Aesop Rock - Cat Food lyrics

At night I wear a wolf's
Head on my regular head
Consider an irregular character sketch
Food hoarder, communes with the flora
Computes in cahoots with beauty
And brute force
I've got a brand new normal at
A thirty in New York, plus
Years at the fire pulling portions
Out of corn husks
Never mind time on the short bus
Terrifying errant knights thwarting any
Motherfucking fork tongued-sport
Agita flashing the hind molars
Though his body less a weapon
More a bag of lipomas over medium
Treat skin tags like scratch-offs
Rap like black-ops, rappers like lap dogs
He got the rad moves, catty alpha rat-proof
(wait)
Twenty-sided die at the crap-shoot (wait)
Looking for a black hole
To casually collapse through
Try aisle nine by the cat food there it is
Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge
When the skinny from afar is "Thar
Be gold in them hills"
Time better let a couple truths decay
Or somebody going to rue the day
Check, check, check

Catch 'em on the lam (I ain't joking)
No maps, no muster point
(Nah, I ain't joking)
I put a pebble on a tomb (I ain't joking)
Making bath tub meth i'm joking here we go

The whip got a tongue and teeth too tough
Two blood-shot eyes with a Tungsten bleep
When any putrefying arrow wants
Your lungs in reach
I field a vessel going zero
To the fuck y'all think
And when your function fails I'm
On an undisclosed island
Stroking exotic animals
Open up rocket science
Leaning a jewellers loupe over a
Stolen sock 'o diamonds
Palm made products a portrait
Of modern triumph, try us
Back at the battering ram post haste
Cro mags
Wait till this Saturday plans grow legs
All you hear is intermittent code names
Ricochet around the geometry of
A closed space unfrozen part of his new JO
Face of divine evil, heart of Camu Tao
Some people find the daylight
To be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, dodging and burning

Maybe cause I look like an ugly doll
(I ain't joking)
Pack a wallop in the wheelhouse
(Nah, I ain't joking)
Leave brass tacks everywhere
(I ain't joking) i own many many homes
I'm joking here we go

All hock-tooie no costume
Black hoodie you can set your watch to
Tall drink, daps like an air raid
Radically detach with purveyors
Of the hair-brain down with the ship go a
Dozen fried wild links
Upperway, upper-case tri-state style kings
Get pie-faced
Sent home tied to the sinewaves
Lights off, spine on sideways
Riding down the block
Scooping Bobby in a boogie down
Tony told me tell 'em "Hello
7: 30 noodle-town" cool 'em down
Global domination over salt bake
Situation comedy in broke dude cosplay
You don't want a meeting on an off
Day trading horror stories from the hollows
The summary is as follows:
"These hate those and this thinks
That's absurd" yip yap, y'all cats and birds

Meow meow meow meow meow (I ain't joking)
Talking rubes on the radio
(Nah, I ain't joking)
Uh, suckers never play me (I ain't joking)
I found Jimmy Hoffa's body i'm joking
Here we go