I don't shrug, I study the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequence of uprooting the jungle
I'm huggin' the cycle of Gemini stupid contenders for mutin' the puzzle
I don't budge the motives encased inside the gauntlet's hunger quotas
My kitchen sink leaks like you're itching to speak a secret
‘bout the world spins yet nobody's pledged allegiance and why?
His beaming smile knew a private agony that burns
And when the children met divinity I sat to watch them merge
It goes pandemonium live
Y'all motherfuckers stand up volunteer tantrums while you're playin somethin' vivid
Play your sympathy card turn the miseryclast
And a basket case is in a classless matrix with elastic stitches
(I zig in a zaggin'-only zone)
Raggin' a bag of lonely poem remnants
Short of breath like you're short of fresh
You're a portable mess
Carpetbagger spearheading tear peddling pretentious art critics, orphans
Trying to dismiss those pioneering their fortunes
You're a spectacle
Pushin' for pedagogue lacin' up paper weights walkin' on stilts talking'
You touched the hand of God and I'm like
What are these evils that plagued the hearts of men by sweet talking border patrol until they fold and let 'em in
You got your life in a basket before you could say instant classic
Like the king of the mountain requires a boost
I'll bury the hook in my belly just to volunteer at Live Aid clinics
For the thrill of nine great mimics with eighteen bloody lips, spittin'
Beanstalk, chalking outlines before the figures fly
Walkin' uphill trying to get down
Prominent ghost town litigant battle pitch darkness when the light switch hits the artistry circuit board breaker
Service in the greater half of nature
See money go wild shook when the exploitation incubated lovely
Warmingly piggy leader colony to comfort
Numb enough to deny the sin pins and evil needles even punctured
Till he wont define his turn and can still function
I don't shrug, I study the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequence of uprooting the jungle
I'm huggin' the cycle of Gemini stupid contenders for mutin' the puzzle
I don't budge the motives encased inside the gauntlet's hunger quotas
Burn burn em mostly
Stuck unplucking plumage out the poultry
Soaking in bulk on a sofa with duct tape upholstery
Dirty doc stellar space medic
Stoned by the commoners for glowing
Pseudo-floaters bottom feed 'til bloated
Happy trail hitchhikers guide to spanning oblivion
Complete with a thankless 9-5 chapter
You can sign your life after the facts
Wicked soldiers pick it with buddy system logistic motors like Noah's ark ticket holders, pivot
All in a days breath
I guess
Sandman here to foreshadow a day when televisions run over baboon heart transplants
Sketching a glass partially empty 'til their hand cramps
With a iceman's dance if that ain't streamlined and stand with a fan's lamp
But maybe I do
Yeah yeah maybe it's all over, maybe I won the game before the machine ate my quarter
I mean absorbing attention's a must
You don't wanna be overlooked
Yeah but you don't wanna be looked over too much
One up for the dashed hopes of fifty fishermen who crashed boats
and the angels who never hit a bad note when harmonizing
I'm an armor plated farmer
I'm an archer rising with a drawn bow for the karma where the bulls eye clings and argues
Dense, spreads like new names at the writers bench
Either you drink it or sink it, cause ain't no sitting on the fence
You make me chuckle child, it's hells kitchen now, miss
Recognize your life is merely bait for bigger fish
I don't shrug, I study the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequence of uprooting the jungle
I'm huggin' the cycle of Gemini stupid contenders for mutin' the puzzle
I don't budge the motives encased inside the gauntlet's hunger quotas
Encased inside the gauntlet's hunger quotas
- 专辑：Labor Days
- 歌手：Aesop Rock
- 歌曲：Shovel