Aesop Rock — Frijoles

Yeah NASA lets try this.. Park your bets Sharks or jets His bark mark targets where the barnacles nest They burrow deep under the carnivore's flesh Without a trace Carnival games Like try to shoot the star out of his face Come double fist them aqua-gats lock box your past and Spoon up the ballooning for high noon saloony antics Walk off with a thumbs up And a stuffed Bullwinkle trinket Pull twinkle out them awestruck baby sockets for a day Yeah that's the ticket Yeah that's the pipe dream That's hater 101 bitch pigs Living guilt trips for the fan base family picnic Who's handshake carry with it Y'all inspire me It's an honor to meet you Now it's randomly fantasy beef stew That's panicky pre-school That's Keebler signs Pikachu And he's poking pinocchi-beezer Where big brother watching ain't Holler back Wally Cleaver Knobby-kneed geezer Whose brittle peddle boat sank Wishing he could re-stitch the images when the kinescope cranked He couldn't You can't My more-than-two lamp with a mongoloid loyalty clause And a done did got busy ambiance That's Lazerface, Megalasaur, Scissor-tongue, Liftedly Money-Murs, Ramble, Printmatic, Hangar, Blockhead and Ravipops And the fam only begins with the last two bars he dropped Add the chrome fangs I'll rewrite Heavy Metal Parking Lot That's why these grapevines could pop shit to me all day I only kick these fucking doors down to make sure the crew o.k Like, food on the plate Thread on the back Kicks on the palette I rock the bells without clown shoes, fried dough, tickets or mallets While the bearded ladies won goldfish from the ping-pong toss challenge Threw like girls and misconstrued the lucky fuck floaters for talent It's sad really... O.k., I'm over it Smolder over composure models like smoke over soldier nostrils 3d bifocal goggle broke over cat walkers There must've been something up in that Long Island tap water Grew to mute Grinch north of Who-ville and his frisky sissy poodle pack Oozing that hollow 'who the mac?' act Aes threw back in junior rap Isn't it strange how it's a fad to bite your idols When the whole reason you liked 'em was cuz their shit wasn't recycled? Come pigeonhole Aesop like he ain't heard it That's no burden Need attention? Better dress them diversions like stripping nurses Kid the cult is thick and media's the sacrificial virgin Purging little man behind curtain opinions This is perfect Look I'm just like y'all Living low-pro to paycheck And when the landlord hollers he hid the 'dro in the tape deck Rocket radio Every success smidgen he harnessed Parks with risk and sick with it clicking in perfect working ratio No frisky out of dodge name blame for sneaky plots With elevated rung placement derived from deep-rooted jealousy issues He cue the raging bull and every due is paid in full With that I forget all you motherfucks that failed to pull Why? Well What's really good? Not a cat who peddles backwards for a hacker's filthy looks Hodge-podge menamena-Muppets available in rubber stamp form Hogwash Harry clamp norm Wear the space cake baker? Order up Curb his pacemaker And vacate personal space in relation to face-raker Built an Einstein-Rosen bridge to '88 with Lincoln Logs and bobby pins Probably when Oz's friends slept on the poppy stems Horseback 60 M.P.H One hand rolling tobaccy badly But it burns out cavalry of concerned worms for mayor But you'll find validity in a penny, right And I got a clear flick of the Loch Ness sucking off Yeti With a knee-jerk response to his budgetary woes He's hooky out the institution's huckleberry mold Style leapt out a Hermann Rorschach margin mark Starving art smashy to slash a martyr heart Trashy to lap her garter belt This is 6 flags Definitive Jux baby We like, love it or leave it out your holler box now Cripple a kitten if a kitten is a culprit You're spilling insignificant frijoles