray paint
And all the way back to the Papermate
Run through the fate, excuse me
Went from the papermate to the spray paint
And brought it all the way
Back to the papermate
Thanks for buying the tape
Excuse me my- excuse me, my friend
Is that your pen? Is it cool if I use it
To duel with my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use
It to prosecute these people?
Is it wrong for me to
Caress it against my ego? Eh yo
Can I use a ball point just
To make my small point?
Are these mechanical joints anything
Like hollow points?
Old fashioned number two and I need
That shit quick and steady
But that's assuming I ain't chewed
Off the eraser tip already
If I touch a felt tip
Believe I'm 'bout to make hell flip
Computer friendly only cause that deadly
Bitch helps me spell shit
Scribble, for the you, the me
The she and the politicians
Aerosol to the wall
Write it tall for all Division
Yo, he wrote it in jail
She wrote it in braile
I wrote that shit, named it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for sale
And if I truly feel I
Got something to show ya
I pull out a blank sheet of loose
Leaf and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to keep an extra
Utensil in my sock
And I've been known to mark it
On the sidewalk with chalk
Most times I write with a pen
Sometimes I write with a buzz
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit in blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
Multiples, level four, courtesy of the slug
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby
It's all about the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby
And all the way back to the Papermate
Run through the fate, excuse me
Went from the papermate to the spray paint
And brought it all the way
Back to the papermate
Thanks for buying the tape
Excuse me my- excuse me, my friend
Is that your pen? Is it cool if I use it
To duel with my skeletons?
Is it proper for me to use
It to prosecute these people?
Is it wrong for me to
Caress it against my ego? Eh yo
Can I use a ball point just
To make my small point?
Are these mechanical joints anything
Like hollow points?
Old fashioned number two and I need
That shit quick and steady
But that's assuming I ain't chewed
Off the eraser tip already
If I touch a felt tip
Believe I'm 'bout to make hell flip
Computer friendly only cause that deadly
Bitch helps me spell shit
Scribble, for the you, the me
The she and the politicians
Aerosol to the wall
Write it tall for all Division
Yo, he wrote it in jail
She wrote it in braile
I wrote that shit, named it, recorded it
Eh yo, I got one for sale
And if I truly feel I
Got something to show ya
I pull out a blank sheet of loose
Leaf and draw it out in crayola
I've grown to keep an extra
Utensil in my sock
And I've been known to mark it
On the sidewalk with chalk
Most times I write with a pen
Sometimes I write with a buzz
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit in blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
And if I ever go gold
I must have wrote that shit with blood
Multiples, level four, courtesy of the slug
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby
It's all about the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby
Eh yo, it's all about the penmanship, baby