Omega One - Coma lyrics

"We now present to you...music" *cut up* "Music to make you stagger" [Aesop Rock] I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention Trooper Burst the 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 sh** the planet screaming "What on Earth is that?" I sit back five dimensions Only to mostly over cook the specimen Vending tragic fatality successful dodging volleys All Hail Marys and Hello Dollies! 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 Pterodactyl circling turtle I bite the bullet in a wingspan shadow s** and rust the oxygen in gulps And spit the metal directly back up the barrel We icegrill the silhouettes (right) The common decency factors a lowball estimate of zero My testament is striking b-boy stances Dancing past the foggy mirror When wiped clean, the billy goat beard camouflage the spirit I'm at six degrees of s**y sarcasm Yeah never swam up inside summerjam cla**ic Another bent backwards ba*tard Scouring the carnival grounds for an outlet WHO THE fu*k IS AES ROCK? I'm not a name to keep at arms length Adjacent to little Linus quilt makeshift Sick security mechanism, check your mission I am not a vision, check your mission Just a simple sourpatch delinquent No it will not help you shove your Lincoln [Hook] 2x 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, follow I alone [Sample: Method Man] Now you see me, now you don't *Scratches* [Aesop Rock] Well he was maverick enough but still scraped up Taki 183 innovation for the kids Brick foot ironlung honor Escape through the night like a disgruntled teen Krylon bomber Without a care, aside 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 troopers in cell blocks with strap-on feeding bins (More like) Like I'd auction off a f** for that blind cause you ride in I'd rather find the flaws and watch you hide 'em Feel the haggard look penetrate brain castle Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour wind collection (FLASH FLOODER!) You're a f**in 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 Action! we all compete the masked illusion The commonfolk, I provoke em all Challenge dirty balance I elope with talent while they fidget If the revolution ain't gon' be televised Then f**, I'll probably miss it Chorus 2x