Syrup
(专辑: The Impossible Kid - 2016)
[Verse 1
Aesop Rock:] The
dirty dishes are becoming self-aware Even the
roaches like "I wouldn't raise my children here" Simple syrup in his veins, dirty nails, lizard brain Eyes wide, spine like a
saltlick a
pissing rain (pssss) ASR Schroder split the
rent with ghosts and bacterial cultures Might track poltergeists prints through his Folgers (gross) Home is where the
unholy sojourn Dead sea bath tub Never mind his welfare Party at the
penthouse; carpeted in pet hair Fridge full of black deli meat and dead air Sill prefer it to the
overbearing lens flair And death stare at Plinko and an at risk ego System, egos over peace, love and wisdom Police shooting everything Media's a
fuck show Religion is a
scapegoat for cut-throats Fuck no [Hook 1
Aesop Rock:] I
ain't going out there, man I
don't trust no one out there, man You don't even know what's out there, man Man [Verse 2
Homeboy Sandman:] Sick of fancies on the
prowl So I
don't need to do laundry I'll dry myself in paper towels Can't have a
decent conversation with the
butcher, baker or candlestick maker At least they smoking vapor now Still a
lot going vacate and ain't breaking out It's such a
boring scene I
found my buoyancy in quarantine Accommodations second rate At least it's an environment that I
can regulate Like I
was Warren G
I
got a
phantom pocket full of ice cubes Fuck what's popping on the
street I
gotta sweep up mice poo I
waged a
war against the
spiders and what's left of them mosquitoes But these blood suckers leave a
bump Those blood suckers always want to free-load Yo, who's that peeking in my key hole trying to keep it on the
d-low Playing simple minds, my favorite simple minds So I'm closing all the
windows and I'm shutting all the
blinds [Hook 2
Homeboy Sandman:] I
ain't going out there, son I
don't trust no one out there, son I
don't even know what's out there, son Son [Verse 3
Open Mike Eagle:] Yo, I
got a
big-ass TV and my house has four of 'em Some of y'all is cutting the
cords or mad more of 'em Fuck foraging, I
do the
shit that I
can sit and do Maybe in the
future we can fly by a
living room Or order from Grub Hub but it ain't no pasta left Outside is where my distant cousins get shot to death Plus I'm very broke, I
ain't even got a
buck for the
ferry boat If something dope happens throw it on periscope A
meerkat? Seen it. I
ain't trying to hear that I'm planted in my zone because home is where it's weird at Anything I
want I
locate with little to no wait Through a
vast network of homies that work for post-rates Hella spies still sitting here, so watch me rotate Outsiders for the
prize says "sugar in traffic jams" Device charged, apps in hand, I'm a
handy-man If you want to give me some energy come and visit me [Hook 3
Open Mike Eagle:] Because I
ain't going out there, fam I
don't trust no one out there, fam I
don't even know what's out there, fam Damn