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Tabula Rasa Video (MV)




Performed By: The Duvalspaceprogram
Length: 5:54
Written by: Mauree Thomas




The Duvalspaceprogram - Tabula Rasa Lyrics




Gon press play watch mi
Vibe right in di mix

Tryn to go ah day without Nobodies
Bulshit

Praise Di Most high
Keep faith
And Pass Di spliff

Seems everybody just trying
To get rich

Sell yah soul fi gold, and
Dim high dollah chicks

Mi nuh si no battybwoi
He mengkah fi a bitch

Material things
To me just dumb
Who are you to judge it's the Man Dat I become

Working everyday, got no time To be sick (Yah)
Posted in the trench, make it Flip, for my jits (Yah)

See a falling star, close my eyes And make a wish

Dont matter how much we get
We still have to pay the rent (Yah)

Knew I had a gift around
The age of 5 or 6

Spreading one love
Wit the homies and the click

No Negative cause I'm not F*cking wit that shit
Haters and the critics y'all can Suka dick

Gon press play watch mi
Vibe right in di mix

Tryn to go ah day without Nobodies
Bulshit

Praise Di Most high
Keep faith
And Pass Di spliff
Seems everybody just trying
To get rich
Sell yah soul fi gold, and
Dim high dollah chicks
Mi nuh si no battybwoi
He mengkah fi a bitch
Material things
To me just dumb
Who are you to judge it's the man Dat I become

Love di neighbor, for haow you want
Luv fi I self
There much more to life den
Corruption for yah wealth
Only God can judge me
You don't know the pain that's Felt

Sins of the devil heat my soul
But I won't melt

Babylon system poppy show oh So shit
If we at the White House we Lighten up a spliff
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Gon press play watch mi
Vibe right in di mix

Tryn to go ah day without Nobodies
Bulshit

Praise Di Most high
Keep faith
And Pass Di spliff

Seems everybody just trying
To get rich

Sell yah soul fi gold, and
Dim high dollah chicks

Mi nuh si no battybwoi
He mengkah fi a bitch

Material things
To me just dumb
Who are you to judge it's the Man Dat I become

Working everyday, got no time To be sick (Yah)
Posted in the trench, make it Flip, for my jits (Yah)

See a falling star, close my eyes And make a wish

Dont matter how much we get
We still have to pay the rent (Yah)

Knew I had a gift around
The age of 5 or 6

Spreading one love
Wit the homies and the click

No Negative cause I'm not F*cking wit that shit
Haters and the critics y'all can Suka dick

Gon press play watch mi
Vibe right in di mix

Tryn to go ah day without Nobodies
Bulshit

Praise Di Most high
Keep faith
And Pass Di spliff
Seems everybody just trying
To get rich
Sell yah soul fi gold, and
Dim high dollah chicks
Mi nuh si no battybwoi
He mengkah fi a bitch
Material things
To me just dumb
Who are you to judge it's the man Dat I become

Love di neighbor, for haow you want
Luv fi I self
There much more to life den
Corruption for yah wealth
Only God can judge me
You don't know the pain that's Felt

Sins of the devil heat my soul
But I won't melt

Babylon system poppy show oh So shit
If we at the White House we Lighten up a spliff
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Writer: Mauree Thomas
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