Aesop Rock - Coma lyrics

We now present to you, music Music to make you stutter I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention Trooper burst result of Dragon Ball Z/Speed Racer gene splicing Mach force, blind the extorted style from the common dirty Destiny dream sighting, important as split the prints God sh** the planet screaming "What on Earth is that?" I sit back five dimensions Only to muscle the overcooked specimen Fending tragic fatality successful dodging violets All hail Mary and hello dollies! I flow ridiculous, indigenous to now Who holds the fifth golden ticket? Saw the wicked war phantom mansion beyond the pickets The house next door to when the stick ball clears the fence Y'all hesitate to fetch it! I was walking through a pinball tilt built landscape Pterodactyl circling turtle I bite the bullet in a wingspan shadow s** and rust the oxygen gulps And spit the metal directly back up the barrel We ice grill the silhouettes (right) The common decency factors a low ball estimate of zero My testament is striking B-boy stances Dancing past the foggy mirror With wipes clean the billy goat beard, camouflage the spirit I'm at six degrees of s**y sarcasm Yeah never swam up inside summer jam cla**ic Under the bed backwards ba*tard Scavenging the carnival grounds for an outlet Who the f** is Aes Rock? I'm not a name to keep at arms length Adjacent to little ? quilt makeshift Sick security mechanism, check your mission I am not a vision, check your mission Just a simple sour patch delinquent No it will not help you shove your Lincoln [Chorus: x2] I alone settle I alone peddle in the mud I alone, I condone rebel zone planting I alone stand in a social coma All up to your dome, follow I alone Now you see me, now you don't Well he was maverick enough but still scraped up Taki One-Eighty-Three innovation for the kids Brick foot iron lung honor Escape through the night like a disgruntled teen Krylon bomber Without a care inside from posting the roster Mal-adjusted blank faced civilian dispersed feelings Reeling in several separate defunct fame-booster modules This nervous twitch mark the most delectable ingredient See Aesop starving troops in cell blocks with strap-on feeding bins (More like) Like I'd auction off a f** for that blind cause you ride in I'd rather find the floors and watch you hide them Feel the haggered look penetrate brain castle Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour wind collection (Flash flooder!) You're a f**in' wind-up toy A goddamn four string criminal trading card The reason they decorate the fonts of closing credits To boost on-looker amusement after fading hard Catch more Z's than Rip Van Winkle's Twelve Step Narcolepsy Seminar The action, we all compete the masked illusion The common folk, I provoke em all Challenge thirty balance I alone pour talent while they fidget If the revolution ain't gon' be televised Then f**, I'll probably miss it [Chorus: x2]