Supercell - Aesop Rock.mp3

Supercell - Aesop Rock.mp3
Supercell - Aesop Rock
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Aesop Ro...
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Aesop Rock
[00:21.300]Die already
[00:22.629]None defy the one-man walled city
[00:24.895]Stone made flesh, veins etched in his hands
[00:27.478]88 stance draped in invasive plants
[00:29.836]And rain dance unsafely, brace for the supercell
[00:32.457]Mutiny or footage for your blooper reel, who can tell
[00:35.178]Pours hot tar from the top of the barn
[00:37.351]Necktie on his head, condor on his arm
[00:39.833]Dog Star in a jar, bordering unsustainable
[00:42.449]Mea culpa, mea culpa, maybe I should pray occult
[00:45.006]Systematic Catholic or sigil of the Baphomet unraveling
[00:47.936]Either way his ID show a snake and skull
[00:50.712]Always been a private dude who couldn't keep a tally
[00:53.271]Of which lies he told who
[00:54.935]Dye his hair, shave, change names and his lazy drawl
[00:57.668]Soon enough I will estrange you all
[00:59.426]I get ghost
[01:10.198]Ghossssst
[01:21.713]Now the beat goes!
[01:22.963]On Dasher
[01:23.795]Half-dead carolers deck a hall, wreck a whole advent calendar
[01:27.528]Brother on speakerphone lurking at the Burgerville
[01:30.148]Bathrobe hammer toes murdering the curb appeal
[01:32.666]Would I be returning or forsaken with the craven and
[01:35.118]Carnivorous vegetation that take him for his Steak-umms
[01:37.950]I dunno I gotta think about it
[01:40.092]Truthfully I don't know which makes me a bigger coward
[01:42.402]Either stomach all the hubris, cash in his two cents
[01:44.906]Loose lips locked up over a chewed Eucharist
[01:47.671]Or, maybe re-appropriate the energy
[01:49.949]Holed up, passing the poultry to Hecate
[01:52.507]Bullheaded burn out fled his own pedigree
[01:54.967]And never better, never would've met your Heaven anyway
[01:57.500]Anyway, merry merry go make soup out of bones
[02:00.280]Just know when the room go cold
[02:02.231]I'm a ghost
[02:10.191]
[02:12.579]Ghossssst
[02:37.209]G-H-O-S-T
[02:39.881]Ghost ghost ghost
[02:41.670]He's ghost
[02:42.558]Flea comb, exorcism and de-worming
[02:44.938]Fitted for a curse and a crown of birds circling
[02:47.495]Search party falling forward unthwarted
[02:49.950]Meet him at the crossroads drawn and quartered
[02:52.488]For a master of puppets, how sad are his cupboards
[02:54.952]Non-dairy creamers, can of last supper
[02:57.403]And a runneth over cup full of black tap water
[02:59.934]Its a marvel of privacy over pack hunter
[03:02.329]Raspberry jelly on his Jesus toast
[03:04.745]And turn heather gray sweats into Easter clothes
[03:07.199]With no immediately measurable crimewave ice-age
[03:09.893]Christ children still skin a cat sideways
[03:12.814]I don't pick teams or administer bans
[03:15.099]I'm in the creek with a pick and a pan, it go
[03:17.587]Forcibly ejected or a voluntary death scene
[03:20.116]Tell 'em what the out-of-order blinking EMF mean
[03:22.667]Ghost
[03:28.850]
[03:32.759]Ghossssst
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