Slug - Miss by a Mile lyrics

[Verse 1: Aesop Rock] Yo, I mock tenor, lend a hand (Lend that hand!) We rock negative, mock to lend a hand to zealots I walk the block with a can of phantom repellant A cappella got a bread crumb; spray the crowd Fill that gut up to that stomach, shut the f** up! [Verse 2: Eyedea] Let's make a sharp turn to avoid this road of heartburn Those that are smart learn To carefully count the amount they art earns Barefoot we walk on a dirt trail full of broken gla** I'm prepared to say (I'ma be alright) Secretly hope you ask [Verse 3: Slug] Dismantling the math of every bridge in our path The ugly carving out a line between the good and the bad You can scream until the cords in your neck stretch and snap But best believe the three of us Will walk away with the last laugh [Verse 4: Aesop Rock] Your stance to the canvas silhouettes With a crooked cigarette clamp and a raised cup Crooked in the cage for luck; if I should botch it Negotiate the merger with an optimistic process Then serve through the wormhole I guess I'm still learning the trickery Breathe and I shove my key in the mystery Jimmy the latch and attach my nickname to the victory It's like, we've been through the same sh** a hundred times If you see a penny, pick it up, like engine number nine [Verse 5: Eyedea] Time is of the essence The blind will get offended My prime is with my presence Mine gets all the credit Rewind that for a second That line wasn't impressive Find what I've suggested (And dine on what we've shedded) From the negatives and positives And sedatives deposited In sediments of consciousness The let-it-live hypothesis Of rhetoric took hostages To shed up with the goddesses My head is splittin', gotta get Some medicine to conquer it [Verse 6: Slug] Yo, this town is nothing but a ghost town The tumbleweeds are whispering To get down with the broke down And these days I spend more time on the freeways Than I do in my own bed, and it's f**ing up my head Another pack of smokes, roughly seven more beers Brings me another day closer to the end of this year This farm caught all the damage the storm brought We're taking all of your crops From your children to your corncobs [Verse 7: Aesop Rock] Okay, my attempt's to break the ice I take a slice at pacifism Cla**ically conditioned to be a Pavlov To stick in the kitchen while the bell tolls Placed in a cell amidst fellow hermits Note a thousand hello's But not enough room for two thousand elbows [Verse 8: Eyedea] I've got a chip on my shoulder and a chip in my tooth The proof is in the pudding, but the pudding's in my youth The kid growing older through a stick in the truth Tryin' to rip himself loose from the grip of the noose [Verse 9: Slug] Man, how many minutes must I sit in this corner and fidget? Patiently searching for existence in this KFC biscuit Eyedea, Blockhead, Atmosphere, Aesop Rock (What?) Who the f** you think left them cracks in your sidewalk? [Verse 10: Aesop Rock] Eyedea could spit d**h and Slug could spit in your modem I could spit rap and attach the liberty bell makeover It's bound to be nothing short of scrapped delineation But I gave this song a raise, she considers herself taken So I stick to where the winds burn faces Sometimes flash yellow backs like jaundice patients Complacent with stop-drop runaway If there's art in casualty Maybe the fact my plastic halo runs off of car batteries Like fishin' through art galleries [Verse 11: Eyedea] I've been waiting for this situation for the past few days Masturbating with my thoughts While caught in the masquerade I'm beating around the bush looking for a faster way Perhaps to play on this stage a disaster will actually pay Maybe, so I keep on going straight What do you say, "We"? Could trade places and wait patient to go crazy I blatantly warned you, fatefully scorned Vague description of my silhouette Wouldn't make sense to the mind of a baby [Verse 12: Slug] We never looked for trouble from no one (Please be my friend) But if the shoes fit, I'll wear them kicks with pride Inside and outside (All the way to the song's end) And maybe we'll all get along when we die What we're trying to say is You could never begin to comprehend this No need to even attempt This planet is mine, and I'ma handle it fine When I learn how to manage my time (Manage your time) [Hook: Slug] I'ma wear down this world with my tracks (With my tracks) I'ma love it until I break her back (Break that back!) And I'ma blow her a kiss and a smile (There's that smile!) With my luck I'ma miss by a mile (Miss by a mile) I'ma wear down this world with my tracks (With my tracks) I'ma love it until I break her back (Break that back!) I'ma blow her a kiss and a smile (There's that smile!) With my luck I'ma miss by a mile (Miss by a mile) [Outro: Eyedea] With my luck I'll probably miss by a mile With my luck I'll probably miss by a mile With my luck I'll probably miss by a mile With my luck I'll probably miss by a mile