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Preservation (w/ Del Tha Funky Homosapien & Think Differently Music) Lyrics
Intro: Aesop Rock]
Yeah... riff raff...
Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? Ok
[Aesop Rock]
Riff raff, alley, when I boom slang, drip draft
Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new thang
Whose gang stagger with similar dirty worms
Who occasionally cluster up the surface and observe
A.R. periscope, bash through the terror dome
Zoom when the shark attack, clash til the thrill is gone
Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy, counter doubter pop
Blame it on the overly aggy farming of power crops
Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds
With all the proper sprockets and cogs
I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jowl moment
Waiting for that great celebrity towel throw-in
[Del tha Funky Homosapien]
And you niggaz know what time it is, it's preservation
The national guard, it's me and Aesop
Rock, stopping any operations against the fence
Del is quick to dispense, with foreign elements
Back, y'all the anchor attribute to the decay
Strives who plays, map your route, cause Aesop is absolute
Del? He practice shoot, basket hoops, capture fools with lasso loops
Hip hop needs two veterans such as us, who ain't never scared
To tear it there, hard to tell, vegetarian and aware of it
Therefore, tearing can take care of it, ok, ok
[Aesop Rock]
I bang on doors, pay rent, lampin' to birth complaints
Rip clicker, make rap music during commercial breaks
Darwin Galapagos Island, evolution mutant
Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma's
Beach run ashore on whores, and contaminated play
Spout try'nna out the older alligator fade away
Make us stay, please, I chisel the missile gently
Blast in the wagon, little finger condescends me
Green Earth bum, walk a right plank, to first plunge
but Del keep the rugged play under his thumb
Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly
Who can know a dog runs more than a rutty puppy
[Del tha Funky Homosapien]
You better have appreciation for this
D-E-L, I'm so hungry, man, I'm tastin' the shit
And the, girl you just replaced an abyss
And it's a bitch, just needle action, like an itch
The only reason why I like to strike it rich
Is to be able to keep the flow, that's how deep it go
Yeah... riff raff...
Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? Ok
Riff raff, alley, when I boom slang, drip draft
Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new thang
Whose gang stagger with similar dirty worms
Who occasionally cluster up the surface and observe
A.R. periscope, bash through the terror dome
Zoom when the shark attack, clash til the thrill is gone
Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy, counter doubter pop
Blame it on the overly aggy farming of power crops
Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds
With all the proper sprockets and cogs
I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jowl moment
Waiting for that great celebrity towel throw-in
And you niggaz know what time it is, it's preservation
The national guard, it's me and Aesop
Rock, stopping any operations against the fence
Del is quick to dispense, with foreign elements
Back, y'all the anchor attribute to the decay
Strives who plays, map your route, cause Aesop is absolute
Del? He practice shoot, basket hoops, capture fools with lasso loops
Hip hop needs two veterans such as us, who ain't never scared
To tear it there, hard to tell, vegetarian and aware of it
Therefore, tearing can take care of it, ok, ok
I bang on doors, pay rent, lampin' to birth complaints
Rip clicker, make rap music during commercial breaks
Darwin Galapagos Island, evolution mutant
Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma's
Beach run ashore on whores, and contaminated play
Spout try'nna out the older alligator fade away
Make us stay, please, I chisel the missile gently
Blast in the wagon, little finger condescends me
Green Earth bum, walk a right plank, to first plunge
but Del keep the rugged play under his thumb
Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly
Who can know a dog runs more than a rutty puppy
You better have appreciation for this
D-E-L, I'm so hungry, man, I'm tastin' the shit
And the, girl you just replaced an abyss
And it's a bitch, just needle action, like an itch
The only reason why I like to strike it rich
Is to be able to keep the flow, that's how deep it go
"two first plugs" is to first plunge
In Del's last verse where it says "and the, girl you just replaced an abyss" should be "in the, dirty dingy basement abyss". I think, anyway...