Intro:
You know it's fucked up when your own little brother won't bump your shit
(Where am I comin' in?) Yo, you walk into the place with your own
Little brother and be like, "Yo, check it out." (Yeah, thanks a lot
Just make sure that you keep your mouth closed.) This is my motherfuckin' little brother
And people say, "Ayo, why your big brother act like that?
(Yo shut the fuck up when you're talkin' to me.) Fuck him. He ain't no rapper."
(Yo, what the fuck's your problem?)
Verse One [Eyedea]
Yo, shut the fuck up and die is what I really want to say to you
I hope someone hits you in the face til it's 80 different shades of blue
Isn't there anything better you got to do then jock my crew?
I sever contenders and render the hearing process impossible
You talk trash behind my back and act like you know me
But when you see me at the show you give me dap like we're homies
Remember Bad Day?
Thought I was through talkin' shit
And now I'm like, "Fuck the world"
Just cause you walk on it
[Aesop Rock]
Yo, the stink of burnt bridges inches into the end zone
Where every breath of bad karma's reciprocated tenfold
Enjoy the last boogie when life raises the gavel
It symbolizes your very last chance to act like an asshole
Plastic soldiers grabbing at their holsters
Trying to burst imaginary heaters in their ghost wars
Each jackle eventually slipped backwards
Showcasing how to best waste your life by trying to dismantle the patchwork
You know it's fucked up when your own little brother won't bump your shit
(Where am I comin' in?) Yo, you walk into the place with your own
Little brother and be like, "Yo, check it out." (Yeah, thanks a lot
Just make sure that you keep your mouth closed.) This is my motherfuckin' little brother
And people say, "Ayo, why your big brother act like that?
(Yo shut the fuck up when you're talkin' to me.) Fuck him. He ain't no rapper."
(Yo, what the fuck's your problem?)
Verse One [Eyedea]
Yo, shut the fuck up and die is what I really want to say to you
I hope someone hits you in the face til it's 80 different shades of blue
Isn't there anything better you got to do then jock my crew?
I sever contenders and render the hearing process impossible
You talk trash behind my back and act like you know me
But when you see me at the show you give me dap like we're homies
Remember Bad Day?
Thought I was through talkin' shit
And now I'm like, "Fuck the world"
Just cause you walk on it
[Aesop Rock]
Yo, the stink of burnt bridges inches into the end zone
Where every breath of bad karma's reciprocated tenfold
Enjoy the last boogie when life raises the gavel
It symbolizes your very last chance to act like an asshole
Plastic soldiers grabbing at their holsters
Trying to burst imaginary heaters in their ghost wars
Each jackle eventually slipped backwards
Showcasing how to best waste your life by trying to dismantle the patchwork
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