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The Ink Spots Maybe

what will you do? Maybe you'll sit and sigh, wishing that I were near Then maybe you'll ask me to come back again And maybe I'll say "maybe" Maybe

[Slug] Ninety-nine bottles of ink on the wall Stare at the stars, blink and they fall Stand tall and shrink, small Maybe they all fell asleep at the

on guitar) a poet sits on a bench and he writes his poem (captain of the poets) [v1] watch me grab my patterns of thought in permanent ink on slabs

[Intro: Murs] Living legends [Murs:] (Yeah) Damn it feels good to see people up on it Not up on the jock just up in the spot Hard up on my rock now

about a badboy *?sanchoi?* I'm bad as they come, chum, straight up ricochet rap style To Vin Rock and KayGee, I'm the baby Droppin the ladies, cravin ya maybe

cipher 'til the bitches need pullin' tighter Put out the fire Blow out clouds of stress Now's the test who's the first to talk crazy? You cough, maybe

and know how.. but when that red light goes off.. just a friendly word of advice.." [Afu-Ra] You'll meet your fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the

[Slug] Ninety-nine bottles of ink on the wall Stare at the stars, blink and they fall Stand tall and shrink, small Maybe they all fell asleep at the mall

'round Traffic died down, ain't nobody organized now Just because we did it doesn't mean you can Doesn't mean you can't, but there ain't no ink left