Push Button Objects, Aesop Rock - Shut Down lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Push Button Objects, Aesop Rock - Shut Down lyrics]
Seven! (Where the fuck is the weed?)
Seven, you got the weed?
Yo, is the weed here? Seven
Anchor, I want you to "beat Seven down"
Yeah, no problem
Let’s get this record started alright?
Sitting on the bus
Three nickels in the Walkman
High as fuck, loopy cadet
Bent stupor out the bullpen
Flexed it with the fulcrum, but (what)
Not quite enough
Cause if the non-factor met bad
Posture my little zone combust
The driver hates his job
I can tell by the way he keeps saying "I
Hate this fucking job" to
Every civilian that boards
I'm just happy the academy lets
Roaches ride the NTA
Cause i got a full glass
With an otherwise empty day
Citizen culprit's aim for the
Plug jesus freak lectures
But it's like "Homie, I can't hear you"
Park the traffic tryin to sharpen
Up the bear tooth
Animatronic tapeworm raid germinate
Random tantrum
So I twitch every time the "feed me
Seymour" farmers plant one
Servin' me silly or work with me
No grey area burden me filthy or kill me
Murder me quickly
Hack me to ribbons and serve me
With grit's to the sickly
Tack me to the menu with
The all you-can-eat entries
I watch with a laminated iris
Mother fuck the leeches
And contaminated sidekicks
Mother fuck the bleachers where they
Seat the vacant hybrids
Mother fuck that sacred virus squirming
Through the hi jinks
Bounce to the scarlet carpet
Bomb boombox noise activators
Sat with the fat lady and voodoo magic maker
Said "Homie do your thing"
Said "Homegirl let him do his thing
When i give the signal
I want you to stay fat and sing"
Watch your back, watch your front now
What now, shut down
Your computer face irks me to no end
Keep blowing lines in the bathroom
And I'll pretend i
Can't see the snow where your nose ends
Where their heads get gingerbread
Enjoyment for a couples (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Then sit and wonder why
Their Brooklyn bridges buckle
I'd like to radiate basic framework and
Stress caveman symbol living from
The hot burner cookin rice and
Beans in the kitchen
It's gonna be all good, right?
(right, right, right) Right gravy
The burglar just disappears in a
Mix of Gerber babies
Deaf motivate the def, juxtaposition
(juxtaposition)
The lab rats procreate with whatever's left
Lone pledge, suck medusa nipples
Spit Stonehenge
You suck ripples and spit cookies
Stop acting like an asshole! Hot tin roof
(uh) dance with a beetle summertime
Airbrushed on a collapsible easel
When a war participant are southbound
Eagle kick the metal door off the hinge or
Peek through the keyhole television face
Camo the nerves behind a moniker
Hopped up on Klonopin and kicking
It to college girls
I'll fuck you blind but i need to
Borrow a dollar first for stoges
Cause tar and pussy's like all I
Got to look forward to
Bazooka Tooth got souvenirs for little
Fuck-ups that crash test your
Matchbox tour bus before they hit
The first truck stop kick back and count the
Casualties then sadden
Motherfucker like radio Rahim
Buying batteries
Watch your back, watch your front now
What now, shut down
Seven, you got the weed?
Yo, is the weed here? Seven
Anchor, I want you to "beat Seven down"
Yeah, no problem
Let’s get this record started alright?
Sitting on the bus
Three nickels in the Walkman
High as fuck, loopy cadet
Bent stupor out the bullpen
Flexed it with the fulcrum, but (what)
Not quite enough
Cause if the non-factor met bad
Posture my little zone combust
The driver hates his job
I can tell by the way he keeps saying "I
Hate this fucking job" to
Every civilian that boards
I'm just happy the academy lets
Roaches ride the NTA
Cause i got a full glass
With an otherwise empty day
Citizen culprit's aim for the
Plug jesus freak lectures
But it's like "Homie, I can't hear you"
Park the traffic tryin to sharpen
Up the bear tooth
Animatronic tapeworm raid germinate
Random tantrum
So I twitch every time the "feed me
Seymour" farmers plant one
Servin' me silly or work with me
No grey area burden me filthy or kill me
Murder me quickly
Hack me to ribbons and serve me
With grit's to the sickly
Tack me to the menu with
The all you-can-eat entries
I watch with a laminated iris
Mother fuck the leeches
And contaminated sidekicks
Mother fuck the bleachers where they
Seat the vacant hybrids
Mother fuck that sacred virus squirming
Through the hi jinks
Bounce to the scarlet carpet
Bomb boombox noise activators
Sat with the fat lady and voodoo magic maker
Said "Homie do your thing"
Said "Homegirl let him do his thing
When i give the signal
I want you to stay fat and sing"
Watch your back, watch your front now
What now, shut down
Your computer face irks me to no end
Keep blowing lines in the bathroom
And I'll pretend i
Can't see the snow where your nose ends
Where their heads get gingerbread
Enjoyment for a couples (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Then sit and wonder why
Their Brooklyn bridges buckle
I'd like to radiate basic framework and
Stress caveman symbol living from
The hot burner cookin rice and
Beans in the kitchen
It's gonna be all good, right?
(right, right, right) Right gravy
The burglar just disappears in a
Mix of Gerber babies
Deaf motivate the def, juxtaposition
(juxtaposition)
The lab rats procreate with whatever's left
Lone pledge, suck medusa nipples
Spit Stonehenge
You suck ripples and spit cookies
Stop acting like an asshole! Hot tin roof
(uh) dance with a beetle summertime
Airbrushed on a collapsible easel
When a war participant are southbound
Eagle kick the metal door off the hinge or
Peek through the keyhole television face
Camo the nerves behind a moniker
Hopped up on Klonopin and kicking
It to college girls
I'll fuck you blind but i need to
Borrow a dollar first for stoges
Cause tar and pussy's like all I
Got to look forward to
Bazooka Tooth got souvenirs for little
Fuck-ups that crash test your
Matchbox tour bus before they hit
The first truck stop kick back and count the
Casualties then sadden
Motherfucker like radio Rahim
Buying batteries
Watch your back, watch your front now
What now, shut down