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Tetra

Album: Aesop Rock: Skelethon Durasi: 4:41
[00:23.46]Don't fool with his cool
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[00:32.95]I turn a staff to a snake and back, evade -
[00:35.74]Shake a 5150 in shades and a fake stache
[00:38.76]Dirt bike made of five worse bikes, uphill
[00:41.95]Tabletop frames on Dutch tilt, crush kill
[00:44.61]Maker bot coin-op arcade punk
[00:47.06]Talkin' arcane science, dark age pulp
[00:50.08]Four eyes carb face, Bar-Kays iron on
[00:52.81]Pork rinds orangeade, Jarred brains die alone
[00:56.18]No mulligans, crow bars bird cage
[00:58.85]Cold, colonize Mars on Earth day
[01:01.51]And surface from the cellar door like worms into the petrichor
[01:04.33]Messenger, better get a vessel for a Tetris score
[01:07.22]Zilch, cowabunga homies call me "press ignore"
[01:10.17]Devastatin' energy explodin' off his Tesla coil
[01:12.89]Farm bated breath and temperamental tremors
[01:15.60]That taught a man to wave with 10 percent of his fingers
[01:18.09]And I never lost tic-tac-toe to a live chicken
[01:21.02]For the footage, I'm off cam dynamite fishin'
[01:23.73]For diamondback rattles in his holy grail
[01:25.98]Evoke colony collapse via gross betrayal
[01:28.95]Three wolf moon shirt, two shoes, one sock
[01:32.25]Wore the same hoodie everyday like Mumm-Ra
[01:34.40]Buh-dum-bum, follow the regenerated rebel flesh
[01:37.59]Outta sorts, outta water, suicidal tetra fish
[01:40.23]Who stood by the conviction in his we should be together less forevermore
[01:43.59]Before we are the severed heads of civil war
[01:46.16]Invasive radio ricochet off the silver foil
[01:48.83]Trash can fire lookin' for a kill to grill or spoil
[01:51.82]Quickly, purveyors of fine hijinks
[01:54.22]I know, this is why we can't have nice things
[01:57.50]I prefer to skip the pleasantries
[01:59.68]Flip the diner table, dip in time for final jeopardy
[02:02.16]Nope (no sh-, no sh-, no)
[02:06.35]Oh, and don't fool with his cool (no sh-, no sh-, no sh-, no)
[02:12.72]Ma, can we get a pool?
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[02:22.06]Is that a no?
[02:24.61]Okay, magpies, hoarders, and allied forces
[02:27.79]Who lick zigzags bein' dragged by horses
[02:30.76]Transcribe stories in patterns of pins droppin'
[02:33.28]Skinned boars and exaggerated limb-loppin'
[02:36.25]Slow Mozart, no I've never heard of knockin'
[02:38.89]Might've burst in on it, splits or skin poppin'
[02:41.53]Opt out, sober on the eve of no saint's day
[02:44.96]Locate and aim for the token propane tank
[02:47.56]Bang, followed from a pullin' of hair
[02:49.61]To a homecomin' sullied by a skull on a spear
[02:52.66]It spun a human resources issue to public affair
[02:55.26]Reciprocity is a pestilent compulsion to bear
[02:58.13]And ultimately unfulfillin'
[02:59.99]Concurrently, that rigid upper lip and grudge are cripplin'
[03:02.74]The wonder twins of -
[03:04.29]Armchair hater, I wouldn't - on your coffin
[03:06.93]But when I see your picture, I draw - on it
[03:09.75]The Ozone breakaway tux
[03:12.08]Holds chicken wire ribs, paper mache guts
[03:15.15]Pipe cleaner mustache, rope hands google eyes
[03:18.44]Macaroni gas face, no plan to humanize
[03:20.93]You are now rockin' with the worst
[03:23.08]Nothin' up his sleeve, nothin' here is what it seems
[03:25.25]Paranormal weather, mysteriously disappearin' bees
[03:28.75]Not to mention the collateral delirium it breeds
[03:31.98]Jeez, forgive him any dicey past
[03:34.33]He from a tiny town called Death's Icy Grasp
[03:37.31]And he don't get out much, but when he do, it's Beatlemania
[03:40.21]Do not be asleep at the feet of his feelers radius
[03:43.45]Too charitable, offerin' the average Joe some real estate
[03:46.66]Between the Big Mouth Billy Bass and jackalope
[03:49.52]Cozy in a moment of bliss
[03:51.13]Snatch the food off your plate, snatch a goat off a bridge
[03:53.94](No sh-, no sh-, no sh-, no)
[03:57.91]Oh, and don't fool with his cool
[04:01.27](No sh-, no sh-, no)
[04:04.43]Uh, we gonna need more fuel
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