Lyrics:
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
nothing
You'll drown in a pool of your crooked morals
Whispering 'maybe Aesop Rock was
On to something'
Maybe, no promises
Yo, broken glass everywhere
Aesop Rock pissing flares on city staircases
Next to the base heads
Follow holographers spitting crowd
Mayhem simulation
Raw, I'm going to give it to you
With no trivia
Raw like that Aesop rock iron-fisted blissed felicia
While bent funny bone grown community
Spit
come and visit me, I suggest you watch the show
Tell him Aesop Rock sent ya just to hear his horn blow like this
And I ain't getting any younger
My
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
being of a higher breed
Of emcee I'll injure all these would-be rap crews
The wannabe fat fools, coulda been rap dudes
Refuse 'em resist 'em like
let tonight it'll be the purge with it
My nigga I'm so damn high
I done slapped 5 when the road runner walked by uh
Yo Reaper take this (Uh)
Still run
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
while lamping at home with my hands spanning for gold
Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to
ashes
All y'all saw was Aesop Rock
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
to profiting
There's a multitude that applies
Like am I Travolta in face-off
Am I being caged in by a look alike
Am I spy v spy
Do I make problems for my other
being of a higher breed
Of emcee I'll injure all these would-be rap crews
The wannabe fat fools, coulda been rap dudes
Refuse 'em resist 'em like
on him
Kings at the ready
Now the walls won?t win
Aesop Rock
Storms on the harbor, like a harbinger of bore
Gore?s my harbinger, pardon the art of war
Get
in a mix hodge podge
Of a little Eminem a lot of Aesop Rock
A lot of rock climbing trying to stay on top
Of the rubble chug bubbles keep the crayons
Originally recorded by KISS off the album Dressed To Kill, 1975
You show us everything you've got
You keep on dancin and the room gets hot
You
the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come on
Here to feel the moment won't let it pass by me
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
and symphonies
Belittle the little we own
Contorted distorted ridiculous clones
Robotic sonic monotony broken by the tone
Atomic Aesop Rock conglomerate hip hop
Tomb Raider with
A most fertile assortment of spitting logics
For the lab rats gone
Colossus in the spotlight
Now Aesop Rock be the handle
While your
Practically caress the utterings of crushed
By drudgery brothers and sisters
Mothering stickler cabin and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a penny
Hey yea
Come rock with a motha fucka rock with me
Hey yea
Come rock with a motha fucka rock with me
Hey yea
We'll shut shit down and break this
glocks
Enough steel it'll cease the block add yeast to increase the rock
I got knowledge that can teach my pops
Watch my pockets increase ta knots
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
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