Prefuse 73, Aesop Rock - Sabbatical with Options lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Prefuse 73, Aesop Rock - Sabbatical with Options lyrics]
"Are you leaving for the country?
You say the city brings you down" " dniheb "
I hung a lung over the only oak in BK
This was after having perused every crook
Nook tucked in a scrupula
That the growth of the neighborhood on
His last city b day
And as they ushered in the kiddies
Handing each one that
Gift-wrapped Louisville aluminum
Swing batter chatter box
Black tar gather at a scrape for
The cake going six from the
Bus traffic half a dozen summoned from
A love of drug magic
Fire in the max cap beater need a beer from
His fierce drug habit's and
Heaters under the mattress
Love 'em all to death but I'm slowing down
Faster and I know this town backwards
Lookin' at him different cause he
Boasts with no liquor
In the glass he wet his lips with
Never preach for the rights or relatives
But I reach for the clicker if
The picture isn't helping 'em
Bet he bleached up, shimmy at a
Seat belt, Jimmy over city limit's
Giddy-up and leap
Left, he steps with a duffel bag shuffle
Most don't focus so his folks won't notice
Those old jokes don't hold him
With the voltage of the
Moldy hocus pocus heat a geezer
Mostly grows with so
1985 Dodge Ares hand me down freebie
Piece of fucked with shit with
The fuckin yellow plates you are
Going to start for me
Do not do this today, look, man, look
You have been very good to me, okay?
I'm gonna start the ignition I'm gonna
Point you in one direction
All you have to do is go look
I'm not even gonna steer man please
I am so dangerous
In another frame lame get a wet peggin' F on
The octane cater full tank
Pull rank mater mater
Fall off to adhere to look
Three tears cookin up here's to the shrunk
Empire city stuck in the rearview
He get gone why? I dunno, had an itch
Had a flame at both ends of the wick
Center in a brick ran him off ditch
Let alone mad piper I don't wanna rat pack
When a back's set for a tap spinal
Get away bad driver
Eyesight like a bat's and a bad
License both got a bronx
Zoo with a lockpick kid slip
Back by the last vipers
And tigers and bears you will
Hold down new york
I will be back to reclaim if I'm bored
They like "Oh, Aes' buggin
Yeah he gonna leave"
They said Well that's a bit
Of a radical process
I was like "Hey man, I put my time
In, I gotta, I gotta do somethin man
I tend to call it my sabbatical-with-options"
I might be back, Here's to you and
You and you, y'all are the ones
You're gonna come see me
I'mma have a fuckin bash, country
Crib man for a minute, at least try
This shit, man, I been a long-ass
Time to get this fuckin house
I can't deal with this shit
You say the city brings you down" " dniheb "
I hung a lung over the only oak in BK
This was after having perused every crook
Nook tucked in a scrupula
That the growth of the neighborhood on
His last city b day
And as they ushered in the kiddies
Handing each one that
Gift-wrapped Louisville aluminum
Swing batter chatter box
Black tar gather at a scrape for
The cake going six from the
Bus traffic half a dozen summoned from
A love of drug magic
Fire in the max cap beater need a beer from
His fierce drug habit's and
Heaters under the mattress
Love 'em all to death but I'm slowing down
Faster and I know this town backwards
Lookin' at him different cause he
Boasts with no liquor
In the glass he wet his lips with
Never preach for the rights or relatives
But I reach for the clicker if
The picture isn't helping 'em
Bet he bleached up, shimmy at a
Seat belt, Jimmy over city limit's
Giddy-up and leap
Left, he steps with a duffel bag shuffle
Most don't focus so his folks won't notice
Those old jokes don't hold him
With the voltage of the
Moldy hocus pocus heat a geezer
Mostly grows with so
1985 Dodge Ares hand me down freebie
Piece of fucked with shit with
The fuckin yellow plates you are
Going to start for me
Do not do this today, look, man, look
You have been very good to me, okay?
I'm gonna start the ignition I'm gonna
Point you in one direction
All you have to do is go look
I'm not even gonna steer man please
I am so dangerous
In another frame lame get a wet peggin' F on
The octane cater full tank
Pull rank mater mater
Fall off to adhere to look
Three tears cookin up here's to the shrunk
Empire city stuck in the rearview
He get gone why? I dunno, had an itch
Had a flame at both ends of the wick
Center in a brick ran him off ditch
Let alone mad piper I don't wanna rat pack
When a back's set for a tap spinal
Get away bad driver
Eyesight like a bat's and a bad
License both got a bronx
Zoo with a lockpick kid slip
Back by the last vipers
And tigers and bears you will
Hold down new york
I will be back to reclaim if I'm bored
They like "Oh, Aes' buggin
Yeah he gonna leave"
They said Well that's a bit
Of a radical process
I was like "Hey man, I put my time
In, I gotta, I gotta do somethin man
I tend to call it my sabbatical-with-options"
I might be back, Here's to you and
You and you, y'all are the ones
You're gonna come see me
I'mma have a fuckin bash, country
Crib man for a minute, at least try
This shit, man, I been a long-ass
Time to get this fuckin house
I can't deal with this shit