Coma lyrics

Artist  : Aesop Rock 
Song : Coma



 Send "Coma" Ringtone to your Cell 

 'We now present to you...music' *cut up*
'Music to make you stutter'

[Aesop Rock]
I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention
Trooper burst result of Speed Racer and Dragon
Ball Z gene splicing
Mach force, blind the extorted style from the
common dirty
Destiny dream sighting, important as split the
prints
God shift the planet screaming 'What on Earth is
that?'
I sit back five dimensions
Only to muscle the overcooked specimen
Fending tragic fatality successful dodging
violets
All hail Mary and hello dollies!
I flow ridiculous, indigenous to now
Who holds the fit golden ticket?
Saw the wicked war phantom mansion beyond the
pickets
The house next door to when the stickball clears
the fence
Y'all hesitate to pitch it!
I was walking through a pinball tilt built
landscape
Terradactle circling turtle
I bite the bullet in a wingspan shadow
Suck and rust the oxygen gulps
And spit the metal directly back up the barrel
We icegrill the silhouettes (right)
The common decency factors a lowball estimate of
zero
My testament is striking b-boy stances
Dancing past the foggy mirror
With wipes clean the billy goat beard, camoflague
the spirit
I'm at six degrees of sexy sarcasm
Yeah never swam up inside summerjam classic
Under the bed backwards bastard
Scaverning the carnival grounds for an outlet
WHO THE F**K IS AES ROCK?
I'm not a name to keep at arms length
Adjacent to little ? quilt makeshift
Sick security mechanism, check your mission
I am not a vision, check your mission
Just a simple sourpatch delinquent
 
No it will not help you shove your Lincoln

[Chorus] 2x
I alone settle
I alone peddle in the mud
I alone, I condone rebel zone planting
I alone stand in a social coma
All up to your dome, follow I alone

'Now you see me, now you don't' [Method Man]

*Scratches*

[Aesop Rock]
Well he was ? enough but still scraped up hockey
won it
Three in amation for the kids
Brick foot ironlung honor
Escape through the night like a disgruntled teen
Krylon bomber
Without a care inside from posting the roster
Mal-adjusted blank faced civilian dispersed
feelings
Reeling in several separate defunct fame-booster
modules
This nervous twitch mark the most delectable
ingredient
See Aesop starving troops in cell blocks with
strap-on feeding bins
(More like) Like I'd auction off a f**k for that
blind cause you ride in
I'd rather find the floors and watch you hide
them
Feel the haggered look penetrate brain castle
Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour
wind collection
(FLASH FLOODER!)
You're a f**kin wind-up toy
A goddamn four string criminal trading card
The reason they decorate the fonts of closing
credits
To boost on-looker amusement after fading hard
Catch more Z's than Rip Van Winkle's 12 Step
Narcolepsy Seminar
The action, we all compete the masked illusion
The commonfolk, I provoke em all
Challenge thirty balance
I alone pour talent while they fidget
If the revolution ain't gon' be televised
Then f**k, I'll probably miss it

Chorus 2x