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(album: Music - 1993)


I'm in a good way on a bad day
Thinking of a plan a way to stay
On top of it, nailing in
I have a fit if I sit, sit doing nothing
Which is what I done so far but I carve a niche
Which sits in my good things brain laying the tracks
Like a loco mo spark the Jay

Tabla Rosa is my brain
Don't mean to bug or drive you insane
Don't have to guess just, just what I'm saying
If I had a point, I'd say it plain
Dammit my brain is blank and now I say
I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothing to say but that's OK
Nod your head to this

Messing around, I'm not having it you bite the hand I put your head out
I come to know a travesty and so sad to see
The scene dictated by frustrated former musicians
Switching the emphasis from art to money
But I demand autonomy what else
I tell you what's wrong to me
The industry's ability to manufacture stars
They churn them out like Iwo Jima makes cars
But the blame lies not with those suits for trying
It's the sheep that keep on buying that soulless crap
Whatever they put in front of ya
The hysteria of America
Nod your head to this

Well, stress is the enemy and not a friend to me
One thing I see is to be easy going
Throwing down sit back and watch my life flowing
And knowing life is but a dream
You can ask my home team, and uh let me tell you how I see
My economy seems to be in words not action actually
Ya see yes I'm a tempest and I rarely rest
But that's what you go to do if you want to be the best
So I'm on a threshold so don't tell me no
I just flow and know I can count on my bros

Tabla Rosa is my brain
Don't mean to bug or drive you insane
Don't have to guess just, just what I'm saying
If I had a point, I'd say it plain
Dammit my brain is blank and now I say
I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothing to say but that's OK
Nod your head to this, to this, to this

Don't you know that the Devil he's in me and God she is too
My Yin hates my Yang, but what the hell ya gonna do
I choose a rocky-ass path but that's how I like it
Life's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it

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