[Aesop Rock] 3x
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Every little step we take breaks the dreams
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Of a warm pig itching to re-stitch the seams
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[Vast Aire]
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Namsayin, when I walk, I wanna break concrete!
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Ox'll spit some shit that'll reflect off the mirror
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My light beams are mad bright, they stay clever
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Yo challenge an Ox member, get a vow severed
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Found your body in the desert (Scavenger's dessert)
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Yeah yeah I rap tight like Saran
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Plus enter battles talkin shit like "Look mom, no hands!"
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I'm tired of cats tryin to sum me
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You can't add that far yet, that counting is far fetched
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I treat MC like canines
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Throwin words at they face to see if they bite when they catch
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I told you my poetry sponsors Gillette
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Now you standing there wit razors in your head like baretts
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Man, if the mic had ass cheeks
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The sticker in my hand would say priority seating
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And man, I dunno if it was me or you
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But your girl was on my dick like she was teethen
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You play the role/roll, I'll play the poppy seed on top of you
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The godspeed is actual, that doesn't mean I act usual
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One of the first MC's to give the crowd full attention
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Cuz you need love and affection
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Chorus[Aesop Rock, Vast Aire] 2x
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If we could absorb every star in the sky
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We noticed some shine brighter than others, you wonder why
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It's the simple things in life that turn the pesants into leaders
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And we know the differences between the walkers and the sleepers
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[Aesop Rock]
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I boogie with picket-a-vision, carbon based stickler
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City piss aroma, therapy coma, clone sitter
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Itching to pigeon hole villain soul magnet
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Feelings activate
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Passionate the germ, and the book met the worm
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I hold a book of matches captive to flashin
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For some need flatline
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Be a thick fatigue episdoe, brewed in batches
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Flirted curse at perked nurse, broken skeleton patches
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One muddy veteran collapsed the untapped resource center
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Housing style pagents
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My little limbs lassoed catered to wings
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While mankinds babysteps break dirt and demon
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I know a crossbreed strung well in the key of
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Mass times weight times tame semantics
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Encompassing that which splits lips but never supply and demand it
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To hell wit plastic, ooh yeah it's splendid
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Tap it on the shoulder, grab it, tag it, aprehend it
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Lend it to the devil of a friend it, wrench it back, mend it again
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It still never renders suspended but finicky picket fences
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Now every toy dreams to manufacture hearts
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Start with the diving parts and the blueprints
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You follow the prescedence set by war pigs of a yester year
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Let the tears pray
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Skip a stone over the reservoir to shake the whole sharade
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Hmm gun play the tumors platoon
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I couldn't see
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I fell asleep holding an Appleseed, woke up holding a tree
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The only bridge I ever burned along this legacy at dance
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Was the one that linked the cities of Prosperity and Chance
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Chorus 2x
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Attention Span
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| Aesop Rock |
