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{Rob Sonic}diamond in the backgun proof topeye inside metal mouthkung-fu chopone-way ticketto a three dog nightwhen there's six million ways to make these dogs biteCaroline a blue rubysequence tar heelcarrots, try the soup (?)green Jesus car wheeltattoo of a scarhalf a sleeveless arm shieldmake yer girl wanna put 'em on the glass like Garfield {Aesop Rock}fairy contest Go!you win, I was never good at thatalways shook his head with any hooks attached(...?) of daysdrag a trail of slime and wastecatch you outside quickie mart, the mini-mall, or time and spaceI am too looped in systematic moving patternsLetras de cancionesmeticulously plotted with miniature pewter dragonsthe dark heart news penny any necromancyon to plan B, panic and channel the nothin' Bambi {Chorus (Aesop Rock)}pee in the door when there's nobody home(...?) when there's mail in the boxrockin the bus on a rollery phonesomething to write on the way of the walk {Rob Sonic}landed in the smokey collat(?) on the way to sturgessmeltin' down the silver from chains and then makin' stirrupsturn upon the news in a segment on wasted purposewhen it's death before dishonorwords before trade insurance pygmy dart horse and poison place where the circle iswolf pack legions and heathens that breathe the virgin skinsrow bombers for Dora complete with permanent (?)purple heart fastened to leaf of Adidas turtle tips {Aesop Rock}oh wooden tangleswet like a hell-holeso sick spiders tattoo it on the elbowsguest star rebuilt cozy inside the milk barjukebox (...?)ingfor the tune to break the bell jarzero miss liftingsplit-screen, left side's friend diedright side, a witch's crypt crypting (Gross)i'm cranky like nobody understands mewhite tee, dagger in the back, nothing fancy {Chorus} {Rob Sonic}mayhem of mosaic Passaic river of guppy griefcause and effect to the timid limb of your hugging treecut in a 3-way divided amongst a rugby teamwho can either take or leave emor feed em game like it's Chuck E. Cheesereally rotten doctor shocks of the all starsnewspaper letters that'll end in his hallmarksstuck in traffic stonedstopped at the Walmartwhile I beastand then maul cops like Paul Bl(...?) {Aesop Rock}while I beastinstall bombs in doll partspawn shops, stalwarts(...?), broad swords(...?) clocks, long dartsshockin(?) on a sock drawerporn drawn armsjarred prawn heartsI thrilled, killed, coked, and sold with raw mattermilled, spilled guts, and drummed with Thor's hammerdocument the war of the department store's Santasfrom the POD of cameras hid in the dog's antlers {Chorus} From Letras Mania