Aesop Rock, Percee P - Coward of the Year lyrics

Does it feel you're the coward of the year?
You're the coward of the year

I'm so laborious, bright
Its a wreck in dire vocabulary
Adversaries will commence to ignite like
Magnesium oxide combined with peroxide
I'm hazardous, poisonous, the carbon monoxide
Earning stacks, gold
Sterling plaques from burning tracks
Your learning that if your unconcerned with
Rap no turning back now
Man I'll bomb you please from up in the trees
I'll freeze the season with a
Tighter squeeze than anacondas

Ayo, one heart plated with
Purely golden tiles
Mixed with a little mischief, behold style
Load a back alley shaman
Liquid Tomb Raider with


A most fertile assortment of spitting logics
For the lab rats gone
Colossus in the spotlight
Now Aesop Rock be the handle
While your breath control is tough
To breath along is not enough
I correspond to a kick snare blind
But share the passion
But a small percentage of the
Masses and their fashion

You've got a feeling that you got
Me where you want me
I've wait within the palm of your hand
And you've got cartoons in the
Morning while I'm sleeping
I've just got dreams that I don't understand

Supply the checks, Known from Cali
Chi to Lex
My respect and styles some try to get
But die direct from the side affects
You crave Perc cause I'm
Well equip with predicate
Your too delicate for this fella flip
Kid you better get saved first
Called freaks give me no floor
Feet all sweet small peeks
Cause my stocks exchange they bore
Street still the slick
Kicking the illest hit's who kill us
Quick when I build this?
Spit more rounds than Bruce Willis flicks
Ideas and flow raise eyelids that's
Why kids make hybrid rhymes
Supplied with step this God did years
Ago to grasp a taste have to place them in a
Glass case and observe 'em
From a Nasa space center with a mask on face
Coward of the year make others fear
The way this brother is empowered
I am the bomb
Don't try tampering with my brand
Of style could by stand
The only witness? is God's
(this guy's) camera taping me

I'm here
Does it feel you're the coward of the year?
I'm gone too far
Somebody pull me home, too gone
Too far, too gone, too far

Sadly I withered a non-believer
When pride, covetousness, lust
Anger, gluttony, envy
And sloth all form the
Frame of your demeanour i address
But a rapidly lessening portion of majors
Dissolved in the abortion of
Creations new laborers
Pilot burner, riddle of trades, divinity
Composers and tunnel through and out of
Spite the antihero dosage
In a cradle I label the
Dreaded simulation we compile
Tenets embedded within synthetic inclination
We have never dined on bait
So when corrupt crooks
Hook simple Samaritan's eyes buried in books
Shift on a badda datta sun moon
Merger to guard the difference
The New York MC population
Dancing uncontrollable expansion
I, cyclothymic pound dodger
Push a wooden nickel towards a town squatter
Bother me not my wallow 'cross the village
Drunk and mumbling in the streets
'Bout how an angel gets it's wings
With every blue note I release
An angel gets it's wings with
Every blue note I release?
Could this be lies? 'Cause I'ma spit
Cobalt 'til every angel flies
I blew the operation set to clinch Victor
Walkie talkers turn awkward fixtures to
Complete the wicked mixture
The fire and ice combination adjourns fresh
I return with the last
Living specimen caressed
When the earth is vacated
And the populace cleared
I'll be the last star fighter sipping
A goblet of my tears

I'm here
Does it feel you're the coward of the year?
I'm gone too far
Somebody pull me home, too gone
Too far, too gone, too far