Evidence, Mach-Hommy, The Alchemist - Sell Me This Pen lyrics

Sell me this pen haha
Shit

Run through the wringer with my bros
Can't even count the years in this game
On my fingers and my toes
I don't get open dancing on stage
I bring it to a close
Make a sandwich out of my knuckles
And bring it to your nose
Mink black, the link Turkish
I wasn't randomly selected
I was chose to serve a purpose
On many levels
You still scratching the surface
Machine's working
I'm wrapping packages for purchase
Speed in a German auto
Not with the frivolous convo
I'm in a drop rocking a hooded poncho
Talking out your ass
Something I put my foot in pronto
Not the GOAT, but the way I float
It got my name put in the convo
Codename: Spy Hunter, I'm fly for the summer
Pockets thick like 22 plied lumber
Make a spectacle
Observe me while I'm doing my numbers
Fadeaways with the tongue out when
I'm shooting my jumpers

Fuck, bigger picture, if I rhyme
It's just coincidence
These are God's words given to my
Brain on top of instruments
Filtered through a brush
So when I paint it's never settling
It's reggae roots, rock
Or watch Roots rock "Adrenaline"
Fuck the rhetoric of any lies attached to me
Assassinate my character with rumors
And the blasphemy
Truth's crushed to the earth
And then it rises
While the working late doctor working
Late with no surprises
I sell 'em stories, I don't tell 'em the end
Only person in this building who
Could sell 'em this pen (Sell me this pen)
Say it slow one time and never say it again
'Cause your day might and you never know when
This my shot, no chase
Either get briefed to the Evidence
Or there ain't no case
Still rock it off my hand
So there ain't no trace
I've been around the planet but
There ain't no place

I'm wondering whether or not to
Go to France next week yeah, they said it
They said it's a French word
Evidence, huh, they like my name here though
Excuse me, can I have uh-
Can I get a panini and a Americano
For Evidence?
Same for me, thank you very much
They love that shit merci
Yo, give her a tip, man
She's singing her fucking heart out alright
Uh fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
We gotta come back here