Ken Heitmueller - 39 Thieves lyrics

Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles Thousands of them line the pavement Like patient pupae waiting to become worms [Sample: Mr. Lif] The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking The people are dead, but the money keeps talking, keep Keeps-keep-keeps talking [Aesop Rock] + (El-P) + {Mr. Lif} (Another dark night) Teething I'm marking a beast sheep Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a "v" Smores over warm helvetica brown proper For the odd God or monster, propped to teleprompter Wild blue yonder, blue in the face, angel Blew into the bugles in lieu of the euthanasia Usually the shooter community chew the corpse But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours Day of the dead, play the ledge closely Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey Dope the gonzo I've always felt choked socially Stole the golden fleece with the culture of total nobodies Earth rised, divided by fighting tribes All we do is watch 'em waddle back and forth lighting fires {Money money} Detonator, wire cutter, pliers Two cities enter, one is broken up in tiny tiles And I wonʼt pose arm in the heart of the lionʼs throat For a photographic token of my primordial growth You parade around and k**, so damn proud Like a flatline fetish, had it's feathers fanned out War taught him symmetry, skipped into it gingerly Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry Hell's bells every which way the the wind blows So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go [Hook: El-P] Another dark night, another not alright Another bad ritual, more botched surgery Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery" Vicinity wander, claim no soul Never let an anchor drop Never had a home, never talk to strangers Never trust a friend This is the life and the life will not end Money (Repeat 8x) - - ] Mr. Lif [Aesop Rock] + (El-P) + {Mr. Lif} Next time think 39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks... Raise your drinks 39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks We're not concerned with the community aloofness Dude, we're animals, we just go where the most food is Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless Truth is you're equally expendable if spoon-fed {Money money} Money is cool, I'm only human But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded Like the shinier the j**el the more exclusive the troop is Bullets don't take bribes stupid, they shoot sh** (Another dark night) Calicos tread around the rabbit hole Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grows Piss warm sugar water, what a summer canteen Plus burned rubber like "green is the new green" Rubber neck froze, slows by the multiplex Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates Bougie on the right, left rep rebel force Both say the feud will prove the parking lot was never yours Black top pebble wars Soldiers molded where the jonesʼs every grown-up Wants decoded came to grow in No motive, it showed up in gross quotas Hog barn burner come see if your homes hold us Eighty-five rattle-trap parked and fancy You could swear he was stepping out of Comanche, antsy Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine And paranormal hatchet and cadets to break the levees in {Money money} Both know the totem camaraderie Token of equality, they post it horizontally Crown the golden loading dock, they crawl to lodge the colony Half-mast flags, half cabs loiter properly And sleep the sleep of the just ready on the left Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect With the usual undesirables and the big brother cutters On the day your name became "This Motherf**er?" [Hook: El-P] [El-P] This-is-the-life (Repeat 3x) The people are dead, but the money keeps talking - - ] Mr. Lif This-is-the-life Talking - - ] Mr. Lif This-is-the-life Money money - - ] Mr. Lif This-is-the-life