Aesop Rock - Lotta Years lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Aesop Rock - Lotta Years lyrics]
The kid that work down
At the local Baskin-Robbins
Got a tattoo of a lipstick
Print attached above his collar
I watched him relocating pistachio
To a waffle thinking I had lost the plot if
Not the passion for the novel
He asked me what I wanted
I ordered something daft
He said he liked the tattoo Alex
Drew me of the bats
Thanks I like it too but modestly confess
In present company
My coloring is not the main event
Look at that neck
The message is immediate, the guy effs chicks
I spent a lot of years
Making friends with cool artists
So when they drew me tattoos
I could truly feel important
Now some 22 year old inside a
Cube of brick and mortar
Got me questioning my morals and
Their corny pecking order
I should give a shit less cherry-No Whip-Yes
Lotta years uh, lotta years
The girl that work down at
The local juice place
Got a head full of dreadlocks
Down to her waist
I watched her add the spinach to
The ginger to the grapes
My hair was underwhelming
My juice was fucking great
Some lady orders Maca, compliments the locks
She asked how many years it took
The girl to grow the crop
"It took a lot of years and
Then eventually I cut 'em, kept 'em
Reattach 'em anytime I want 'em"
My mind's fucking blown
The future is amazing, I feel so fucking old
I bet you clone your pets and
Ride a hover-board to work
I used a folding map to find
The juice place in the first
These kids are running wild
I'm still recovering from church
You should have seen me in the 90s
I could ollie up a curb
You should have seen me in the 80s
I was bumping New Edition
Dragging acne into Hades
Lotta years naw mean? Lotta years
At the local Baskin-Robbins
Got a tattoo of a lipstick
Print attached above his collar
I watched him relocating pistachio
To a waffle thinking I had lost the plot if
Not the passion for the novel
He asked me what I wanted
I ordered something daft
He said he liked the tattoo Alex
Drew me of the bats
Thanks I like it too but modestly confess
In present company
My coloring is not the main event
Look at that neck
The message is immediate, the guy effs chicks
I spent a lot of years
Making friends with cool artists
So when they drew me tattoos
I could truly feel important
Now some 22 year old inside a
Cube of brick and mortar
Got me questioning my morals and
Their corny pecking order
I should give a shit less cherry-No Whip-Yes
Lotta years uh, lotta years
The girl that work down at
The local juice place
Got a head full of dreadlocks
Down to her waist
I watched her add the spinach to
The ginger to the grapes
My hair was underwhelming
My juice was fucking great
Some lady orders Maca, compliments the locks
She asked how many years it took
The girl to grow the crop
"It took a lot of years and
Then eventually I cut 'em, kept 'em
Reattach 'em anytime I want 'em"
My mind's fucking blown
The future is amazing, I feel so fucking old
I bet you clone your pets and
Ride a hover-board to work
I used a folding map to find
The juice place in the first
These kids are running wild
I'm still recovering from church
You should have seen me in the 90s
I could ollie up a curb
You should have seen me in the 80s
I was bumping New Edition
Dragging acne into Hades
Lotta years naw mean? Lotta years