Ridiculoid

Ridiculoid Lyrics

Song Ridiculoid
Artist El-P
Album El-P Presents Cannibal Oxtrumentals
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Arrington, Gardner, Meline
[00:10.44] (El-P)
[00:15.27] Shutup... Yo, yo, yo, yo
[00:15.69] My life's not right (check one)
[00:16.23] My life's not right (check two)
[00:18.09] My life's not right (check three)
[00:18.63] Are you ready?
[00:18.87] (El-P) (you know this was supposed to be for my album though...?)
[00:29.46] (Vast Aire) (oh... whateva)
[00:29.85] (El-P) (its ok...)
[00:32.67] When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
[00:35.46] fallin in with flying debris
[00:37.11] and bad programs of landmines
[00:38.79] that remind me of the ***iest of slow jams
[00:40.86] I pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
[00:43.50] I was nursed by the biggest of buildings
[00:45.36] and had the sonic volcanic cap
[00:46.95] that the butcher have attached to his dead mother
[00:49.23] now this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted ****
[00:52.65] images of *boy scouts* getting pistol whipped
[00:54.30] electronic talents fold
[00:55.83] the realest television is the one that talks out loud to you
[00:58.35] when the plug is corroded out
[00:59.85] and they say productivity is up this month but I've lost my passion
[01:02.76] sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration
[01:05.28] its bad health and industrial sadness
[01:07.26] never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
[01:10.05] this addiction is more random
[01:11.64] I walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrums
[01:14.85] because I wasn't born handsome
[01:16.02] now that my life's complete with a capacity to push greatness buttons
[01:18.54] with beats that have to be registered
[01:19.71] as *** offenders represented to the public
[01:21.63] I'll exfoliate your face with the acid inside my stomach
[01:24.57] Binge and purge, we live in thirty second blurbs
[01:27.09] and if consumers stopped existing we'd forget how to use words
[01:30.33] just ******' eat each other til the next *ice age* occurs
[01:32.58] or at the source awards scratchin our heads like "what happened??"
[01:35.46] if the kids would've disclosed that you all lost if you just ask them
[01:38.40] out to plant life that sits and looks pretty
[01:40.65] to attract curious intersection angels when in the city
[01:43.32] that's below any self-respecting actress in a german schiester film
[01:46.32] who gobbled doggie **** and human feces
[01:48.36] my fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness
[01:50.97] from heart scan to pulse readings
[01:52.68] this a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
[01:55.92] the sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hovers
[01:58.62] Acme lab rat escape barely breathing through the heating vents
[02:01.98] I'll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commence
[02:04.95] but if I should exhaust God's patience on *someone* better take my place *****
[02:07.77] tell 'em it's the love that got me this far
[02:09.18] and it's in my dreams I see their faces and...
[02:10.89] (Vordul)
[02:11.16] Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
[02:13.62] hand sand off tools and I can't stand on two
[02:16.77] amped off booze wheelie with my ancle bruised
[02:19.44] on the block silly with a mint ?ellie?
[02:21.51] watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jellies
[02:24.27] that's me trying to wop vetti
[02:25.95] with the longness and pot-bellied
[02:28.05] til it's nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage often
[02:32.76] lost in a realm tryin to find cells
[02:34.83] strapped like a marksman with raps that'll off kids mad hi
[02:38.13] got my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphous
[02:42.24] morph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin to dolphins
[02:46.23] to get that bilingual spittin ?charm? tryin to get it on
[02:49.83] and spit a thorn that'll split a form in half studyin math
[02:53.55] light 'dro Eaton's love mixed with ash
[02:55.86] spit bats that stick to DAT's
[02:58.29] sip snapples and twist off caps when you ****** with the sickest cats
[03:09.93] (Vast Aire)
[03:10.11] Yo
[03:10.17] My life's not right (check one)
[03:10.71] My life's not right (check two)
[03:17.16] My life's not right (check three)
[03:17.91] Are you ready???
[03:18.15] See I exist
[03:19.74] iron fist
[03:20.07] metal speech
[03:20.79] scientist
[03:21.42] came out the womb of a phoenix expect nothin less
[03:24.30] then a mature flame velocity's my plane my thought is my train
[03:28.50] the galaxy's the body sun is the heart and the black hole's the brain
[03:32.91] heard my verse, *ain't nothin the same*.
[03:35.01] I leave your mouth open when you're standin
[03:36.99] (the word's the midget) esophagus is the cannon
[03:39.72] cipher unknown the upper hand on overstandin watch the landin
[03:43.68] believe it or not I'm walkin on air
[03:45.99] last of America's heroes here to close the circle
[03:49.29] I still remember the days of Coleco
[03:51.75] a daily struggle but I hold onto the vision
[03:54.42] hip hop at it's best when it lacked television
[03:57.18] and everybody wasn't an emcee
[03:59.22] you know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowly
[04:02.55] you'll find out cats is unseen like Jarobi
[04:05.31] and most likely openin doors with the psyche
[04:08.04] if it's a Mikey, they'll eat anything
[04:10.50] starving but hack or crush anything
[04:13.23] not stars from the songs we sing this ****'s ridiculoid
[00:00.00] zuo ci : Arrington, Gardner, Meline
[00:10.44] El-P
[00:15.27] Shutup. . . Yo, yo, yo, yo
[00:15.69] My life' s not right check one
[00:16.23] My life' s not right check two
[00:18.09] My life' s not right check three
[00:18.63] Are you ready?
[00:18.87] El-P you know this was supposed to be for my album though. . . ?
[00:29.46] Vast Aire oh. . . whateva
[00:29.85] El-P its ok. . .
[00:32.67] When I send a sickness ease down dark soldiers
[00:35.46] fallin in with flying debris
[00:37.11] and bad programs of landmines
[00:38.79] that remind me of the iest of slow jams
[00:40.86] I pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
[00:43.50] I was nursed by the biggest of buildings
[00:45.36] and had the sonic volcanic cap
[00:46.95] that the butcher have attached to his dead mother
[00:49.23] now this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted
[00:52.65] images of boy scouts getting pistol whipped
[00:54.30] electronic talents fold
[00:55.83] the realest television is the one that talks out loud to you
[00:58.35] when the plug is corroded out
[00:59.85] and they say productivity is up this month but I' ve lost my passion
[01:02.76] sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration
[01:05.28] its bad health and industrial sadness
[01:07.26] never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
[01:10.05] this addiction is more random
[01:11.64] I walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrums
[01:14.85] because I wasn' t born handsome
[01:16.02] now that my life' s complete with a capacity to push greatness buttons
[01:18.54] with beats that have to be registered
[01:19.71] as offenders represented to the public
[01:21.63] I' ll exfoliate your face with the acid inside my stomach
[01:24.57] Binge and purge, we live in thirty second blurbs
[01:27.09] and if consumers stopped existing we' d forget how to use words
[01:30.33] just ' eat each other til the next ice age occurs
[01:32.58] or at the source awards scratchin our heads like " what happened? ? "
[01:35.46] if the kids would' ve disclosed that you all lost if you just ask them
[01:38.40] out to plant life that sits and looks pretty
[01:40.65] to attract curious intersection angels when in the city
[01:43.32] that' s below any self-respecting actress in a german schiester film
[01:46.32] who gobbled doggie and human feces
[01:48.36] my fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness
[01:50.97] from heart scan to pulse readings
[01:52.68] this a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
[01:55.92] the sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hovers
[01:58.62] Acme lab rat escape barely breathing through the heating vents
[02:01.98] I' ll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commence
[02:04.95] but if I should exhaust God' s patience on someone better take my place
[02:07.77] tell ' em it' s the love that got me this far
[02:09.18] and it' s in my dreams I see their faces and. . .
[02:10.89] Vordul
[02:11.16] Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
[02:13.62] hand sand off tools and I can' t stand on two
[02:16.77] amped off booze wheelie with my ancle bruised
[02:19.44] on the block silly with a mint nbsp? ellie?
[02:21.51] watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jellies
[02:24.27] that' s me trying to wop vetti
[02:25.95] with the longness and pot-bellied
[02:28.05] til it' s nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage often
[02:32.76] lost in a realm tryin to find cells
[02:34.83] strapped like a marksman with raps that' ll off kids mad hi
[02:38.13] got my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphous
[02:42.24] morph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin to dolphins
[02:46.23] to get that bilingual spittin nbsp? charm? tryin to get it on
[02:49.83] and spit a thorn that' ll split a form in half studyin math
[02:53.55] light ' dro Eaton' s love mixed with ash
[02:55.86] spit bats that stick to DAT' s
[02:58.29] sip snapples and twist off caps when you with the sickest cats
[03:09.93] Vast Aire
[03:10.11] Yo
[03:10.17] My life' s not right check one
[03:10.71] My life' s not right check two
[03:17.16] My life' s not right check three
[03:17.91] Are you ready? ? ?
[03:18.15] See I exist
[03:19.74] iron fist
[03:20.07] metal speech
[03:20.79] scientist
[03:21.42] came out the womb of a phoenix expect nothin less
[03:24.30] then a mature flame velocity' s my plane my thought is my train
[03:28.50] the galaxy' s the body sun is the heart and the black hole' s the brain
[03:32.91] heard my verse, ain' t nothin the same.
[03:35.01] I leave your mouth open when you' re standin
[03:36.99] the word' s the midget esophagus is the cannon
[03:39.72] cipher unknown the upper hand on overstandin watch the landin
[03:43.68] believe it or not I' m walkin on air
[03:45.99] last of America' s heroes here to close the circle
[03:49.29] I still remember the days of Coleco
[03:51.75] a daily struggle but I hold onto the vision
[03:54.42] hip hop at it' s best when it lacked television
[03:57.18] and everybody wasn' t an emcee
[03:59.22] you know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowly
[04:02.55] you' ll find out cats is unseen like Jarobi
[04:05.31] and most likely openin doors with the psyche
[04:08.04] if it' s a Mikey, they' ll eat anything
[04:10.50] starving but hack or crush anything
[04:13.23] not stars from the songs we sing this ' s ridiculoid
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Arrington, Gardner, Meline
[00:10.44] El-P
[00:15.27] Shutup. . . Yo, yo, yo, yo
[00:15.69] My life' s not right check one
[00:16.23] My life' s not right check two
[00:18.09] My life' s not right check three
[00:18.63] Are you ready?
[00:18.87] El-P you know this was supposed to be for my album though. . . ?
[00:29.46] Vast Aire oh. . . whateva
[00:29.85] El-P its ok. . .
[00:32.67] When I send a sickness ease down dark soldiers
[00:35.46] fallin in with flying debris
[00:37.11] and bad programs of landmines
[00:38.79] that remind me of the iest of slow jams
[00:40.86] I pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
[00:43.50] I was nursed by the biggest of buildings
[00:45.36] and had the sonic volcanic cap
[00:46.95] that the butcher have attached to his dead mother
[00:49.23] now this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted
[00:52.65] images of boy scouts getting pistol whipped
[00:54.30] electronic talents fold
[00:55.83] the realest television is the one that talks out loud to you
[00:58.35] when the plug is corroded out
[00:59.85] and they say productivity is up this month but I' ve lost my passion
[01:02.76] sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration
[01:05.28] its bad health and industrial sadness
[01:07.26] never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
[01:10.05] this addiction is more random
[01:11.64] I walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrums
[01:14.85] because I wasn' t born handsome
[01:16.02] now that my life' s complete with a capacity to push greatness buttons
[01:18.54] with beats that have to be registered
[01:19.71] as offenders represented to the public
[01:21.63] I' ll exfoliate your face with the acid inside my stomach
[01:24.57] Binge and purge, we live in thirty second blurbs
[01:27.09] and if consumers stopped existing we' d forget how to use words
[01:30.33] just ' eat each other til the next ice age occurs
[01:32.58] or at the source awards scratchin our heads like " what happened? ? "
[01:35.46] if the kids would' ve disclosed that you all lost if you just ask them
[01:38.40] out to plant life that sits and looks pretty
[01:40.65] to attract curious intersection angels when in the city
[01:43.32] that' s below any self-respecting actress in a german schiester film
[01:46.32] who gobbled doggie and human feces
[01:48.36] my fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness
[01:50.97] from heart scan to pulse readings
[01:52.68] this a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
[01:55.92] the sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hovers
[01:58.62] Acme lab rat escape barely breathing through the heating vents
[02:01.98] I' ll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commence
[02:04.95] but if I should exhaust God' s patience on someone better take my place
[02:07.77] tell ' em it' s the love that got me this far
[02:09.18] and it' s in my dreams I see their faces and. . .
[02:10.89] Vordul
[02:11.16] Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
[02:13.62] hand sand off tools and I can' t stand on two
[02:16.77] amped off booze wheelie with my ancle bruised
[02:19.44] on the block silly with a mint nbsp? ellie?
[02:21.51] watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jellies
[02:24.27] that' s me trying to wop vetti
[02:25.95] with the longness and pot-bellied
[02:28.05] til it' s nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage often
[02:32.76] lost in a realm tryin to find cells
[02:34.83] strapped like a marksman with raps that' ll off kids mad hi
[02:38.13] got my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphous
[02:42.24] morph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin to dolphins
[02:46.23] to get that bilingual spittin nbsp? charm? tryin to get it on
[02:49.83] and spit a thorn that' ll split a form in half studyin math
[02:53.55] light ' dro Eaton' s love mixed with ash
[02:55.86] spit bats that stick to DAT' s
[02:58.29] sip snapples and twist off caps when you with the sickest cats
[03:09.93] Vast Aire
[03:10.11] Yo
[03:10.17] My life' s not right check one
[03:10.71] My life' s not right check two
[03:17.16] My life' s not right check three
[03:17.91] Are you ready? ? ?
[03:18.15] See I exist
[03:19.74] iron fist
[03:20.07] metal speech
[03:20.79] scientist
[03:21.42] came out the womb of a phoenix expect nothin less
[03:24.30] then a mature flame velocity' s my plane my thought is my train
[03:28.50] the galaxy' s the body sun is the heart and the black hole' s the brain
[03:32.91] heard my verse, ain' t nothin the same.
[03:35.01] I leave your mouth open when you' re standin
[03:36.99] the word' s the midget esophagus is the cannon
[03:39.72] cipher unknown the upper hand on overstandin watch the landin
[03:43.68] believe it or not I' m walkin on air
[03:45.99] last of America' s heroes here to close the circle
[03:49.29] I still remember the days of Coleco
[03:51.75] a daily struggle but I hold onto the vision
[03:54.42] hip hop at it' s best when it lacked television
[03:57.18] and everybody wasn' t an emcee
[03:59.22] you know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowly
[04:02.55] you' ll find out cats is unseen like Jarobi
[04:05.31] and most likely openin doors with the psyche
[04:08.04] if it' s a Mikey, they' ll eat anything
[04:10.50] starving but hack or crush anything
[04:13.23] not stars from the songs we sing this ' s ridiculoid
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