Vertigo

[Intro: Sample] What's this? A note from the school nurse? Oh my gosh! Head lice in your classroom? [Verse: Aesop Rock, Homeboy Sandman, & Both] Paranoia voyeur awake in the haunted crawl space Hoodie up, gaunt face down, taut draw strings Sprawl over the cookie cut, a mutt of all things All mange, all dogs of war evolve strange Nose in the feed trough, curds in his coffee Tend to his cough and uncontrollable frothing Spawn of the awful, play the wall softly Hunt alone, hum his own swan song off-key Mysterious malady, I put all my effort towards Symptoms oddly absent from the message boards Someone made a snide remark on Noah’s ark, I did not complain Three bottles clanging, I was singing in the rain What do you get for the man who has everything? More of it, I’m sure of it Soon as I’m finished snoring then I’ll show you where I’m storing it Forsaken good for goodness sake And wish I lived in nature so that I could throw my cell phone in the lake Eh-eh Hate himself like a snake with two heads The new flesh-eater co, eat a whole food web Spoon fed stupefying death to a zoom lens Definitely never leave a neck where the noose ends Ever, follow what the rap hands pantomime Slit throats, hang men, and bellyachers atomized Jam at the party with the vamps and the carnies He the upper hand, one man skeleton army Uh Primordial audio from sitting at the Casio And cracking open an empty pistachio Pardon odors but I’m always on my job I don’t throw no boxers out until they’re completely dissolved After all’s been said I eat myself alive to see me eaten not to see myself fed I’m apathetic till these goods could get fenced And not offended how I’m better off dead Yet… Lightning struck that man two times Brushed off his coat that man’s too alive Slack jaw, chew a face off no bath salts No crabs only fatten’d up pack wolves Tracking, cro-mags batten down hatches Not a sap, not a scratch on the crash test Ashes to ashes, catch the odd sonnet What more can I say, Top Ramen What’s the point of keeping points, we’re playing different games I revel in my solitaire without a care Smiling and nodding when I’m not aware Or waving off a belch Where I’m parading operating on myself Playing a game a chance to top the candor where the cameras never peek Come around and take a gander at the gambler on a streak Any contact with a contract I was signing off in crayon Will anybody please accept me as I am?