Topic: Coffee - Aesop Rock | |
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one of my favorite verses ever.
there ARE intelligent rappers, i promise! [Chorus] We don't need no walkie-talkies Nope, no walkie-talkies We don't need your coughing when offing the morning coffee, no We don't need no walkie-talkies Nope, no walkie-talkies We just want our hermitry to stay and our coffee to go [Verse 2: Aesop Rock] And the last shall be... First to the curb with the mad cow meat Face in the bars of a regular cell When he woke up high in collectible hell Boom town kid who was taught by the binge That a man who expire with the most **** win That's warpy American nonsense penned by the rich Not a routine friend in a pinch Still not used to the stench How it throws off, otherwise, lucid events In the case the afraid observe I got a Pro-Keds box full of layman's terms It goes, "Hey! Peace! Pray for the plagued! Major relief and capacious rains." But just 'cause I don't want to war with you It don't mean go warm up the barbecue I'm like, "Pardon you! " Sawed off limit My high noon is a quick little minute I don't wanna spend it sitting with a critic Who simply isn't going to ever really get it This HQ is alive and alone No driveway no sign of a home No dial tone, no line for the phone No "World's Tiniest Violin Song." And I might just lie to them all Lie in the morgue with a deep breath hiding and bored; Fighting a smile, highly annoyed When the timing is right I will rise and record Call for the monster beats And Blockhead got animal drums, like he's Doctor Teeth It goes red light, green light, one, two, three One large coffee, **** you, peace |
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Or.
"Until priest's laps are slapped with parental advisory warnings - I'll be auditioning gods in my office on Monday morning." |
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one of my favorite:
To those who grew up thinking faith was a surrender of reason, but not a reason to surrender. |
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