WoodChip Grinder (REMIX) Mac Lethal (Ft. Aesop Rock & Soulcrate Music)
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[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]
(Ah, you don't say, that's really interesting)
(Aye aye aye)
(Look) (Look)
When I holler hail-Mary miners dive into the lions mouth
Pliers on the prying ground are filing the incisors down
Grand piano ivory smiling minor keys
Harvest moon suspended over lilliputian rivalry
Little putrid climbers decent of remove his rubies
Grouped in layers of bucket brigadiers
Up the bloody gums in rubber waders
Raze the ground and daisy-chain the neighbors till it's safely down
Ushered off the acreage of the sacred ground
(Breaker, breaker.) Leo's got his main and tailing cables
Tongue a pretty girl cut her butterfly with staplers
Every hunter want a souvenir
It's plume of tears and jelly jars
Switch momentum, with the best of boomers in the repertoire
To carve initials in the skull of Satan's vessel
For October's blackest Sunday
I'm a surgeon with the dremel*
Woke up with this all I want for Christmas two-one necklaces
If your weapon's ornamental I am sending messages
[Vocal Sample]
(Ah, you don't say, that's really interesting)
(Aye aye aye)
(Look) (Look)
When I holler hail-Mary miners dive into the lions mouth
Pliers on the prying ground are filing the incisors down
Grand piano ivory smiling minor keys
Harvest moon suspended over lilliputian rivalry
Little putrid climbers decent of remove his rubies
Grouped in layers of bucket brigadiers
Up the bloody gums in rubber waders
Raze the ground and daisy-chain the neighbors till it's safely down
Ushered off the acreage of the sacred ground
(Breaker, breaker.) Leo's got his main and tailing cables
Tongue a pretty girl cut her butterfly with staplers
Every hunter want a souvenir
It's plume of tears and jelly jars
Switch momentum, with the best of boomers in the repertoire
To carve initials in the skull of Satan's vessel
For October's blackest Sunday
I'm a surgeon with the dremel*
Woke up with this all I want for Christmas two-one necklaces
If your weapon's ornamental I am sending messages
[Vocal Sample]
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