| I could drive a car through a fence
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| Bonnie’s sitting shotty, not Barbie and Ken
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| Probably dip instead of weathering your whims and woes
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| The piss and moan, I prefer sticks and stones
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| From the unrelenting filigree of digital Rome
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| I throw a signal fit to eclipse, videodrome
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| More than pics of your pets, every pixel explodes
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| And viewership has an emotional and physical toll
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| I’m a 8-bit invader who vacate the cartridge
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| Upgrade, now I make waves in the lawless
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| Y’all still decorate our office in rainbows and dolphins
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| Basically awake in a coffin, hmm
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| Crissy tattooed his middle finger
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| Took from his mother tools from his head shrinker
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| Duck a death-bringer, ain’t bringing me shit
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| I’m right here bitch, swing and a miss
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| Hiss
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| Speak from a circle of seats
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| Each get a turn, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace
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| Teach 'em how to curse at police
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| And flee from the church, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace
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| Map of the dungeon
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| Pack drugs, I’m a rat to a button
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| Ask any kind of bad you could summon
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| I run through Brads like paper bag puppets
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| Bub
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| My dice got so many sides
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| In no time, you could throw 'em 'til you owe me your life
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| Throw forever, never once see the same roll twice
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| It’s no joke, I don’t know the snake oil price
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| I’m a strange force hailing from the holy unknown
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| I tell a Category 5 it need to go to it’s room
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| I probably hang from a helicopter more than I need, although
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| I guess it tells you what I thought of the scene
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| I meant to tell you when you talk I feel lost at sea
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| I feel like you’re embalming me
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| Come and get a sense of the bubble
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| Couch on the left but the rest is a puzzle, yeah
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| Staring down certain defeat
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| Reach for dessert, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace
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| Barring any personal beefs
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| And weeks I’m a jerk, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace
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| I like bones and old cassette tapes
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| I skip stones that go for ten days
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| I’ve rid stones of the most stuck swords
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| Go back signage over the front door
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| Robot dogs patrol the whole grounds
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| Crater in the lawn where the last troll cowered
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| Not in a race to pass go
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| I’m a lone photon escaping the black hole
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| Truth told, never had a eye on the crown
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| I just jump through the glass every time I go out
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| Here to offer an experience your media can’t
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| If you’re down to get your deep seats deprogrammed, I mean
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| The dude may sleep in a van, but like
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| The food chain eat from his hand
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| I’m a backstreet butcher
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| Bullshit wizard
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| Even in the summer I’m a wolf in the winter, hey
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| Creep and burn the machine
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| Leave in a blur, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace
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| Might go berserk in the street
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| Cheap fireworks, I’m the king of world peace
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| W-W-World peace
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| W-W-W-W-World peace |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song KOWP, artist - Aesop Rock. Album song Freedom Finger (Music from the Game), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп