Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clean Slate, artist - Urthboy
Date of issue: 11.10.2012
Song language: English
Clean Slate |
Looking at a black page, with lines on 'em |
Script unwritten of fortune, ironed on 'em |
As if a fresh set of lives we designed on 'em |
Where my hopes jockey for space, they ride on 'em |
How many times has the ink gotta cover it |
Before I’m satisfied by what I come up with |
You don’t need me to feed you the cookie cutter shit |
Just a heart that’s bleeding when you discover it |
Friend and a foe, pen and a page |
Ay yo a piece of paper can never be set in its ways |
But until I bring it to life it’s end of my days |
I’m making my bed a maze in my head |
It’s why I don’t rap about wealth |
You could want it so much that your brain melts |
A corporate conveyor belt? |
That ain’t me nor Delts |
I only ever wrote music that was true to myself |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |
(Transmitting live from Smokey’s Haunt) |
Each day when I wake I’m living out my fate |
Diggin' a nice crate, writtens that I state |
And delivered to the plate, turned gentleman primates |
Why hate Benjamin for hitting the prime slate |
High grade numbers invade, made the verse toy |
Not arrogant we stay down to Urthboy |
Mainstream is a mess, leaving a dirt void |
The Herd murder joints with reverb noise |
The suburbs poised the blow, don’t call triple 0 |
Wrote a message in the smoke saying «bro let it go» |
Till nuclear winter snow snap froze the globe |
My rap chose the road less travelled for dough |
Immaculate road, mansion home matching the green |
Same eggplant y’all different aubergine |
You jealousy fiends, my team all hate the scene |
So we do our own thing, wipe the slate clean |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |
Through binoculars his eyes looked timid (yikes) |
Focused out beyond city limits |
He was told the other side it lies infinite |
Not a second to lose, cos no one gains a minute |
Every point in the path is there to pivot |
Every cast got a character that think they got it figured |
Lost souls at the crossroads being delivered |
Oasis in the palm of your hands the sand shifted |
Heat haze tricks on the brain remain lifted |
Prepare yourself for the Alien visit |
Watch how you take each step can slide different |
Every rhyme that’s written’s a slate of white linen |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |
Every slate is clean to me |
Cos I’ll be rhyming and shining frequently |
And from what I know now what would I change |
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate |