Uninked
Yeah
Yo Preemo turn the beat up
I'm just playin' I made the beat
Much love to the OG
Thank you for all the classics
Any way I got a riddle for y'all
Let's see how quickly you can figure this shit out
One two uh
Here in Berlin city everybody has one
Some are kinda shitty, some look pretty handsome
Some are scary looking like Marilyn Manson
They'll never leave your body so you'll never feel abandoned
Some are planned and executed with great vigilance
Some are done on a whim under the influence
To create em takes a whole lot of discipline
A little slip and you might have to move to Switzerland
They're often found on arms, legs, and thighs
If you been to jail they may be dripping from your eyes
The ones on lower backs were trendy for a while
But their hosts are now in therapy or total self-denial
And some get stuck with the names of former lovers
Some misspell the names of significant others
My advice: think twice, no need to suffer
You're safer dedicating yours to your mother
And I'd be lying if I said I never wanted one
But my skin is still bright like the morning sun
And these days I even take a little pride
In being the last uninked rapper alive
Yo Preemo turn the beat up
I'm just playin' I made the beat
Much love to the OG
Thank you for all the classics
Any way I got a riddle for y'all
Let's see how quickly you can figure this shit out
One two uh
Here in Berlin city everybody has one
Some are kinda shitty, some look pretty handsome
Some are scary looking like Marilyn Manson
They'll never leave your body so you'll never feel abandoned
Some are planned and executed with great vigilance
Some are done on a whim under the influence
To create em takes a whole lot of discipline
A little slip and you might have to move to Switzerland
They're often found on arms, legs, and thighs
If you been to jail they may be dripping from your eyes
The ones on lower backs were trendy for a while
But their hosts are now in therapy or total self-denial
And some get stuck with the names of former lovers
Some misspell the names of significant others
My advice: think twice, no need to suffer
You're safer dedicating yours to your mother
And I'd be lying if I said I never wanted one
But my skin is still bright like the morning sun
And these days I even take a little pride
In being the last uninked rapper alive
Credits
Writer(s): Marco Mello
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