311 - Plain
I'm in a good way on a bad daythinking of a plan a way to stayon top of it, nailin' inI have a fit if I sit, sit doin' nothin'which is what I done so far but I carve a nichewith sits in my good things brain layin' the trackslike a loco mo spark the JayTabla Rosa is my braindon't mean to bug or drive you insanedon't have to guess just what I'm sayin'if I had a point, I'd say it plaindammit my brain is blank and that's lameI would be a liar if I said I was inspirednothin' to say but that's oknod your head to thisMessin' around, I'm not having it you bite the hand I put your head outI come to know a travesty and so sad to seethe scene dictated by frustrated former musiciansswitchin the emphasis from art to moneybut I demand autonomy what elseI tell you what's wrong to methe industry's ability to manufacture starsthey churn them out like Iwo Jima makes carsbut the blame lies not with those suits for tryingit's the sheep that keep on buying that soulless crapwhatever they put in front of yathe hysteria of Americanod your head to thisWell, stress is the enemy and not a friend to meone thing I see is to be easy goin'throwin' down sit back and watch my life flowin'and knowing life is but a dreamyou can ask my home team, let me tell you how I seemmy economy seems to be in words not action actuallyya see yes I'm a tempest and I rarely restbut that's what you go to do if you want to be the bestso I'm on a threshold so don't tell me noI just flow and know I can count on my brosTabla Rosa is my braindon't mean to bug or drive you insanedon't have to guess just what I'm sayin'if I had a point, I'd say it plaindammit my brain is blank and that's lameI would be a liar if I said I was inspirednothin' to say but that's oknod your head to this, to this, to thisDon't you know that the Devil he's in me and God she is tooMy Yin hates my Yang, but what the hell ya gonna dolife's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it
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