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AESOP ROCK lyrics - Skelethon

Saturn Missiles

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If you step on the lawn I keep the foot Peep, in the pot go 6 degrees of cooked geese Boiling, blitz the beach of mushed peas Over 10 meat hooks with a blister each I'm all pincher, fever-y hoodie on, hoodie off Sweat thru his E.T. sheets to the worry dolls Never met a quiet storm that didn't grow into a choir of colliding horns that go click click clack In territorial syntax Sitting on the porch with his lids pinned back Pinball wiz in a thimble of sims I'm a symbol of whimsy abridged Kiss me I'm dead, nursing a mystery Dayquil Led Zep staring daggers down page mill How pray tell do he sit pretty when the ol' 1 2 unglue in a tizzy Please hold for the don't play dull boy Click, I am not a page or a pull toy Came in the door and the floor is lava Killjoy if your core more Norman Rockwell Born home sick for an invisible address Bat shit, bumble and bat around catnip One black heart Katamari massive Packed in a fat category 5 rat nest Nose on his sleeve, holes in his inner peace Robot phone like a tentacle of flippancy Hate you, hate you more, no I hate you infinity And Pangaea break into smithereens Interlude prest-o change-o If it move to quick oh whey oh Right brain go white train Ramo Mustache any old Money, "no!" Merrily merrily merrily merrily In a cobweb tomb on a hotbed of heresy Frog men schooled by the god Ed Emberly Pull dog sleds and exhume Dead Kennedys Bet, moth into kerosene awful A caution to straw men lost on vaudeville A-morally mixing business with 144 dixie whistlers Lawn chair, strong man twisted whiskers NASCAR Bic in his missing fingers Outcast from a system of kiss-the-ring-ers Are you privy to the misadventures It's electric, meeting in the middle of the street With a lethally modified piccolo pete There is admittedly an incredible mystique To meddling in the reason a city won't sleep 48 strings of 12 That ring ring ring, whiz bang, jingle bells And melt bootleg G.I. Joes to black taffy, classic Fire in the hole backdrafting Fold wild life out of the wolf pack wrapping Full moon, bad knee, wool hat, caffeine TNT plunger in all caps ACME Blast off half the whole damn mapscreen No sling no spear I'm a patchwork of 86'd springs and gears Who been stung by an un-linked pinky swear During his what-in-the-fuck-was-I-thinking years Maybe an awkward phase Like his acne and sophomore fade Played, calling all out-of-work action figures It was death by saturn missiles.

Bird In A Box

Adrian Belew "Mr. Music Head"
I'm not a free lunch box car parked in the seat dead-end streetcar of desire caught by the tailpiece I'm a jiffy pop tarts are bad for your teen-aged beef There's a mando-Linda Evans talking on the phone call a Porter Wagoner tailor-made underwear every dog has his Dayton Ohio Hitler says to button your fly Tijuana place a Bette Midler Oh drop dead lock stock and bugle coral reefer man every Marlon Brando gave him a great big handstand what a lumpy Guy lumbago embargo fish pants Is there a Groucho Marxist doctrine in the house calls about a lost set of Keystone cops out the same way you came in through the bathroom wind- oh look! a rock'n'roller skate and all skate slowly Hey man a T-bone state of the aren't you gonna finish your bird in a box Hey man your witness to the stand still shoulder to shoulder the burden a box Hey man and even Colonel Sanders' daddy was a Thunderbird in a box Loose tooth three of a perfect paradiced onions cheese and beans from another planeteri gargoyle change every two thousand smiled at Linda Evans called again singing happy birthmark

American Bad Ass

KID ROCK "Cocky"
Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state with my own two hands We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame I play their game, and then they scream my name I will show no shame, I live and die for this If I come off soft, then chew on this.... Are you scared Devil without cause, and I'm back with the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks 30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes No rogaine in the propane flows Chosen one, I'm the living proof With the gift of gab from the city of truth I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm goin platinum...sellin rhymes I went times And still they ill they wanna see us fry I guess because of only God knows why..why..why (chorus) Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I like AC/DC and ZZ Top, Bocephus, Beasties, and the Kings of Rock Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones, David Allen Coe with No Show Jones Yeah! Pass that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown The underground stoned fuckin pimp With tracks that mack and slap back the whack I'm not gay, no way, I don't play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock the Clash, Boy Bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash (chorus) Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY Yeah...I saw your band... Jumping around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gunna learn sucker You just can't fuck with Twisted BBBBBBrown Truckkkkkeeeeerrrr I'm an American Bad Ass Watch me kick, you can roll with Rock Or you can suck my dick I'm a porno flick, I'm like Amazing Grace I'm gunna fuck some hoes after I rock this place Superfly living doublewide Side car on my Glide so Joe C can ride Fuckin sack to share, bringing flash and glare Got the long hair swinging, middle finger in the air Snake skin suits, 65 Chevelle See me ridin in sin in the rebel yell I won't live to tell, so if you do Give the next generation a big FUCK YOU Who knew I'd blow up like Oaklahoma Said fuck high school, pissed on my diploma Smell the aroma, Check my hits I know it stinks in here, cause I'm the Shit (chorus) Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY From side to side from front to back Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I put Detroit City back on the map by Singin HEY HEY HEY HEY Kid Rocks in the house and thats where I'm at!

95 Til Infinity

JOEY BADA$$ "Summer Knights"
[Verse 1:] And we smoking, toking potent herb Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves Hope you ain't scared, my jeep go "Scrrrr" I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easy to observe I swear I'm born abnormally absurd If I give you a piece of mind, you've been disorderly disturbed That's my word, flip similes and verbs, now I'm eating Retreating for seconds and thirds, y'all niggas seasoned (Oh, you salty) Don't worry what we ate, you don't want that plate I combine yours with mine quake, and make the earth shake Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers Pass the herb to an actual pastor, word to the black lip bastard That drop knowledge like a Five Percenter Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas Schooling your offspring, drop heat all spring And stay hot for five Novembers, I think y'all niggas lost me [Hook:] 95 'til infinity time We in disguise behind enemy lines Women with no identity signs, they can't get my lines I used to give a fuck you could find 95 'til infinity time We in disguise behind enemy lines And I just kill it every time [Verse 2:] Instead of lead slugs, I spreads the love Like a bed bugaboo does, I'm in the W with your lovable slut I'm in the walls while you bugging her up I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up Y'all niggas nothing to us, this feels like nothing to us Son, taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun Recollect and collect the funds When she see the sun spit the proceeds when I cum '99, 'til infinity beyond Hold my peace full of energy 'til my enemies be gone Until then niggas in my vicinity gone Peep the melody we on, but they don't know the remedy to these songs Basic necessities on how to be put on Cause they see my team, we strong, Beastcoast in your region If you get dropped you can't rejoin, they wanna know Whose shoulder we leaning on but all we do is show them who we leading on [Hook] [Verse 3:] Cause they will never stop for a young black male Black mailed in braille that means what he felt And the very reveal could appeal Put you on the Alcatraz trail or railroad to hell Oh well, some of us is taught there is help The other source is lost in all sorts of wealth Uh, roots of all evil The highest stars Evel Knievel I see through people's door, the world may never know How my third pupil show, Incognito and cold needles flow And I don't throw subs, I throw torpedos The Don, not Cheadle, this don got a Cornelius fro Afro punk festivities This for my negus that's lying with queens like Nefertiti Waking up to pyramids and big kitties Gold soul theory, but what is life really [Hook]

I'm Back (Freestyle)

All we know is to smash up the furniture, board up the house. Gotta keep the zombies and the vampires out; but when the moon's full and you feel yourself change, things will never be the same. I let lose in the fucking game with a werewolf growl, its the only thing you can do and its staring you down. And I'm airing you out, in the night with a rusty aithblade. When I'm bustin glass I'm sorry it must be that way. You might see me with a bottle I wont give you three wishes, ain't no genie in this bottle just a bunch of mean liquid. And consider it your child point him out if he snitchin. Be rightous as any god, and evil as three sixes. Its rediculously calm waiting for the good pictures. You don't got me on your record that just isn't good business. And I'm wearing skinny jeans I'm too big for my britches. If murder by any means on this mission and you're fishin for a minnow in a lake with a crocodile in it. When they see me flow their eyes come poppin out. Finnished what you started don't go droppin out just because you heard me and you think you got no option now. I'm optin out of fuckin with your lame brains claiming you're important. I hit you in your main vein you wish that you snorted. I'll import it to your main frame, blame noone for it. if pain is beauty I must be gorgeous. I'm fucking nautious read it in the blood. I lost most of my friends to the needle or the gun. See the suburbs crumblin, rumblin the stomach of the beast you get eaten you plummet a hundred feet. I am JJ Demon that's my motherfuckin name oh you must have been thinkin about some other fuckin lame talkin chain against your jewel snatch, right over your body get your crew back to tag to slide off to this body. Kamikaze pilot flying in the booth and I'm killin everyone if I gotta die with em too. Its what I do, resurrected every morning comin back from the dead for your head swing your axe like a lumberjack. I'm bringin that hunger back were under attack walking dead. Blow that motherfuckin house up they're tryin to get in, sew your motherfuckin mouth shut for tryin to spit I know everything about ya, you're lyin again. If at first you don't succeed you ain't tryin again. You'll be dyin you'll die twice you'll be dyin again. I'm just plannin my retirement Ill expire you and a can of gas and a fire that won't let the firemen in. I'm reppin phili all crazy you see me actin calm but were really all crazy; sippin grey goose through a silly straw, really off balance I just wanna stay loose, do you feel me dawg? I am here to stay, no I will never ever slack, when I steal the ball away you will never get it back. Sound stupid when you talk, sound clever when you rap. Just quit that's a motherfuckin feather for your cat. Rats still tryna steal the cheddar from the trap. Instead of gettin cheddar in the trap. You are witnessing the beginning for you its the beginning of the end. Kill him dead like a zombie with a bullet in his head. Bullet in his head ..bullet in his head ..bullet in his...

Put It On

BIG L "Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous"
[Big L] Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out I got the wild style, always been a foul child My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin Front and get half the bones in your body broken And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six Step to this you're good as gone, word is bond I leave mics torn when I put it on [Kid Capri] So put it on Big L, put it on C'mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn C'mon put it on Big L, put it on C'mon put it on represent put it on, C'MON! [Big L] Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth I'm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie Got more cash than Gotti (you don't know) you betta ask somebody Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz and get endz and commit sins with sick friends Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter You think you nice as me Ha ha, youse a funny nigga I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to miss I'm leavin competitors pissed To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this I'm catchin wreck to the break of dawn And it's on, yo it's a must that I put it on [Kid Capri] Yeah, so put it on Big L, put it on C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Put it on Big L, put it on represent Put it on, c'mon put it on.. [* unknown patois chatta - best guess *] Some boys see me gun nozzle and take a we fi joke Boy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke See me gun nozzle and take me fi joke You gwan dead, from army you provoked [Big L] I drink Moet not Beck's beer, I stay dressed in slick gear Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there And it's a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach I'm puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain you still fear, cause I be hangin it hard and my shit is for real here If you battle L you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread, you can't kill me I was born dead And I'm known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs My rap's steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon It's a new sherriff in town, and it ain't Reggie Hammond Peace to my peoples, the Children of the Corn Cause we put it on, adios, ghost I'm gone [Kid Capri] So put it on Big L, put it on C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Big L, you gotta put it on and on Put it on Big L, put it on and on Word up, knahmsayin My man Big L, runnin things for the nine-four and nine-oh-S, you know what I mean It's the Kid Capri, in full flair And we gon' put it on a little somethin like this Big L, c'mon [Big L] [Kid Capri] Lord Finesse He be puttin it on My man Buckwild He be puttin it on and on My man Fat Joe He be puttin it on Showbiz and A.G. Yeah they be puttin it on and on I can't forget Diamond D He be puttin it on The whole D.I.T.C. Yeah they be puttin it on and on And of course Kid Capri Yeah I be puttin it on The whole N.Y.C. Yeah we be puttin it on and on And I'm out *echoes*

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