Tattoo Tattoo

Yo, my ink deeper than the ocean, the devotion can't undo, Bodies turn to canvases, stories told in tattoo, Line by line, design time, every shade a different hue, Life is like a stencil, we choose what we go through. My skin speaks in volumes, each image a decree, Marks of triumph, pain, love, inscribed for all to see, My skin's a living testament, my truth, my decree, Each needle's prick, a voice, my life's raw melody. Ink in my veins, pain that's been tamed, Stories unfold, like thunder unchained. Crazy rhythm in the system, never been the same, Tattooed stories, no regrets, no shame. Every piece a masterpiece, body's a gallery, Ink's the language spoken, life's reality. From the phoenix rising, to the deep-sea mystery, Every tat's a testament to human history. Flesh to canvas, the needle dances, Ink-drops flowing, like cosmic romances. Life's symphony, written in stanzas, Tattoos singing, in visual trances. Lines intertwining, colors colliding, Our stories, our journeys, no more hiding. Ink's our voice, our spirit, no more confiding, Tattooed legacy, forever residing. (Chorus) Tattoo, tattoo, artistry's rendezvous, Life's a blank page, fill it up, it's on you. Tattoo, tattoo, every color, every hue, Tell your story, make it glory, let the world view. (Outro) So here's to the tattooed, the brave and the true, Inked up warriors, their stories breaking through. Embrace the pain, let the ink imbue, Life's a canvas, make it art, tattoo, tattoo.