Song | Super Fluke |
Artist | Aesop Rock |
Album | Bazooka Tooth |
作词 : Aesop Rock, Bavitz | |
I skunk the blood up as to numb the public interface | |
Before the anime corrodes | |
I'm trying to fork the figure eights. | |
Hogwash etiquette, truncate long haul leverage picket. | |
Out built auto-bricklayers with 10 guerrilla digits. | |
A the Don | |
Darko bark | |
O beautiful pirhana gossip, cobwebs on the | |
Kafka. Choke up on watcher logic with a left-center field indicator gestured gently. | |
Smash when the 101-octane hemlock tea pumps chest to extremity. | |
And phenom limp it to the wicked recon. | |
Prowler fist up with a | |
Bowser twist vs. | |
America's kooky coward clips. | |
Pump breaks, cupcake. | |
I melt through the father formula. | |
Goofus merked | |
Gallant, the missing link was apparent. | |
Drugstore cowboy, hold floors and grudges, **** the | |
Judy piece while | |
Elroy burlge space cakes out the cupboard. | |
I could kill a cockroach with only | |
Wallabies and rug burn, pin 'em down and funnel up boric acid chuggers if stubborn. | |
Mash jackals. | |
Hacks flash | |
Bedazzlers. | |
Capture flags and crash test happy campers. | |
For the typecast ponies grazing through the weekend ring alarms with bassy kicks that flip whips on the | |
Major Deagon. | |
Out of dodge nauseous.(I don't feel good) | |
Yo El, leave the keys to the | |
Delorian with | |
Lauren at the office. | |
I peak the 88 streak off with a fiery disposition and basic serotonin deficient symptoms. [CHORUS] | |
Alpha uno compute. | |
Motor mouth askew at the root. | |
Brick house, huff, blew the roof. | |
Please don't feed the bazooka tooth, evolution super fluke... | |
With a kiddy pool full of warm milk, | |
Nyquil and powdered | |
Ammbiene they found him, trying to drown sheep and count 'em. | |
The rowers keep rowing. | |
Pachyderm tranq dart blowgun pressed to the nape of the neck only spent 12 seconds frozen. | |
Marathon eye-opener most likely misinterpreted, 'cuz one bad night before the big briefing ain't breached the surface yet. | |
Holler dirt merchant... echo out | |
Brooklyn, where the women are beautiful and the vagrants piss crooked. | |
This is the sound of one man getting high with one hand in a forest with a tree falling alone... ya heard? | |
Cut rugs to it. | |
Me and my leaky budget nickel-bribe the judges just as a beautiful goose egg motif's adorning the panel's judgment. (Overnight Biggies) | |
Overnight | |
Biggies plunk quarters into an | |
A & R Zoltar while the incubated fade collar pop folklore in effect. | |
Now they want to mitigate the gusto, that's like asking the cast of | |
Watership | |
Down to **** slow. | |
Homogenized carnies. | |
Voodoo lullaby placebo collide zombies. | |
Blazing R& | |
B sucker pop lolli **** spoon futile cartoony maneuvers to soothe roosters. | |
Doctor I'm having headaches and pink slips in my locker. | |
My agenda needs a walker. (Hey) | |
It's better than | |
Cats! See a grown-ass-man decay to red worm food in house fly years while y'all stable, like all aspiring actors waiting tables. [CHORUS] | |
So I line 'em up and ask 'em flat... wanna de-worm the belly of this? | |
Orphan bloodlust or timidity? | |
Solidify. | |
Widdle I Aes millipede uncivil. | |
When Millie pulled the pistol that tore the vanilla sky across the middle. | |
A billion little crimson pinholes sweat on vintage quill venom developed by a fatal blues anthology. | |
Communities on cue bury their ostrich beaks. | |
Thought it was carnie mirrors 'til the cold morning stunk the stink of obsolete heroes. | |
Hyena for the sci-fi, | |
God barter "non" for hyphen. | |
Promo charted phobia specific violence like a 50 foot | |
Bob Barker deployed to incinerate | |
New York, which in a way's more scary than thermonuclear war. | |
I got my tongue down | |
Karma's throat. | |
Half a dozen spy cams rigged up in blackmail science. | |
Swamp rats back off a destiny that ****s her clients hence the riots. | |
You lose, she knew about the tapes and asked for my assistance to clip the biased. | |
Lucky sevens buddy up for mass taxidermy. | |
Some burn facts and secure camo to past. | |
I'm open bodega with ankle anvil pre-shackled out, cancel hackers backwards 'til the death tarot and rains collabo. | |
Hope's a broken arrow stabbing blind through the fog in the log cabin, which gathered and hasn't budged since 9/11. | |
Give him a couple close friends, a women in his old bed while he waits. | |
He'll hug it all with no plans to escape. [CHORUS] |
zuò cí : Aesop Rock, Bavitz | |
I skunk the blood up as to numb the public interface | |
Before the anime corrodes | |
I' m trying to fork the figure eights. | |
Hogwash etiquette, truncate long haul leverage picket. | |
Out built autobricklayers with 10 guerrilla digits. | |
A the Don | |
Darko bark | |
O beautiful pirhana gossip, cobwebs on the | |
Kafka. Choke up on watcher logic with a leftcenter field indicator gestured gently. | |
Smash when the 101octane hemlock tea pumps chest to extremity. | |
And phenom limp it to the wicked recon. | |
Prowler fist up with a | |
Bowser twist vs. | |
America' s kooky coward clips. | |
Pump breaks, cupcake. | |
I melt through the father formula. | |
Goofus merked | |
Gallant, the missing link was apparent. | |
Drugstore cowboy, hold floors and grudges, the | |
Judy piece while | |
Elroy burlge space cakes out the cupboard. | |
I could kill a cockroach with only | |
Wallabies and rug burn, pin ' em down and funnel up boric acid chuggers if stubborn. | |
Mash jackals. | |
Hacks flash | |
Bedazzlers. | |
Capture flags and crash test happy campers. | |
For the typecast ponies grazing through the weekend ring alarms with bassy kicks that flip whips on the | |
Major Deagon. | |
Out of dodge nauseous. I don' t feel good | |
Yo El, leave the keys to the | |
Delorian with | |
Lauren at the office. | |
I peak the 88 streak off with a fiery disposition and basic serotonin deficient symptoms. CHORUS | |
Alpha uno compute. | |
Motor mouth askew at the root. | |
Brick house, huff, blew the roof. | |
Please don' t feed the bazooka tooth, evolution super fluke... | |
With a kiddy pool full of warm milk, | |
Nyquil and powdered | |
Ammbiene they found him, trying to drown sheep and count ' em. | |
The rowers keep rowing. | |
Pachyderm tranq dart blowgun pressed to the nape of the neck only spent 12 seconds frozen. | |
Marathon eyeopener most likely misinterpreted, ' cuz one bad night before the big briefing ain' t breached the surface yet. | |
Holler dirt merchant... echo out | |
Brooklyn, where the women are beautiful and the vagrants piss crooked. | |
This is the sound of one man getting high with one hand in a forest with a tree falling alone... ya heard? | |
Cut rugs to it. | |
Me and my leaky budget nickelbribe the judges just as a beautiful goose egg motif' s adorning the panel' s judgment. Overnight Biggies | |
Overnight | |
Biggies plunk quarters into an | |
A R Zoltar while the incubated fade collar pop folklore in effect. | |
Now they want to mitigate the gusto, that' s like asking the cast of | |
Watership | |
Down to slow. | |
Homogenized carnies. | |
Voodoo lullaby placebo collide zombies. | |
Blazing R | |
B sucker pop lolli spoon futile cartoony maneuvers to soothe roosters. | |
Doctor I' m having headaches and pink slips in my locker. | |
My agenda needs a walker. Hey | |
It' s better than | |
Cats! See a grownassman decay to red worm food in house fly years while y' all stable, like all aspiring actors waiting tables. CHORUS | |
So I line ' em up and ask ' em flat... wanna deworm the belly of this? | |
Orphan bloodlust or timidity? | |
Solidify. | |
Widdle I Aes millipede uncivil. | |
When Millie pulled the pistol that tore the vanilla sky across the middle. | |
A billion little crimson pinholes sweat on vintage quill venom developed by a fatal blues anthology. | |
Communities on cue bury their ostrich beaks. | |
Thought it was carnie mirrors ' til the cold morning stunk the stink of obsolete heroes. | |
Hyena for the scifi, | |
God barter " non" for hyphen. | |
Promo charted phobia specific violence like a 50 foot | |
Bob Barker deployed to incinerate | |
New York, which in a way' s more scary than thermonuclear war. | |
I got my tongue down | |
Karma' s throat. | |
Half a dozen spy cams rigged up in blackmail science. | |
Swamp rats back off a destiny that s her clients hence the riots. | |
You lose, she knew about the tapes and asked for my assistance to clip the biased. | |
Lucky sevens buddy up for mass taxidermy. | |
Some burn facts and secure camo to past. | |
I' m open bodega with ankle anvil preshackled out, cancel hackers backwards ' til the death tarot and rains collabo. | |
Hope' s a broken arrow stabbing blind through the fog in the log cabin, which gathered and hasn' t budged since 9 11. | |
Give him a couple close friends, a women in his old bed while he waits. | |
He' ll hug it all with no plans to escape. CHORUS |