Folk, Stress, Aesop Rock - Quiet lyrics

It's been a year of fear and a week of deceit
Most folks so scared probly shit
In they sleep
After hearing a speech from the
Commander in chief this ain't a bush bash
Clap the magnum and peace
No shit, the world's fucked
There ain't nothing we can do about it
They still win even if we
Got the newest ballot
Do you, cause it is what it is
You get money, give money
We just tryin' to live
Always laugh, smoke weed
Fuck a lot, flip P's
Fuck the cops, good health
No disease, on the beach with a breeze
Good gin, good tonic
Good women, good chronic
Good life, Shakespeare good signing
Get off the internet and out in the world


It's not
Human using MySpace for meetin' a girl
We just becomin' so pathetic, no effort
Madness with no method
And cars with no credit

The pitter patter of paws in a pit of gravel
Chase clip quick and the
Volume is getting louder
Evading a multi headed dog whose
Jaws are little daggers
Zig-zag off and then wash
In the water hazards
What a haggard operation
Lit the city bricks, no grips, no gaffers
A recognizable pattern
Just popped up on the grid in
A random fit of malignancy
Cancer that masticate every tissue
In the industry
Back and as invisible as ever
To the average infantry
Gaffel malt money, fatten up the cows
When the howls hatch up out together
By the ring of jagged jowls
This is how the daily
Sacrifices are corralled
And I never lost my religion
It simply never organized it'self
Into a mission for similar fish to swim in
It isn't prayer circles or
Ribbons around tradition
Justified by the solicited subscriptions
To the vision i work alone to vertigo
Every dirty merchant out
To reinterpret Serpico
Walk on the award-winning Earth
Where behind that moral compass you're
A whore skipping church
Move through the core at a targets, hooves
And what his pilgrimage isn't
And when the people chant
The sing along is free
It go "We are the wild tigers"
"The wild tigers are we"

Well since I heard about Stress sucks
What, you messed up?
Selling it for ten bucks
Toys like a Hess truck who gon' test us?
Speed, never rest up
Tabloids and coke got your
Girlfriend sexed up
Just got checked up, clean bill of health
Lungs like a cheetah with the
Speed and the stealth
Fuck blow I'll just keep weed on the shelf
And tt never gets old cause I chief it myself
"Hey put the blunt out"
Yo what the fuck you say?
Flash you with the green
Never keep it tucked away it's never stale
Always fresh like the duffel yay
Just go and chuck a fucker you
Just in the troubled way
Don't understand me Folk
They seem a bit confused
I'ont spit to lose please
Don't get it misconstrued
I talk shit, my epidermis is the firmest
Feel the goosebumps jump up
Seconds before a skirmish i go and earn it
You steal and try and return it
I learn it and then I use it
Forget it and then I burn it oh shit
Yo you slap they ass back
Back to the days when cats
Really made they ass rat
Now most is runnin' off the
Block like a halfback i want my cash back
Like a check's cashed bring the hands back
Crowd is full of dead fans
Now it's a poppin' party pussy
And it's full of piff
The brothers spittin but we
Scuffle like some pugilists
And what we do when we doin'
It and we do it well
I got a sandwich and a dutch on super chill
New York, New York
The greatest place right here
They hit us with the color
Code cause they like fear ay yo I like free
Still I like me
Ice T from Long Island like Spike Lee
Big glasses big asses
And finesse the sound be so drastic