Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sick Friend, artist - Aesop Rock.
Date of issue: 18.10.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sick Friend |
Thou mayest indeed |
Tune onto the forbidden channel |
And see it like it is baby |
You should be a champion |
Never fall on me Deceit, deceit, deceit |
Getting dusty in the cellar |
Yo I was thinking about my sick friend |
Stringing a ring around my whit’s end |
30 loops later his feet hung inches out the pig pen |
Motley day goblins brought up pillage to pass the stillness |
With bad javelin tip dipped inside barrel black magic brilliance |
Who rose at the tomb of the Unknown Soldier? |
To capture the fashion fragment choreographed in traffic dancing for nickels |
Looked like sickle cells with the principles of high rotary |
One hope distortion odyssey sputters itself to my how not example sample |
Give me the bread crust while considering the littering |
I don’t pity the head rush or the whimpering, spill |
Anchor to rock bottom, rocks bottom packs a ravenous catalyst |
Sprung arachnid, leashed by the carnal tyrant |
I choked when the cage bird sings and stings |
Springs me up delirium to stitch the clipped wings |
I say instinctively break through while clinging the shrieking souls |
Mourning the death of ??? |
and loss and quality control |
Quality control, stand still string up the banner |
From the beehive to the anthill; |
rag dummy |
Incorporate the unison of Vikings ship; |
throw us best of perfection |
Of the twice to burn with half the stone throwers, speak your assessment |
My communicative, hinderings please the needs |
Of a billion hungry victims gripped by the hell that’s left to splinters |
Shiving up the mass of natives and it’s league marvels |
One component’s sure to shock a mass burial, breeze |
Broken penny bank fragments float up at staggered seas |
Dirty work plus applicants with chatter box disease |
Iron bandit, give them the stars, the head balloons and rubies |
Asked for many moons and I can’t stand it any more |
Is that how I feel when I sling? |
And the regulars were so amazed |
I’m the mightiest slinger of them all! |
There is a time for war and a time for peace |
And a time to run and a time to split |
Getting dusty in the cellar |
I don’t run a funny race, malnourished monarchs and loopy astrals |
Where 99.9% swivel the broken axels |
I built boats of a pack rat bats of bully club swung |
Post utility inhalants nail it to stability and sail it Lopsided Star bird bow crooked mass makeshift |
Patching holes with chewing gum and sticking sail to dirty bases |
Observe me sitting with my eyes tied to the clock, 'Cause |
I know that once that wind kicks up you and your motors left rope to the dock |
And it’s the, art of clarity married to slender extension |
Of blue sky of a happy neighborhood |
String on my ring has left me dancing like wooden dummies in a paper nature |
Marry had a case of door nails, Francis little brittle dolls of paper |
In assembly, I tremble with a crocodile smile |
Hiding a fish out of water complex provided upon entry |
Now if I, were to, hold the speed |
To levigate the game plan, would you wanna still impede |
I mean I guess, I can just divorce me from the rest |
And blame my chemical imbalance for the fact I’ve made a mess |
But my loyalty supply hints ??? |
And I’m thinking that damn town prior’s about to fill this here bucket |
It’s that, grand precious that precious that part of you wants to touch |
And part of you just wants to sit and be impressed with |
Tainted agony induct in barnacle attachments |
Mood swinging upon the barnstorm with perpendicular traffic |
Spread, circle 4,000 circuits you burn to cater wings |
Above alkadiene Townsman spoon-fed the shadow |
I’m tired of being wired into the thief ratio |
It’s gnawing a hole through my scheme so I leave (know what I mean?) |
It is the molotov cocktail hour |
Havent I brought you blessings without number? |
They have plenty of nothing and nothing is plenty for them |
Yea |
I’ve never had it so good |
Getting dusty in the cellar x3 |