The Sea-Aesop Rock/Blockhead

[ti:The Sea] [ar:Aesop Rock/Blockhead] [al:Garbology] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Sea - Aesop Rock/Blockhead [00:00.74]My new fall coat got strange powers [00:03.68]When I'm with it I know I am not the same without it [00:06.42]I like to zip it all the way up 'til I'm only eyes [00:09.48]I wear it when I'm dipping in and out the flow of time [00:13.38]My swerve circle toughies [00:14.55] [00:15.08]I learn em and return to "good for abso-smurfly nothing" [00:18.17]We buddies when ya need a beaver hat to birth a bunny [00:20.80]Any other day it's heed the curse [00:22.70]And don't disturb the mummy [00:24.53]Disturb the mummy [00:25.40]I've heard it turn your Monday [00:26.69]Into bright lights hovering over crop circle country [00:29.90] [00:30.65]Slow clap when your cold facts capsize [00:33.01] [00:33.85]Soul clap through your last rites [00:36.82]Chew gum from "we're losing him" to flatline [00:38.99]And that's life not to be a dagger through your bagpipes [00:42.11]Strike another match with no sensation in my feelers [00:44.77]This is too much information [00:46.23]Breaking plates and taking t-birds away [00:48.37] [00:48.87]He flees Rome between seizures [00:51.20]Still talking grease launching tees into bleachers [00:54.16] [00:54.88]Take him to your leader's leader's leader [00:57.22]Even the redeemer like "I need to speak to senior" ey [01:00.41] [01:01.29]Every dollar you bury under a tree [01:03.52] [01:04.43]All the art that inform how you speak [01:06.66] [01:07.22]Little black books stacked to the beams [01:09.70] [01:10.57]It all falls into the sea [01:12.32] [01:13.34]Shoebox full of photos from the scene [01:15.60] [01:16.24]All the nothing you been stuffing up your sleeve [01:18.73] [01:19.34]More stuff than you possibly need [01:21.53] [01:22.49]It all falls into the sea [01:24.00]If a single point of light off [01:25.66]In the distance got you fuddy-duddies tripping [01:27.63]You should see me when I'm colors from the prism [01:30.17]I don't know if you're busy [01:31.24]But the bunker we resist in got a cupboard full of skulls [01:34.28]You'd make a wonderful addition listen [01:36.67]I could back a nail out from the inside [01:39.18]Scratch through the lid and dig a tunnel toward the wind chimes [01:42.19]It's time any plan to track and split the bounty turn to sand [01:45.27]When mother ain't around to kiss the owies [01:47.99]I show up uninvited break a chair and drink the lava lamp [01:51.15]All you see is fire and karate on the body cam [01:54.20]Golly you're a docile bunch [01:55.50]I'm ushering that posse out the poppy plants [01:57.82]This is my Jumanji not your Zombieland [02:00.16] [02:01.31]Probably eat a couple fingernails but otherwise [02:03.96]Did it all pretending I'm not seeing trails [02:06.16]Known for taking 5 to stick my tongue out in the autumn rain [02:09.56] [02:10.74]That's just how I auto save [02:12.60] [02:13.36]Every dollar you bury under a tree [02:15.42] [02:16.13]All the art that inform how you speak [02:18.55] [02:19.27]Little black books stacked to the beams [02:21.61] [02:22.37]It all falls into the sea [02:24.32] [02:25.13]Shoebox full of photos from the scene [02:27.56] [02:28.22]All the nothing you been stuffing up your sleeve [02:30.66] [02:31.47]More stuff than you possibly need [02:33.47] [02:34.20]It all falls into the sea [02:36.31] [02:37.36]Apple carrot ginger beet juice [02:39.21]Bejeweled nun chucks motherf**k these ghouls [02:42.99]Everything I wear got 3 wolves [02:45.28] [02:45.85]There is no Aes only Zuul ey [02:48.55]People be cool bee smoker puffing smoke [02:51.26]Here to breech the honeycomb steal the honey f**k the drones [02:54.11]Stung thrice still rub his belly in the hammock [02:57.06]Between trees over the Atlantic he's gigantic [03:00.01]Unbelievers get a peak at where my twisters tend to land 'em [03:02.94]And adopt dogs just to tell 'em they're not in Kansas [03:05.99]D**n come and dip a dog into the undertow [03:08.78]That flush you and that button nose [03:10.76]The f**k back to the bunny slope [03:12.59]Sleeping bag in a circle of Carnívora [03:14.88]A hundred thousand deities that can't do nothing for ya [03:18.02]I tell my cat pretend like it's just us and the aurora [03:20.86]She said take me to New York if we both make it to tomorrow [03:23.83] [03:31.24]Every dollar you bury under a tree [03:33.39] [03:34.16]All the art that inform how you speak [03:36.53] [03:37.43]Little black books stacked to the beams [03:39.47] [03:40.34]It all falls into the sea [03:42.11] [03:43.21]Shoebox full of photos from the scene [03:45.61] [03:46.42]All the nothing you been stuffing up your sleeve [03:48.58] [03:49.45]More stuff than you possibly need [03:51.45] [03:52.38]It all falls into the sea