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Much of the night drifted by peacefully, and then I heard it One, two, one, two Beauty braid the beast hair And bring him chicken pelmeni in the fake Eames chair I need Sade on a speaker, in need of repair The same way all God's creatures need air Feed four fish and a snail, I was told, hitched I said "Make yourself at home," he been multiplying since Counted fifteen, there's a new one every time Like you lend a friend your Jeep, and he go use it in a crime You told me you was going to Costco How they found it later in a pond outside Chicago? Why you only holler when it's contra in the foxhole? Why you never pop in with some tacos and an Optimo? Lhasa Apso Rock, I'm not just a phase I'm at the spot in pajamas till I'm a notch on a blade You in some shit, you hit the hip, I get the rockets engaged Now how does one see a solid, and one a polymer clay? Huh? The job is not the dock of the bay I know that's not a popular take I'm down to bottle shit up, but I guess it got me today I seen the cat break a vase and I broke my bottle the same Look, peek into what's popping beyond the event horizon Letras de cancionesIt's a war on dirty dishes to a blur of Ken and Mayim I'm jealous of that Mrs. Meyers lemon-lime alliance They been friends since like forever, always effortlessly vibing I ain't lyin', the crib is an A/V club Butterfly a piece of tech, liberate the weed crumbs See me to a tedium, dress it as meditation Being lost in repetition is what get us through the ch-ch-ch-ch Changes, Aes' is plain aimless, long day of ricocheting at the wrong angles All the way dazed it's part of what make him dangerous Particle man, party with the straight to VHS, ey! Brought up on some always at the ready for collect call From "It's Aes, I'm at the mall, come get me" Pre-celly when both of our time mattered And you ain't have to probe or notice some kinda pattern The nose knows well in advance of the Geiger counter If something's in the air, when compared to the prior encounter It isn't Incommunicado It's a lotto Even if you buy a ticket, you lucky to win a convo Or visit, lemme catch you up on the crib I got a palm in the corner about as tall as the kid I got a fig in this other corner, it's dwarfing the palm A tiny peek into the florals we been hoarding at home Homes, hunchback of Rome, get the Cain raised Even aged to a jump-scare away from the grave Yeah, two can play cave Yay! From Letras Mania