Tumbleweed ​billy woods (Ft. Aesop Rock)

[Aesop Rock]
Z-z-z-z, pop go the landscape
Belly-up throwing socks at the fan blades
One o’clock, dummy lock eyes with a mickey mouse pancake
Pox on his tipping side handshake
Slobs in a city-wide campground, translate
Tan lions examining how the lamb taste
Needs more saffron, lead 4 eyes where his hands ain’t
Hand-painted mask on, Badassquiat
Tap math rock on a harp string
Mosh like a sasquatch l.a.r.p.ing
Seen amoebas grow to vapid fashionistas
Freeing a can of worms mistook for a panacea
See the regulars exude a particular brand of diva
‘til a basic interaction take a local anesthesia to stomach
Amnesia beloved, reanimated from the chrysalis
Splitting atoms over shitty crinkle cuts, lemme guess
Another mac the knife with the passion of christ
I would rather be trapped in ice
He flexi with the tech and exit left from the director’s chair
Pocket-knife and a box of strike anywheres
Might break off from the pack like Uncle Traveling Matt
Mail a couple suspicious packages back
But the mission is in front of him
Operation tooth and nail
Turn troops into boots and belts