Aesop Rock – Boot Soup (Official Audio)

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LISTEN / BUY HERE: VINYL / CD / MERCH: SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE: FOR MORE ON AESOP ROCK: Song Credits: Written & Produced By Aesop Rock Additional Instrumentation By Grimace Additional Federation Vocal By Homeboy Sandman Lyrics: You can’t eject the new soy bomb, boiled tongue that hop out the foil swan, clock in, pull coin from the koi pond, you’re a pull-toy, bon voyage, yea boy, I’m a lame from the paint chips, no slave to the grain or the trade winds, phase in, deflate the whole snake pit, gotta hunt, got a hunch y’all ain’t shit, lay up off of that lightning rod, over shaking those icy palms, brief announcement, I’m peaking out , if I feel surrounded, I might King Kong, even now defy moderation, my streak allegiant, my body failing, I’m east of Eden, not holidaying, these feet a realized sovereign nation, each free to Watusi, and do so duly , at night when the zoo get toothy, a once and future goon, own the the exit row, burn the leeches off, throw the second stone, note the pest control, claw the peepers out, hold the telephone, shit, here go 13 loops in a rope, for the truth, what it do, what it don’t At the colosseum grown numb, hello as in what have you become, I can not have been the only one, I can not have been the only one, figured y’all would never pony up, slither off into the going, I can not have been the only one gone, I can not have been the only one Born of an elusive baboon troop, horse flies that backstroke the boot soup, show up like an eyeball in the moon roof, one false move, dude, you’re a food group, old friends turn flames to the hayride, I was kinda unimpressed with the AI , get gutsy or crushed in the canines, bring a steak knife, bring a trail guide, breaking out of that boarded house, faking normal has worn me down, hit the road, a old misanthrope, alone, tip me over and pour me out , cozy up to that pressure cooker, my heart’s a bottle, my head’s a butcher, my blood a mix of both milk and sugar, I push the pencil, no pencil-pusher, kid had beentoxic folk in the sphere, kept it afloat, I was frozen in fear, in the closure the ghost just won’t disappear, it make the whole globe a road to nowhere, jokes on you I’m going nowhere, still 5-0 is “whoa there”, oh dear, stoney baloney drum the undo, 2 score plus, never been a stuffed suit At the colosseum grown numb, hello as in what have you become, I can not have been the only one, I can not have been the only one, figured y’all would never pony up, slither off into the going gone, I can not have been the only one, I can not have been the only one, know the fee the fi the fo the fum, notice a bouquet of bone and blood, I can not have been the only one, I can not have been the only one, over the crowd it was “yo wassup”, under his breath it was “holy fuck”, I can not have been the only one, I can not have been the only one, meanwhile back at the brackish, half-man, patch-in, splash with the hapless, tag every hack in the badlands, spoon-gagged, amass the too trashy, rag tag , rad to the last Boo Radley, bad back and limbs that don’t act right, still flap with the bats in the black light, architect of hard luck, turn love to a crash site, after lunch, before nap time, Z zzz, jaws on floors, a 2-bit tour de force, I’m all yours, rabid and raised to rig the game booth, I lick the plate clean, I lick the blade too, look, 10 beepers, even the freak elite, fall back when the creature leap, his UFO throw shade sea-to-sea, jeez Louise, an omen to read and weep, the road been: brain for the hunt, nose for the bone broth, cold shoulder programmed to stonewall, old dog I’m known to cold know all, don’t wait ’til the whole shit snowball, one peak at the code in the moleskin, might just render you part of the potion, whoa, never you mind the moth eggs, I’m warm and the TV is on always #AesopRock #BootSoup #SpiritWorldFieldGuide

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  1. Verse 1]
    You can't eject the new soy bomb
    Boiled tongue that hop out the foil swan
    Clock in, pull a coin from the koi pond
    You're a pull-toy, bon voyage
    Yeah, boy, I'm a lame from the paint chips
    No slave to the grain of the trade winds
    Phase in, deflate the whole snake pit
    Gotta hunt, got a hunch y'all ain't shit
    Layup off of that lightning rod
    Over shaking those icy palms
    Brief announcement, I'm peeking out
    If I feel surrounded, I might King Kong
    Even now, defy moderation
    My streak allegiant
    My body failing
    I'm east of Eden, not holiday
    And these feet a realized sovereign nation
    Each free to Watusi and do so duly
    At night whеn the zoo get toothy
    A once and futurе goon, own the exit row
    Burn the leeches off, throw the second stone
    Note the pest control, claw the peepers out
    Hold the telephone, shit
    Here go thirteen loops in a rope
    For the truth, what it do, what it don't

    [Chorus]
    At the coliseum grown numb
    Hello as in what have you become?
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one
    Figured y'all would never pony up
    Slither off into the going gone
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one

    [Verse 2]
    Born of an elusive baboon troop
    Horseflies that backstroke the boot soup
    Show up like an eyeball in a moon roof
    One false move, dude, you're a food group
    Old friends turn flames to the hayride
    I was kind of unimpressed with the AI
    Get gutsy or crushed in the canines
    Bring a steak knife, bring a trail guide
    Breaking out of that boarded house
    Faking normal has worn me down
    Hit the road, an old misanthrope
    Alone, tip me over and pour me out
    Cozy up to that pressure cooker
    My heart's a bottle, my head's a butcher
    My blood a mix of both milk and sugar
    I push the pencil, no pencil-pusher
    Kid been had toxic folk in a sphere
    Kept it afloat, I was frozen in fear
    In the closure, the ghost just won't disappear
    It make the whole globe a road to nowhere
    Joke's on you, I'm going nowhere
    Still, 5-0 is, "Woah there," oh dear
    Stoney bologna, drum the undo
    Two score plus, never been a stuffed suit

    [Chorus]
    At the coliseum grown numb
    Hello as in what have you become?
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one
    Figured y'all would never pony up
    Slither off into the going gone
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one
    Know the fee, the fi, the fo, the fum
    Notice a bouquet of bone and blood
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one
    Over the crowd it was, "Yo, what's up?"
    Under his breath it was, "Holy fuck"
    I cannot have been the only one
    I cannot have been the only one

    [Verse 3]
    Meanwhile back at the brackish
    Half-man, patch-in, splash with the hapless
    Tag every hack in the badlands
    Spoon-gagged, amass the too trashy
    Ragtag, rad to the last Boo Radley
    Bad back and limbs that don't act right
    Still flap with the bats in the black light
    Architect of hard luck, turn love to a crash site
    After lunch, before naptime
    Z-Z-Z-Z, jaws on floors
    A two-bit tour de force, I'm all yours
    Rabid and raised to rig the game booth
    I lick the plate clean, I lick the blade too, look
    Ten beepers, even the freak elite
    Fall back when the creature leap
    His U.F.O. throw shade sea to sea
    Jeez Louise, an omen to read and weep
    The road been brain for the hunt, nose for the bone broth
    Cold shoulder programmed to stonewall
    Old dog, I'm known to cold know all
    Don't wait 'til the whole shit snowball
    One peek at the code in the moleskin
    Might just render you part of the potion, woah
    Never you mind the moth eggs
    I'm warm and the TV is on always

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