[Aesop MURS, you go get us some food
Alright, is the best I can do. . . what do you want?
Rock] Aesop's hungry
Well what do you
Rock] What's on mind, Big MURS?
Shit, the end of the with a wife at home I pretend is my girl
Rock] Did you your meds today?
20 milligrams worth, but I'm still so amped I can kill a verse What's on your Aes Rock?
[Aesop Shit, the in the kitchen that I scream on everyday but for some reason don't listen
Did you take your today?
[Aesop Yeah, 20 milligrams worth, but I'm feeling so amped I can a damn verse
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[Aesop I was cooling at the park a couple of other Jukies An animated glitch suspended milk money bullies I calculate my zone by how baggy the hoodie I calibrate pyrotechnics on how the jewelry (I keep it Dirty) What? My vibes on that old "Ha ha ha Stick 'Em" a 1950-something wire hanger abortion victim 99 bottles of happy pills on the Take 'em down, pass 'em around before me and eat 'em all
I was cooling at the park with a couple of Jukies We were paused taking on all comers like some Rookies running up their run-of-the-mill raps Crashed, hit 'em all up hundreds of ill slaps The Backslap just happens to be my favorite You take it your shoulder then you take 'em to the pavement We don't take but we take our medication And we bust them raps to Prozac Nation
I wanna go home, I need to take my happy again I wanna go home, I to take my happy pills again I gotta go home, I need to take my happy again I wanna go home, I need to take my pills again
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[Aesop Blockhead, this beat sounds like the theme to the Huston 500 Fuck-Fest Get laughed at like dude in line tryin' to fuck that's suspect Who's ante's up next? Duck I'm buckin' with bonsai big pimpin' With less and women, money that's slippin' Now Golden Eye with sniper rifles in the temple my bludgeoned-to-deranged cups, my triple doors tucked Flip a little wrong tough, it's the right or the wrong stuff Wrong lyrically I'm not clutch upon the mic because you suck
This does like the beat from a porno flick Before we get up off the stage go and warn those That comin' with that oven-fresh DiGiorno Dick I wanna you up, then fill you up Bang this dick into stomach until you reveal your lunch Shove my 8 your face and make you taste your cunt Nah, not really, 'cause my girl would surely me I only rest my cock when my enthrills me
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[Aesop is my pharmacist cupboards full of Klonopin I'm a serotonin re-uptake inhibitor, bronze US See me in cashing in on that See You in Hell thing Decompose like water bucket clutch which people smelting And I seen these weeks without the medicated crust Settle uncivil circuits make the cut I'll tell you what, I'ma freak the out if someone let me use their phone Yo, MURS I gotta go
Aes Rock is my pharmacist, he doesn't own a But he owns a of pills that'll help and keep me calm If you're taking this too serious I'm just bomb I'm screwing with your head like to do em out with brain Surgery inside a shed, I take the meds As Mike Tyson, my life is rollin' out of control need a license to drive myself crazy Catch me on his next album as long as Aesop me
Go to sleep, go to bed Go to sleep, go to bed Go to sleep, yo ass to bed Moherfucker better go to
Def Jux! Motherfucker,