Coma Songtext
von Aesop Rock

I now present to you
Music (music...)
Music, music, music
Music to make you stutter

I′ve been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention
Trooper burst result of dragon ball Z, speed racer gene splicing
Mach force, blind the extorted style from the common dirty
Destiny dream sighting, important as split the prints
God shit, the planet screaming, "What on earth is that?"
I sit back five dimensions

Only to muscle the overcooked specimen
Fending tragic fatality successful, dodging violets
All Hail Mary and hello dollies!
Well, I can flow, I flow ridiculous, indigenous to now
Who holds the fifth golden ticket?
Saw the wicked war phantom mansion beyond the pickets


The house next door to when the stickball clears the fence
Y'all hesitate to fetch it!
I was walking through a pinball tilt built landscape
Terradactle circling turtle
I bite the bullet in a wingspan shadow
Suck and rust the oxygen gulps

And spit the metal directly back up the barrel
We ice grill the silhouettes (right)
The common decency factors, a lowball estimate of zero
My testament is striking b-boy stances
Dancing past the foggy mirror
With wipes to clean the billy goat beard, camouflage the spirit

I′m at six degrees of sexy sarcasm
Yeah, never swam up inside summer-jam classic
Under the bed backwards bastard
Scavenging the carnival grounds for an outlet
Who the fuck is Aes Rock?
I'm not a name to keep at arms length

Adjacent to little lattice quilt makeshift
Sick security mechanism, check your mission
I am not a vision, check your mission
Just a simple sour patch delinquent
No, it will not help you shove your Lincoln


I alone settle (settle)
I alone peddle in the mud
I alone, I condone rebel zone planting
I alone stand in a social coma
All up to your dome, don't follow I alone

I alone settle (settle)
I alone peddle in the mud
I alone, I condone rebel zone planting
I alone stand in a social coma
All up to your dome, don′t follow I alone

Now you see me, now you don′t

Well, he was maverick enough but still scraped up
Taki 183 innovation for the kids
Brick foot iron lung honor
Escape through the night like a disgruntled teen, krylon bomber
Without a care inside from posting the roster
Mal-adjusted blank faced civilian dispersed feelings

Reeling in several separate defunct fame-booster modules
This nervous twitch mark the most delectable ingredient
See Aesop starving troops in cell blocks with strap-on feeding bins
(More like) like I'd auction off a fuck for that blind ′cause you ride in
I'd rather find the floors and watch you hide them
Feel the haggered look penetrate brain castle

Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour wind collection
(Flash flooder!)
You′re a fuckin wind-up toy
A goddamn four string criminal trading card
The reason they decorate the fonts of closing credits
To boost on-looker amusement after fading hard

Catch more Z's than rip van winkle′s 12
Step narcolepsy seminar
The action, we all compete the masked illusion
And the common folk, I provoke 'em all
Challenge 30 balance
I alone pour talent while they fidget
If the revolution ain't gon′ be televised
Then fuck, I′ll probably miss it

So, I alone settle
I alone peddle in the mud
I alone, I condone rebel zone planting
I alone stand in a social coma
All up to your dome, don't follow I alone
I alone settle
I alone peddle in the mud
I alone, I condone rebel zone planting
I alone stand in a social coma
All up to your dome, don′t follow I alone (uh)

Talkin'
Talking that yeah, yeah
Saying liars about me
This guy over there, and her
If anybody says a bad thing, shut the mic
Shut them down
I′m the boss, shut them down
That's all I gotta say