Aesop Rock – Kill the Messenger Lyrics

Produced By: Aesop Rock
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Hey stupid, you're listening to Bazooka tooth, dental cannons, molar pistols; shit like that
This is Murs, motherfucker, this is Aesop Rock, Ace Rizzle. Ya know what I'm saying? Check it out, like, Living Legends, Def Jux, if you don't know, now you're informed
Be better prepared for the next time this type of shit goes down. Cause when it's happening and you're unaware you look like a complete asshole
(Fastest motherfucker touching down on kick drums)?

Every leader dead and its making you upset
La da de dah da da, La da de da da da dow dom
Set, set, set...
Every hero dead and its making you forget
Get, get, get
La da de dah da da, La da de da da da dow dom

I'm in and out a pig channel serrated by hand feeders
Army of vicious kidney patrol yam peelers
They sleep in barns and whisper looney conspiracy secrets
Increasing payroll to end is blind, while a.w.o.l. went the leaders
The only mammal officially banned from food chain
For Finishing for over 25 consecutive years on top is aggravating
Alarmingly, the pulse don't bump right
And he's up nights bumping over crunk and bug bites
Who luck like this evening. Stay electric mud blood jockey in for the footing. My last supper starts with a vinaigrette over pickled muppet hearts while sheep tucked deep in the wood chipper. For the shepherd was a milk carton in scissors. Clammy hands make henna run on risky Jenga tugs. They're all sweating, Hell I'm sweatin' too, just ain't nobody sweatin' you!
(Holmes!)
The muck went abacus on labor persperator official biz when auditioning demos by which to live
No whammies, Stop
Triple six game never chose me
Trickery gets hokey
Pick up stix and ponies
You've got mail champ: blow me
Just a trooper with a question mark machine needy
Pointed at the heavens like bee gee on some "where the hells my freebie?"
To clamp war stupid
No land lords or super
No hands
Water no ice cubes Rubik, no plans
No motor movement no dance, no pyrotechnics to enhance
No chance
Too many grown men calling in sick over cramps
I weigh in heavy on the jaded bitter subtracting the frontal gimmick
I want to solve world hunger and fuck a pinup
I want to find a 21st century carbon crutch worthy of pedestal placement and shitty path walking to touch

(Fastest motherfucker touching down on kick drums)?

Every leader dead and its making you upset
La da de dah da da, La da de da da da dow dom
Set, set, set...
Every hero dead and its making you forget
Get, get, get
La da de dah da da, La da de da da da dow dom

Ain't no time to sit and lift stones
So its left to the dogs to find their way home
And you grew up in a similar generation alone
With fist full of humanoid models along the road
With a frank? in your ancient
Fuck if I can find a flesh and bone tour guide to etch me through the makeshift
Every little footprints dated and ancient
Now ima step through this motherfucker impatient

For the first time in a long line of dog fights
Little Lassy will not be returning home tonight

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