Blockhead - Gilgamesh lyrics

Got a call out the blue like I just flew into the city what's up with you? Expectations was barely hardly so when she actually came through? Pleasantly surprised like mom gave me the car keys Stiff drinks Back to my place/garnish the parsley Laughed when she saw that same old room Asked if I'd ever change for an old flame But I could tell she's playin' so I sang my same old tune No shame in her game Told me the wedding's in June Gone at first light Connecting flight She made the plane I'm left thinking like Osama in Khartoum Your whole neighborhood on stage Excessively mean muggin' Still managed to sound weak coming out the speakers Far be it from me though cousin I ain't James Brown neither Found in wild Half docile/gazelles with the finest features Retired to the boudoir with a long-legged sativa Fell out Road to Damascus status/I'm a believer Had to disconnect the receiver on that Solid gold telephone Fulgencio Batista El Jefe/Rafael Trujillo Came through on her wedding night Groom peeping through the keyhole Tears in his eyes Lights off mijo All you heard was rattling medals She left disheveled Merrily dug his own grave whistling as he shoveled It's increasingly clear These walls is f**ing closing in Last year I pretended to care Right now can't spare the oxygen Feet up on the Ottoman Empire A two block radius at best But the peasants still call him sire Hold his marijuana and shoot when he says fire No rest/for the wicked Steady hand/on the spigot Velvet glove/iron fingers Greek myth/fire bringer/Helen of Troy/perfume linger Even vacuum sealed/green apples wild ginger Spinning woods till hands got splinters So much hash the weed can't finish And she lying there wide open like Congo at Independence That 70s era Dino De Laurentiis Lush production Good luck is a couple seeds in the brick But you f**ed up and seeded the b**h Stolen whips/sitting in Dulles Airport long-term parking That's cash in escrow Rap like I'm reading off of parchments Old school/fleece is golden wool For a few pieces of silver They overlooked the Golden Rule Acapulco Gold and it all reeks of jet fuel