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[Verse 1: Aesop Rock] You wanna know why? Because I'm Dead messengers buried in their Melvins shirts Awoken as reanimated mummies from the sepulcher Anonymous and secular and ribbons and exposed brain Roll with grown men who still use code names Fold crawl space on the SS coat tails Might chase six legs through his oatmeal Oh dear, no pets eat his own homework Pet cruise cobble step shoes that are bone bugs Holmes, sick to the fishbone comb My yellow brick shtick ain't tip toe prone It's a misthrown sticky bomb slipping off the fingers wrong Any blips you're witnessing are living in the Sigma laws Blip, blip, dag, these ghosts need a doctor Shelter, clean Dunlops on a walker She sells sea shells, he draws revenge Plots on a chalkboard, watch what you walk toward [Hook: Aesop Rock] Live free, die fat Rock shot to a kill screen time lapse Watch how the blitzkrieg climax Spring clean hijack, bring me my axe [Sample] Girl: What are you doing up there? Guy: Stealing, I'm a weekend burglar Girl: I'm on my lunch break, you want to help me kill half an hour? Guy: No.. [Verse 2: Blueprint] I'm laying in a cut overstuffed from a bad meal Staring at the sun, on my back like a fat seal Debating with myself about whether not rap's real Cause broke motherfuckers are the only ones that have skill Everybody got intentions that they can't reveal Major label acts got to act like they don't have deals Claiming grassroots, I'm like "hell no Your buzz is as organic as Monsanto." I'm going at your beanstalk, ax in hand Over a beat by Aes Rock, that's my man People sleeping still believing that we haven't expanded But that's just a small part of the master plan, bitch Printnificent, shining 'till your skin chafe Write until the pen ache, reclining by a big lake I'm only winning cause I went in and didn't wait Chillin' at the crib by the time you get your shit straight [Hook: Aesop Rock] Live free, die fat Rock shot to a kill screen time lapse Watch how the blitzkrieg climax Spring clean hijack, bring me my axe [Sample] You suppose robots would enjoy listening to music? You figure that if robots are electronic creations they Enjoy listening to electronic music You think you can create a scientific symphony We'd not only send to our metal friends but Would also be fascinating to human ears You already have, and it's on the other side of the record I can't wait to hear it [Verse 3: Rob Sonic] MIDI with a drum change queue Cherries in the mirror of his Mustang too Took his thang from the South to the Rocklin Hooters Bought her wings and a round, then he chopped and screwed her Cops at the Getty so he thumbed his nose up Pedal to the metal, leave them dunked in donuts Stuck on "so what?" from the aged Tequila When he drove into the back of an eighteen-wheeler Basic leader, camp is cardboard The jet chooses raps to advance their shark soar Marked for M*A*S*H* out my cordial stingers Address you crossly, corporal clinger Attention all freaks with newer footing My radio is not played by Cuba Gooding Now, who's assuming that the man's a block boy Cause he keep his fam happy with lots of Bok Choy [Hook: Aesop Rock] Live free, die fat Rock shot to a kill screen time lapse Watch how the blitzkrieg climax Spring clean hijack, bring me my axe