Earl Sweatshirt, Armand Hammer - Tabula Rasa (feat. Armand Hammer)(2021)

[00:01.77] Uh, off the strength I'm not as numb as I thought
[00:04.62] I'm broken links, my circle shrinking smaller
[00:06.34] Satellite revolve, my core is a cauldron
[00:08.86] Surrendered orbits
[00:10.40] Cross-check what's really real and what's performance
[00:12.82] Speak for self but wondering who else really on it
[00:15.65] Who's really all in? (Hello)
[00:17.01] Trouble calling
[00:18.14] My phone don't ping, I'm buzzed, leave me alone
[00:20.83] Truth with a stashed pocket for a lie
[00:22.77] The document is alive, I speak life
[00:25.41] Every border gets revised if dissolved
[00:27.73] With the fines what it's charged
[00:29.32] Haven't made up my mind if I'm assigned to the stars
[00:31.63] I slide when I walk
[00:33.02] I'm inside of the funk, trust
[00:35.34] She want up when it dump, it came from the sludge
[00:38.08] Involuntary, shooting foundations in studs
[00:41.00] Tears and snot bubbles, sob puddles
[00:43.79] I lay in the west spot, listen
[00:45.78] Let's not conflate, I give what I take
[00:47.95] It's the hunt, there is the chase
[00:49.54] Some talk like they never got punched in the face
[00:52.09] You can't see clearly now, don't come near me
[00:54.95] Wails of the weary, loop max infinite
[00:57.41] Draw me closer, damn near intimate
[01:00.20] And I'll give you a kiss
[01:14.35] The flyest and grown and sexy
[01:16.43] I came through over proofing the plastic Pepsi bottle, security didn't check me
[01:20.82] Skipped coat check, they playin' the oldies
[01:22.94] I'ma go 'head and get sweaty
[01:24.28] Plus saved the ten-piece
[01:25.94] It's hell up in Harlem so meet me 'cross 100 and 10th street
[01:29.48] If the tree's a bargain, bars that don't really tempt me
[01:32.84] I'm from where every car foreign and we drive 'em on empty (Zimbabwe)
[01:37.24] Bury me in a borrowed suit
[01:38.89] Give my babies my rhyme books but tell 'em "Do you"
[01:41.89] Give my enemies the good news, time flew
[01:44.55] We was probably brothers back then like TRU
[01:47.55] No jerseys, no durags, hard-bottom shoes
[01:50.51] Niggas tired of the foolishness
[01:52.23] No disrespect, it's a lotta mids in the room
[01:54.66] My pack loud, cut right through
[01:57.05] Kofi Annan in the booth so you ain't get in the stu'
[02:00.35] Sese Seko Mobutu if the DJ play something smooth (slide on 'em)
[02:04.71] It's a move, I don't dance but maybe tonight
[02:07.67] Maybe tonight
[02:08.71] I don't know her, and I don't even mind if it is the strobe light
[02:11.10] Live for the living
[02:13.37] I made chicken late night in my boxers burning up the kitchen
[02:16.99] She passed out right when I was done fixing
[02:19.68] I watch reruns in the dark; fingers and lips glistening
[02:23.23] Ooh, get 'em
[02:26.13] I'm so damn proud of myself
[02:31.27] I did this for you, G, alright?
[02:34.66] Been to there and back, tall tales tossed to the breeze
[02:37.85] We keep facts in the midnight wax, family tree sap
[02:40.57] Lightly through the leaves on familiar tracks
[02:43.12] I know it's real even when I'm feeling bad
[02:45.47] Resilient as they build to black
[02:47.09] She shimmy into the, yeah, that's consent gettin' established
[02:50.06] You only trash if you trash, I keep it simple and dynamic
[02:54.46] Trust the passage rites to life's chapters
[02:56.34] I have to write to find balance
[02:58.54] This game of telephone massive, I do what I have to with the fragments
[03:03.10] The madness method rampant these days, I let the panic pass me
[03:06.99] Featherweight, my heart was straight despite baggage
[03:09.45] Asymptomatic but I get sicker, the delays faster, faster
[03:14.40] Practicing practice in what I preach, keep pace
[03:17.14] The calcium on my teeth fade
[03:19.19] The streets are blazed with the anger, complacency and deceit create
[03:23.21] Ice sheet break, I couldn't weak, wait
[03:26.27] All I could say to the times I couldn't freeze frame, bleak fate
[03:31.15] You got so much to bleed to clean slate (I've got so much)
[03:35.76] The bag of tricks in my sleeve breaks
[03:38.72] Southpaw under the North Star, forcing all the league changes (I've got so-)
[03:43.95] Don't sleep baby
[03:51.13] (I've got so much, I've-)
[03:59.02] (I've got so much, I've-)
[04:07.74] (I've got so much)
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