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[Verse 1] |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Used coats, usurped thrones |
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FUBAR crews out New York homes |
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Students of a cruel world mutate room noise |
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Illustrate Man as a food shaped chew toy |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Dwarf mode, shoes don't fit |
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Wire cut grumpy, honey moon clothespin |
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Fire bug, tummy bloody, blue-nosed pit |
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I got ninety-nine problems, twenty-two is (oh shit) |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Yo I never don't trip, codenamed (oh shit) |
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Cold brains in the bowl, got the game show rigged |
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Oh sugar, the butcher and his readily unsettling |
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Fury are impervious to conventional weaponry |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Undead Kennedy as heathen's hammer |
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Stakes through the heart of the teens and campers |
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Who came for the trees and the cheesy banter |
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And they pray to the cross in between your antlers |
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[Hook] |
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Oh Shit |
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[Verse 2] |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Used cars, glue loose parts |
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Snake eyes take high noon too far |
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Agent of darkness, arm of a banned surgeon |
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Cellophane miracle, fish in his hand burning |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Sport coats with dough in both chins |
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Rose colored hand on a lamb with Logan |
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Heavy metal trench on the bench of his home gym |
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With some green tea leaves and leaning like (oh shit) |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Coyotes in the crows nest, homie (oh shit) |
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Toast petrified rowers on a bloated ghost ship |
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Going rogue, in robes that double as mobile homes |
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Wax in his stash and puzzling coat of arms |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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A Bonaparte overcompensating |
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When you're not saying nothing like an Amish station |
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Tell God I said hi and to drop some Amens |
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For the nicest MCs at the tapas tasting |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 3] |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Used names, chew through chains |
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Reptiles, crock pots, new Kool-Aids |
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Uncool, but sooner haul his mission to the furnace |
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Than casually evolve into the visage of a serpent |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Left home and acquired a slow twitch |
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From working all night by the light of an old fridge |
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Might be the lone kid that sold you the toll bridge |
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For three grand flat, how's that for an (oh shit) |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Mary Mallon get dough shit, smoking (oh shit) |
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Where the No King keepers individually Go Fish |
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House in a tree trunk, steampunk goggles |
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Pink hearts, yellow moons, green [?] waffles |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Steal out the box, leaving the store open |
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Begging for forgiveness and needing a small role in |
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Competing with all omens for a nifty prize |
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Of a "Number 1" ribbon and a "Kick Me" sign |
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[Hook] |
