TABULARASA ft. Loneninjah & Quis Chauncey Lyrics

And I ain't as confident as I use to be

I used to pray for these days now I miss the youth in me

Man that joy been buried away

pain is the root in me

I used to sip away all this purple rain like it boosted me

Been anxious through this patience to stay awake through the scrutiny

The feeling savage

On top of all the baggage is the fear of being average

Fuck Crab in a barrel

Where else Id be without rappin?

I'm fucking up yo brackets

Nigga welcome to the madness

And I'm bringing the matches

You don't strike me as a threat in rapshit

My burning passion Nigga

Imma king to you raptors

You bitches burned, inna past tense

So my presence is lackin

Actually doing the dash in spectacular fashion bitch

I pass on em like Nash did

A Stiff arm through the bs like titan in Nashville

This not for the radio this not for the masses

This for the real niggas rappin

All the real niggas rapping

No filler you can't hide by the adlib

You gon die behind cap

Bitch

This flow you couldn't imagine

I been more than a rapper

Bitch I'm really a factor

Something New onna track he attack it

QC been the coldest lil bastard nigga

Something New onna track he attack it

QC been the coldest lil bastard nigga

My mind

Taking

Freudian trips

Haven't avoided

The slip

Feeling I've

Fallen

Atop the

Tabula Rasa

Discontent

With the

Blah blahs

Hence alone

In the casa

Sabes yo

Pienso mucho

Y nunca

Quiero habla

Con nadie

Stuck inside

My head so much

Its like

I'm flying private

Lack A destination

But hoping

For decent climate

Been searching for

The rays

Of Sun

I'm overheating

Really feeling

Like a laser gun

Star Fox blasts

Hitting MewTwo

The message

Hitting you, too

Relaying all

My dissonance

On tracks

Via YouTube

And other forms

Of media

My tracks tryna

Travel Fare

Like Expedia

Big Pitbull

In this bitch

Mr. Worldwide

Add stacks

Till we all 8

305

Was vibing

With the lofi

Then turned into

A Viking

During shows

When the

Flows live

Fucking every

Stage

In every place

That I go by

But now

I'm on

My season 2

Thorfinn

Creativity

Secreting out

Like endorphins

Me and Gilly

Got the ninja tools

In all assortments

So if yall think

You got it

You should check

The fucking score bitch

We on one

Slam dunk

From the

Cross over

Irwins screaming

Crikey

We ain't Aussies

Just croc owners

Bodies in the water

Cuz we Linked

But they not Zora

Named the

God of War

Mop yall

Like I whopped

Rota

Its easy

Chess bars

Been cheesy

Play Parcheesi

Blinded

By my strat

No Wonder

It's all Stevie

Turn the ops

To skeletons

When I pick up

My pen again

Once done

I'm putting

The weapon

Back in

The pendleton

I'll keep this all

Discrete

My notes

Containing all

Of my receipts

My lowest acts

Of effort

Beats

Your peak

Imperfect

As a person

But I cuff it

Off release

Tearing off

Both wings

Before you tweet

Best believe