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tabula rasa - t s & sunnymingo lyrics

[chorus; sunnymingo]
honestly, i keep a couple vibes on himself
try to walk trip and fell
face first to i felt it
careful what you wish for, you just might get it
honestly i keep a couple vibes on himself
try to walk trip and fell
face first to i felt it
careful what you wish for you just might get it

[verse 1; sunnymingo]
sh*t pass in the wind
i can’t try to pretend
relax typing
happy happen again
produce
gas rasin’
smoking it, uh
limitless, pass it again
pop tabula, tripping with friends
third eye purple sky make amends
cat got your tongue; eyes to the wall now
look, i’m such a negative b*tch
peggy, my king; i’m p*wn
echo through hidden abyss
i told that b*tch you’re wrong
transferred to tеmpo and pitch
i got the vault locked
hoe, i was lockеd up
hoe why you talk me now
i’m way up in the tree house
tell who the f*ck you work for
or see what the heat ’bout
i ain’t the one to leave out
c*nt, i’m leaps and bounds
i hurdle over clowns
living off of quarter pounders
remind him again
who was the one in the carpet talking with soldiers
time turning dresser burning eyes boulders
still staring at the curtains in the mirror, getting older
these days i seem to keep a couple vibes on himself
when these b*tches can’t tell
when i somehow don’t smell
none these lame b*tches know the motherf*cker, well
cemetery is the home that my homies know well
seems that we are going on the same trail
maybe that’s the sh*t i wanna feel
[verse 2; t s}
that’s your best?
there’s been greater words that i spoke
you [n*word]s lame and broke
sittin’ in the crib, laughin’ at your own jokes
i’m bringing on the onslaught
star with the fire like i’m from tamaran
we could go hand to hand
but shoot his leg now he ain’t standin’, man
you can’t stand the man behind the mask
jack harlow, my bars are first class
greatest ever making lil appearances; opm blast
this that gas. this that one flow
you [n*word]s white washed, bleached and i ain’t talking no ichigo
my finger itching on that pole
i’m ready to go and that’s on my soul
and i ain’t f*cking around; he got jokes?
i murder clowns like the dark knight returned to the town
whatchu know about diabetes and night rounds?
whatchu know about shots in the dark? night rounds
whatchu know about fades under stars? night rounds
like a bird, i’m taking flight now
the worst version of me is still the goat
i want money and a big yacht, ain’t no lil boats
i got a lil uzi that can shoot forward, down and vertical
when i send you to meet your maker, tell em t s f*cking murdered you
let me chill out, i was snappin’ too much
chill out with that gram talk, you caption too much
man, honestly i’m a lyrical f*ckin’ master mind
on a master grind
you on a master decline
getting paper in no time
you can hate me all you want, i still get dough; youtube rewind
i get dough, then i rewind; it’s my time to shine
you got an okay flow but frankly you ain’t touchin’ mine
i be feeling like the t s ep better than tpab sometimes
that’s what the truth is, i hop on beats and i’m ruthless
he talking sh*t, put the gun in his mouth and now he roofless
i really do this, i’m going stupid, dawg; like i’m eustace
you talking tough? okay, let’s see how bullet proof you is
shooters all around me feel like steve kerr
mask on, chopper is a singer
trials and tribulations, h*lla ringers
green fit on, like the once*ler
x a [n*word] out, hunter hunter
if karma’s a b*tch, then confront her
money in my palm, just to stunt
put a p*ssy [n*word] in a blunt
that’s a lot of talk from a runt
diamonds flash a [n*word], now he stunned
family used to live crumb by crumb
so a young [n*word] tryna blow
keep it real, money comes and goes
actin tough, but that boy a hoe
keep talkin, i’mma grip a pole
got evicted out a couple homes
half of this was off the dome

- t s sunnymingo lyrics

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