Barcade - Atmosphere/Slug.mp3

[00:17.953][Verse 1: Aesop Rock]
[00:26.730]Uh
[00:27.525]Duck, duck, I'm too next
[00:28.844]Punks jump to get suplexed
[00:30.707]My two cents is y'all ****ed up
[00:32.300]So come buddy up with these moose heads
[00:33.894]I get blood and guts on my work clothes
[00:35.757]So no turncoats and no funny stuff
[00:37.351]I go turbo, ya do run run, or get chaperoned back to bumble****
[00:40.798]Rabbit holes on rabbit holes, with no long goodbyes, I just vamonos
[00:44.254]I might reappear as some vagabond who yell dirty words into a traffic cone
[00:47.447]Ain't shit but some sick joke, I don't mix well with this milquetoast
[00:51.159]Day ones get wished well, but I give hell to these bridge trolls
[00:54.611]It go late night, I'm no saint, I'm so gone, don't change
[00:58.067]I ain't old school, I ain't new school
[00:59.667]I'm more no school like snow days
[01:01.525]Stowaways start popping out, posse up on y'all stomping grounds
[01:04.707]Mainstays turn nomad, it's still no match for these foxhounds
[01:08.429]Smokestack, I'm dead inside, four wheels, one hell ride
[01:11.616]Two hands with ten middle fingers, one shit grin, two pecked eyes
[01:15.062]All pressurized
[01:16.125]Ante up, my tantrum is on full tilt
[01:18.521]Drum roll, come talk tough, I'm like cough cough, it's all bullshit
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[01:22.773][Verse 2: MF DOOM]
[01:23.039]Shitty fingers in your weed jar
[01:23.837]This whole world is like VR
[01:25.689]Free shows at the rebar
[01:27.282]All hokey and yeehaw
[01:28.880]Keep plucking your guitar
[01:30.474]See par dipped off the price is right
[01:32.334]Free car, we are
[01:34.199]Bob Barker, much darker
[01:36.047]Black parka, fat marker
[01:37.639]Mic sparker
[01:38.706]Metal face, more bodies than a
[01:40.036]Night stalker
[01:41.098]Ramirez switching all the he says, she says
[01:44.289]Prefer to follow her
[01:46.148]Unless she itching between these legs
[01:48.001]Meticulous, hero shine, zero swine, green eggs
[01:51.457]Pack got more whiny rappers that's more annoying than scene kids
[01:54.644]Villain crush green dust into fine powder
[01:57.037]Vanilla Dutch, pop clutch, feel rush
[01:59.689]Feel up on the real nuts
[02:01.282]No pause, rappers all broads, no bras
[02:04.742]Violating all the smoke laws
[02:06.601]White lies, folklores, bleed out, no gauze
[02:09.792]Zombies with their headsets
[02:11.640]Nah, he's not dead yet, bet
[02:14.566]Been centuries fighting armies and these death threats
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[02:17.756][Verse 3: Slug]
[02:18.023]Take a breath before we sink into the depth of darkness
[02:20.946]The rich people are tryin' to eat you, better protect your armpits
[02:24.124]Mommy, pick up your telephone and accept the charges
[02:27.318]I'll see you next thirsty Thursday when I collect your garbage
[02:30.775]They unfamiliar, but they still present respect regardless
[02:34.220]Never starvin' for attention, never begged for pardons
[02:37.940]I checked your references, they all said that you're extra harmless
[02:41.131]I'll straight up ****in' son you, then I'll catch some bargains
[02:44.852]I might be your plug, it depends on where your heart is
[02:48.034]You might be my plug, it depends on where your farm is
[02:51.491]I'll take a smart dog with sauerkraut and Parmesan
[02:54.946]And you can find me tryin' to make party until the stars are gone
[02:58.657]First-time caller, tryin' to holler at Martians
[03:02.114]I might be servin' cauliflower at the farmers market
[03:05.570]Rest in peace to all the energy outside of the margin
[03:09.012]And leave a candle in the window, that's for Michael Larsen