A-hem...
Chillin' on the secretary table, tryin' not ta catch a nib, I'd rather catch a beat
But everywhere I go seems trouble follows me
But if you feel like I feel lil scribe follow me
But this penwoman wants battle so blood-ink it gotta be
Sorry engrossers but that's how it gotta be
Yeah, that's how it gotta be...
Look
I kill penmen before I even hear the pen drop
I smoke calligraphers like nibs in the sweet spot
You been cold scribe, me - me I'm still hot
Whether I'm dashin the word or oblique in this same spot
You been got, you have not, you bleed through, you just spot
I'm Principality right, you barely even Speedball
I can get you splattered, just gotta give the say so
Your nib supplier keep callin even though I said no ho
Say she want a real script, but I ain't really feelin it
Still chillin' on this Rhodia, in a minute I be killin it
First I letcha build heat, then I be spillin it:
Magnussons, McCaffreys, Clairefontaine,
I live for the glory, you died for the fame
I burn you in flames, my inkwell go insane, from broad pen to ladies hand, your flow way too tame
Please step off my level, you can't catch my game
I make nibs tremble, you make 'em complain
I never stopped ornamentaling', like Daniel Ames
Like Louis Madarasz, it's the kill penmen cycle
I kill scripts wash scripts rinse and recycle
Bangin' on your guidelines like I'm bangin on the beat, like I'm calligraffitin' on the street
So your script you can keep, cuz your font is weak
Ha
Read it and weep!!
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disclaimer: I may or may not just have copied a popular rap song and replaced all the words LOL