ฟังเพลงTabula Rasa (feat. Armand Hammer) (Explicit)

Tabula Rasa (feat. Armand Hammer) (Explicit) - Earl Sweatshirt/Armand Hammer

Lyrics by：Billy Woods/Chaz Hall/Thaniil Theoharis/Thebe Kgositsile/Xenophon Yialias

Ugh off the strength I'm not as numb as I thought

I'm broken links my circle shrinking smaller

Satellite revolve my core is a cauldron

Surrendered orbits

Cross-check what's really real and what's performance

Speak for self but wondering who else really on it

Who's really all in

Hello

Trouble calling

My phone don't ping I'm buzzed leave me alone

Truth with a stash pocket for a lie

The document is alive I speak life

Every border gets revised if dissolved

What defines what is charged

Haven't made up my mind if I'm assigned to the stars

I slide when I want I'm inside of the funk trust

She want up when it dump it came from the sludge

Involuntary shooting foundations in studs

Tears and snot bubbles sob puddles

I lay in the wet spot

Listen let's not conflate I give what I take

It's the hunt there is the chase

Some talk like they never got punched in the face

You can't see clearly now don't come near me

Wails of the weary loop max infinite

Draw me closer d**n near intimate

And I'll give you a kiss

The flier said "Grown and Sexy"

I came through over-proofing the plastic Pepsi bottle

Security didn't check me

Skipped coat check they playin' the oldies

I'ma go 'head and get sweaty

Plus saved the ten-piece

It's hell up in Harlem so meet me 'cross 110th Street

If the tree's a bargain bars that don't really tempt me

I'm from where every car foreign

And we drive 'em on empty

Zimbabwe

Bury me in a borrowed suit

Give my babies my rhyme books but tell 'em "Do you"

Give my enemies the good news：Time flew

We was probably brothers back then like T-R-U

No jerseys no durags hard-bottom shoes

N***as tired of the foolishness

No disrespect it's a lotta mids in the room

My pack loud cut right through

Kofi Annan in the booth Soyinka in the stu'

Sese Seko Mobutu if the DJ play something smooth

Slide on 'em

It's a move I don't dance but maybe tonight maybe tonight

I don't know her and I don't even mind if it is the strobe light

Live for the living

I made chicken late night in my boxers burning up the kitchen

She passed out right when I was done fixing

I watch reruns in the dark fingers and lips glistening

Ooh get 'em

I'm so d**n proud of myself

I did this for you G alright

Been to there and back tall tales tossed to the breeze

We keep facts in the midnight wax family tree sap

Light leak through the leaves on familiar tracks

I know it's real even when I'm feeling bad

Resilient as they built the black

She shimmy into the yeah that's consent gettin' established

You only trash if you trash I keep it simple and dynamic

Trust the passage rites to life's chapters

I have to write to find balance

This game of telephone massive

I do what I have to with the fragments

The madness method rampant these days I let the panic pass me

Featherweight my heart was straight despite baggage

Asymptomatic but I get sick of the delays faster faster

Practicing practice in what I preach keep pace

The calcium on my teeth fade

Streets are blazed with the anger complacency and deceit create

Ice sheet break I couldn't weave weight

All I could say to the times that I couldn't freeze-frame bleak fate

You got so much to bleed to clean-slate

I've got so much of my

The bag of tricks in my sleeve breaks

Southpaw under the North Star forcing all the league changes

I've got so

Don't sleep late

I I've got so much

I I've got so much

I I've got so much

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