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Aesop Rock - Shovel lyrics
I don’t shrug instead of the ramifications of my shovel Lovin the consequences of uprooting the jungle I’m huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped contenders from viewin the puzzle I don’t budge the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2 My kitchen sink leaks like your itching to speak a secret ‘bout the world spins yet nobody’s pledged allegiance and why? His beaming smile knew a private agony that burns And when the children met divinity I sat to watch the merge It goes pandemonium live Ya’ll mutha fuckers stand up volunteer tantrums while your playin summin vivid Play your sympathy card till the misery clash And a basket case is in a classless matrix with elastic stitches Raggin a bag of lonely poem remnants Short of breath like you’re short of fresh You’re a portable mess Carpetbagger spearheading tear peddeling pretentious art critics, orphans Trying to dismiss those pioneering their fortunes You’re a spectacle Pushin for pedagogue lacin up paper weights walkin on stilts talking You touched the hand of God and I’m like What are all these evils that plagued the hearts of man by sweet talking border patrol until they fold and let them in You got your life in a basket before you could say instant classic Like the king of the mountain requires a boost I’ll bury the hook in my belly just to volunteer at live aid clinics For the thrill of 9 great mimics with 18 bloody lips, spittin Beanstalk, chalking outlines before figures fly Walking uphill trying to get down Prominent ghost town litigate battle pitch darkness when the light switch hits the *artistry* circuit board breaker Service in the greater half of nature See money go wild shook when the exploitation incubated lovely Warmingly *piggy leader* colony to comfort Numb enough to deny the sin pins and evil needles even punctured Till he wont define his turne and can still function I don’t shrug instead of the ramifications of my shovel Lovin the consequences of uprooting the jungle I’m huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped contenders from viewin the puzzle I don’t budge the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2 Burn burn em mostly Stuck unplucking plumage out the poultry Soaking in bulk on a sofa with ductape upholstery Dirty doc stellar space medic Stoned by the commoners for glowing Psuedo bloaters * buy them beats till bloated* Happy trail hitchhikers guide to spanning oblivion Complete with a thankless 9-5 chapter You can sign your life after the facts Wicked soldiers pickin with buddy system logistic motors like Noah’s ark ticket holders, pivot All in a days breath I guess Sandman hit up or shatter a day when television run over baboon heart transplants Sketching a glass partially empty till their hand cramps With a iceman dance (?) and stand with a (?) But maybe I do Yeah yeah maybe it’s all over, maybe I won the game before the machine ate my quarter I mean absorbing attention's a must You don’t wanna be overlooked Yeah but you don’t wanna be looked over too much One up for the dashed hopes of fifty fishermen who crashed boats and the angels who never hit a bad note when harmonising I’m an armour plated farmer I’m an archer rising with a drawn bow for the karma where the bulls eye clings and argues Dense, spreads like new names at the writers bench Either you drink it or sink it, coz there ain’t no sitting on the fence You make me chuckle child, it’s hells kitchen now, miss Recognize your life is merely bait for bigger fish I don’t shrug instead of the ramifications of my shovel Lovin the consequences of uprooting the jungle I’m huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped contenders from viewin the puzzle I don’t budge the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X4 Encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2 |
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