22 Plain Songtext
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22 Plain Songtext
I′m in a good way on a bad day
Thinking of a plan, a way to stay on top of it
Nailin' it. I have a fit if I sit, sit doin′ nothin'
Which is what I done so far, but I carve a niche
Which sits in my good things brain
Layin' 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 sayin
If I had a point I′d say it plain
Oh, dammit, huh, my brain is blank, huh
And now I say, I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothin' to say, but that′s ok
Nod your head to this!
Messin' around, I′m not having it
You bite the hand I put your head out
I come to know a travesty, it's so sad to see
The scene dictated by the frustrated former musicians
Switchin' the emphasis from art to money
But I demand autonomy what else, huh
I tell you what′s wrong to me
The industry′s ability to manufacture stars
They churn them out like Iwojima makes cars
But the blame lies not with those suits for trying
It's the sheep, that keep on buying that souless 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 goin′, throwin' down, sit back
And watch my life flowin′, and knowing life is but a dream
You can ask my home team
And yeah, uh 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 got to do if you want to be the best
So, I'm on the threshold, 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 sayin
If I had a point I′d say it plain
Oh, dammit, huh, my brain is blank, huh
And now I say, I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothin' 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
Thinking of a plan, a way to stay on top of it
Nailin' it. I have a fit if I sit, sit doin′ nothin'
Which is what I done so far, but I carve a niche
Which sits in my good things brain
Layin' 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 sayin
If I had a point I′d say it plain
Oh, dammit, huh, my brain is blank, huh
And now I say, I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothin' to say, but that′s ok
Nod your head to this!
Messin' around, I′m not having it
You bite the hand I put your head out
I come to know a travesty, it's so sad to see
The scene dictated by the frustrated former musicians
Switchin' the emphasis from art to money
But I demand autonomy what else, huh
I tell you what′s wrong to me
The industry′s ability to manufacture stars
They churn them out like Iwojima makes cars
But the blame lies not with those suits for trying
It's the sheep, that keep on buying that souless 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 goin′, throwin' down, sit back
And watch my life flowin′, and knowing life is but a dream
You can ask my home team
And yeah, uh 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 got to do if you want to be the best
So, I'm on the threshold, 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 sayin
If I had a point I′d say it plain
Oh, dammit, huh, my brain is blank, huh
And now I say, I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
Nothin' 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
Writer(s): Nicholas Lofton Hexum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
