Aesop Rock - Sink or Swim lyrics

[Sample] Seven years old and he's dying of old age! And I don't give a f** about any of you limp bizkit funny boys! [Intro] I was on some all in together Whether who*e, whether beggar Whether rat or weathered leper Come and cut this edge a second We could build a better network Without all the yes sir, yes sir [Verse] Post cannons up Pull the pulse up outcha mans and what Dick and Jane escape into the arcane where the phantoms f** Itchy skin he sits inside shifty village snitching Grin and gargle when they argue happy Are you happy? Sit and spin (sink or swim) He kick his fins and wave his bony arms around For guards who beg your pardon While the arson burns your harvest down What a darling town What a snarling partridge farm The bars are like a car with clowns The parks are like a garbage barge But still it was our parthenon We part to train tomorrows argonauts and archers With lungs that match their markers Like army parkas marching Through the marsh with buzzing sparklers To carve apart the harpies And disarm the budding marksmen Are you charged up? This be the trench foot kicking Through the ten cook kitchen Spoiled beef and chicken We gobbled up the chemical in heaps, in new relief Was thirty minutes past The chalky tablets melting in our teeth A dagger in the back became a fad to swagger jack With additional maggots to lap the gashes aftermath These are the crazers of the pinnacle nation That'll steal the very bacon Off your plate, thats so raven Been jittery k**er-the artillery parties Lit up like symphony of pretty Ataris Fitting the knitting needle splintered through the kewpie Duke(?) I speak in a dead language New York is hollerin' through me Note the lazy foe be seven clicks outside the poppy fields Telescopes and coffee spills Folding chairs and orange peels Peanut shells and all is fair In loving brawlers crawling through the august air That's the muggy handicap we all must share And morning smells like blood worms In the beaks of the very falcon But how can arrested splendors Of wretched sleep walk the palate Palpating hearts like woe to you rascal eddy hazels Which one of you b**hes would flip the table? [Outro] Its gonna be a long night! A real long night