Aesop Rock - Dirt lyrics

[Intro] (It's my duty to inform you That Honey Bunches of Oats is the greatest cereal Ever created by man... Mankind Smart Start is a similar cereal Not as many clusters Gotta have the clusters) [Hook] Into dust we go Dirt, gum, hair, and snow Into dust we go Hair, gum, dirt, and snow [Verse I] Quixote comma Don Dine by the squatters dogs Caught by the shaman's O well in Bombin' the common grog Over flood a levy, hope it soaks the berry roots Reanimate the council of the topiary wolves Move em out, raw hides Stood his ground like a two headed hound with God's eyes The botany's alive and rotten me I'm AESOP, I lift the fertilizer bombs Like water until they morning of the sk**ful IP farms The chubbiest canary in the mind's overdoses With a cane it's Luke to skeletosis Smells like guns and roses Honestly the barking biter reek fully sh** Heed to recede to be eager to tip or be meet with a spit Are you the singing bush? (Yep) Spring the quid and minor keys Ain't nothin a mechanic on the linus to the virus reigns tiger Look, bring your bangers to brawl And bring your bangers and mash home for all, it's raw [Hook] Into dust we go (still chewing gum) Hair, gum, dirt, and snow Into dust we go Hair, Gum, dirt, and snow [Verse II] Let's go.. Coyote comma Wile E Fighters never stand still Chase birds, dodge pianos and falling anvils Jaws snorting now and laters, apple, cherry, grape With green gra** roots to float the topiary apes Any weather, the Macy's November with few tethers We spotlight to the city like a Bambi eye collector Power Pill Fist, Donkey Kong, chess, check the gesture Pine-cone avalanche hit the decker Twenty wolves up, one down, what a town Squirrels in the chimney too stubborn for puffin out I'm on a record (Yep) can't say I blame the little ba*tards Cause tonight's I'm gonna allow pa** to the practice for the pacifist Four children pad gather bloody flowers To sprinkle on the human an*log cadavers after With no gorilla sign language break through for the moment Just a pitfall harry for the clothes that no one owes you, b**h [Hook] Into dust we go Dirt, gum, hair, and snow Into dust we go (the f** am I on?) Hair, gum, dirt, and snow [Verse III] Kenobi comma Ben Mingled the common men He had the fangs of Gengis Kahn, he had the heart of Gunga Din Tobacco in the bleachers bright confetti everywhere (Weeee!) To celebrate the influx of the topiary bears And when they infiltrate the picnics with they limbs inside the honeycombs They grub up to the oyster club for shadows of your sunny home Nobody knows your troubles, your woes are holy rolling Cause jungles won't discriminate when grossly ever growing Every blow and every trolling bu*ter bowing Every soldier, every lawnmower, motorboats with bends insider their starter We stock up on the 99 octane and DDT Like Seymour's little shop in a moment that made me think God damn, garden clubs are parkered up to share spare parts It s**s for John Deere's and armored trucks Pardon us, what you put (push?) the panic bu*tons for This is not your parent's bio-organic war! No No, no, no