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Wolf Piss
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Aesop Rock
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Spin doc, sweet dreams go Hitchc*ck Discord with no sick days Limbs draped in all rip stop Faded ink on my rib cage My gla** heart, my sh*t brains My jaguars around beautiful New York strip steak ,Ain’t sh*t change, Doodle over these blueprints I been shoo-shooed, I been boo hissed Chewed up, he’s too much, I ain’t too much, y’all too prim World’s end around curfew When they rotate grotesque forms Sneak up in some mech suit Make off with they best horse Roads paved with pulled pins Hood sprayed with wolf p*ss Engineer of this tire fire, come pull up on that bull sh*t I might peace out of my deep freeze and turn palе death in like two shakes Swoop in and gеt touchéd Tune in to my blue phase October, I’m in Bloom when that cold snap and that wind croon Trail mix in my road pack, and no roads back to this igloo Stick and move around dead light He ain’t talk much Step aside for my left right, I’m like on one Nevermind when these dogs mush (Chorus) Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here I’m in here (in here) Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here I’m in here (in here) (Verse 2) Fall back, black dawn above fawn tracks These mallrats get dragged off to this golf clap Bath salts in my black coffee, I’m back talk from that wrong path Y’all rag dolls, tagalongs become thumb tacks on wall maps Dreadnought with no false flag I’m all red cape and my real name Around Sensei’s from that steel cage with like ten ways to steal paint Field notes and my wet stone, and my steal toes, and my pet crow Red phone on sleep mode when eating eel rolls with my friend’s ghost Ok, wide load with no peers White smoke from both ears Rain gods that wave wands around biomes y’all hold dear I go so off, It ain’t no thing I make no comment, no job beyond cold-blooded coyote king Hone in on my smoke rings Most often I kick rocks where that room tone is all pin drop Peek into my ethos, it go please hold, I will not Creep show, he throw Sno-caps from these nose bleeds Comfortable around cold facts, and unknown seas Cro-mag, I don’t sleep (Chorus) Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here I’m in here (in here) Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here I’m in here (in here)
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