Aesop Rock, Blockhead, Lupe Fiasco - Pumpkin Seeds lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Aesop Rock, Blockhead, Lupe Fiasco - Pumpkin Seeds lyrics]
Outside isn't what it seem
It seem like nothing up the sleeve
Until it's something loveless digging holes
To cover up with leaves
Between you and your pumpkin seeds
And Powerball and Sunkist Peach
At 1 or 1: 15 AM when all
You want is drugs and peace
All you get is waves and
Waves of uninvited company
Ranger, cleric, hunter, thief
Druid, vandal, huckster, priest
Amateur usurpers and catechism deserters
Re tuning truffle pig noses
To catalytic converters
In between the stirring creatures
I'm keen to the furthest needle drop
Before requesting stitches, it is not
That type of needle, dawg
Dog, the truest unicorn of all
Is human at rest
Waltzing through some hood the future forgets
I just been cooped up in that cuckoo's nest
One phase after complaining
Which depending on your frame
Is apathy or acclimating
Happy cutting off and jumping
In and yelling "Someone, shut the top!"
It isn't just some Funyun run that got
Him on that cut the lock, it's
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
You should probably get accustomed
To the culture shock
Plot to jump behind some bushes
When they cull the flock
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
You should probably get some wind
Up in your mutton chops
Note: the general tone is get the
Dough and fuck the opps
Uh, yo, yeah, uh
Pandora has a Pandora, shorter
Sorta like a daughter, in the core of her
There is more of her
Each subsequent layer has an
Inner and an orbiter corridor after corridor
A never-ending meta narrative
That forever cabbages
Inside of your word salad sandwiches
A formal moral beef i don't call 'em teeth
I call 'em oral coral reefs
Let 'em sink, ya still in
Sync the more you pry
You'll find another five
Hiding inside like a denied's ride
Across a border multiplies
Ya strict discarder is outrunning
Ya inner hoarder the more you excavate it
The more it just absorb her
Can't Art and force a Mario Kart into a Forza
Obscure ya speed limit and
Then record ya Porsche
Report to court more that Zsa
Zsa Gabor divorce lawyer
According to my FOIA spit fire sword drank
In a speakeasy, wrote peace
Treaties in war paint, hah
Inside of the box is just another shoe
Inside of the sock is just another tube
You can put it on if your foot is long
If you find the lost legs of my
Journeys, tell 'em I'm looking for 'em, hah
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
The general tone is what it is
Is what it's not don't be a fool, ya luck is
Shot, I rigged the wheels, go gut the slots
It seem like nothing up the sleeve
Until it's something loveless digging holes
To cover up with leaves
Between you and your pumpkin seeds
And Powerball and Sunkist Peach
At 1 or 1: 15 AM when all
You want is drugs and peace
All you get is waves and
Waves of uninvited company
Ranger, cleric, hunter, thief
Druid, vandal, huckster, priest
Amateur usurpers and catechism deserters
Re tuning truffle pig noses
To catalytic converters
In between the stirring creatures
I'm keen to the furthest needle drop
Before requesting stitches, it is not
That type of needle, dawg
Dog, the truest unicorn of all
Is human at rest
Waltzing through some hood the future forgets
I just been cooped up in that cuckoo's nest
One phase after complaining
Which depending on your frame
Is apathy or acclimating
Happy cutting off and jumping
In and yelling "Someone, shut the top!"
It isn't just some Funyun run that got
Him on that cut the lock, it's
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
You should probably get accustomed
To the culture shock
Plot to jump behind some bushes
When they cull the flock
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
You should probably get some wind
Up in your mutton chops
Note: the general tone is get the
Dough and fuck the opps
Uh, yo, yeah, uh
Pandora has a Pandora, shorter
Sorta like a daughter, in the core of her
There is more of her
Each subsequent layer has an
Inner and an orbiter corridor after corridor
A never-ending meta narrative
That forever cabbages
Inside of your word salad sandwiches
A formal moral beef i don't call 'em teeth
I call 'em oral coral reefs
Let 'em sink, ya still in
Sync the more you pry
You'll find another five
Hiding inside like a denied's ride
Across a border multiplies
Ya strict discarder is outrunning
Ya inner hoarder the more you excavate it
The more it just absorb her
Can't Art and force a Mario Kart into a Forza
Obscure ya speed limit and
Then record ya Porsche
Report to court more that Zsa
Zsa Gabor divorce lawyer
According to my FOIA spit fire sword drank
In a speakeasy, wrote peace
Treaties in war paint, hah
Inside of the box is just another shoe
Inside of the sock is just another tube
You can put it on if your foot is long
If you find the lost legs of my
Journeys, tell 'em I'm looking for 'em, hah
Inside of the box is just another box
Inside of the box is just another box
The general tone is what it is
Is what it's not don't be a fool, ya luck is
Shot, I rigged the wheels, go gut the slots