I`m in a good way, on a bad day
Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it
Nailin` in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin` nothin`
Which is what I`ve done so far
But I carve a niche which sits in my good things brain
Layin` the tracks to Nirvana I wanna mess it up
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Tabla Rosa is my brain
Don`t have to guess just what I`m sayin`
Don`t mean to bug or drive you insane
If I had a point, I`d say it plain
Oh, dammit my brain is blank
And now I say it would be a lie
If I said I was inspired by nothin` to say but that`s ok
Nod your head to this
In a way I`m gettin sick of this
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I insist its a travesty so sad to see
The scene dictated frustrated former musicians
Switchin` the emphasis from art to money
But man I demand autonomy what else huh?
I tell you what`s wrong with me
The industries ability to manufacture stars
They churn them out like Japan makes cars
But the blame lies not with those suits for tryin`
It`s the sheep that keep on buyin` 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 easy goin` throwin` down sit back
And watch my life flowin` and knowin` life is but a dream
You can ask my home team
Let me tell you how I seem
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