Aesop Rock - Easy | Текст песни

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• Aesop Rock
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(Thank you)
Cameras or guns, one of yall's gonna shoot me to death
Just know that shit

I take it easy
I take it easy
I take it easy
I take it easy

Upside down.
I pick wigs for beetles
Pry 'em out and pin 'em to the polar of the seesaw
Sofa cobra, shimmy out crater,
Cradle my weight in double wishbone suspension vs. AM clock radio bangers
Downside up in Crippled Acres
And still the fountainhead spittle sniglets
Quicker than Quidditch seekers snatch golden snitches
You can be a part of it! Just park your bark at twenty paces,
Hold this target, and we'll call this bitch a partnership!
(MAN)
The city bred the brittle cheap old little Lego people
Squeezing little Lego Polaroid in key hole
Media breather needed burrow to hide all
While your friends 'n neighbors press stethoscopes to the dry wall
Curl a worm tongue tight (tight)
Bitten behind a vamp chopper foaming
Lambchoppy sock puppet Fear and Loathing
Need phoners ASAP to build careers out of misquoting
So I read Aesop interviews and get schooled on my own motives
It's "Pocket full of nickels"
Like Cool Hand Luke decapitating parking meters
When the pigs blew the whistles like windmills
I went to jail overnight for putting a sticker on a phone booth.
Now by the time y'all did that paperwork,
How many new rapists merk?
Panicky banister Silver Surf over the wobbles
Where the potholes be the ulcer in the stomach of the God show
You blinded by the light, you might just plummet through the cosmos
Meet Apollo sandman function before the whore hit the high note

I take it easy
The ice is thinning in the valley of the
Jeep beats
And when the freaks come out I hug a
TV
Somehow a channel zero bender's less
Creepy
's bliss. Repeat with a twist.

Easy
When every Martian in the market holler
"Be me"
The all city opinion spigot
Leaky
Ya learn more when your mouthpiece
Retreat
's bliss. Now listen to this:

Oh, okay.
All day, every day.
Oh, all right.
All night, every night.

Who's capitán gon' spew stale venom
Not mine.
I hung my hammock in the bedlam
But when the potentially lucrative race horse gets deaded
I wake up for a second and help the betters count their blessings
But cannot cratchet crutch the Ebeneezer limps much longer
Flaccid flimsy songbirds, classic dizzy wrong turns
For the long term got a dragon all achy
Torn between the lending of a helping five knuckles
And a charter your own escape
Now it's like,
Sufferin' succotash, bucko, ducks in the chuckle patch.
10-4 on that, stinger operation. Wingman, double back.
Fuck it, let him roam the home of the mange ridden emaciated slave pain cave children game
Not all players heal the same.
Learn it - or don't learn shit, my radio is on regardless
I tune out pardons and tune in starlets
Carbon and pre-David/Goliath live Paleolithic bias
Who walks on all fours dragging the cadaver of King Midas
Now it's Thor dwarf war hammers, Elvin bow and arrow aimers
Documentation of the rate at which narrow tapers
Hermit crab, honest cat, trying to raise the roof in my own TV room
And still get the security deposit back
Call Ripley skippy
Motorhead dope fixture on some go to bed no dinner
Hold your head cold winter
Ease up out of the ghastly, desert dozer cliques stranded on cloud 8
Proud of their pogo sticks
I stay left
Along came a spider, sprung and alert
I stay def
Who makes records with his tongue in the dirt
Suffer the dirty earth crisis with a license to flirt
Buffer the mighty tighty sequins with a price on the merch
Covert Mr. Blizzard shoulder, he always acts all pissy
Plus your friend said I was an asshole when he met me!
No bad moods aloud when you're in the public eye,
Kill it. You are the weakest link.
Goodbye.

I take it eas