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'We'll have more news after this commercial word'

(As so it goes..)

'At least I think I was here asleep...
Is it possible, conceiveable that I sleepwalked out of my
apartment
And went berzerk?'

[Aesop Rock]
In slipped rhythm
Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped briefly back to my apartment
Parked in front the fan
And reminesce about the day I ran a mile with your heart in my
hand
'Tesants get the New York home game
With real life shoot-em-up action
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free game piece all included
I told this cat the earth was flat
He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle himself
for being stupid
Brick-a-back novelty
Spliced with that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed Tequilla worm future, be concerned
My feelings spread across the land reporting avalanche
sightings
While my introverted side is flying cadavers on kite strings
I'ma never give, I'm juiced off ejection
I'm stubborn as a thousand born agains avoiding questions
From the alpha to the sand
I bake the date up for my pledge
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he bled
Not a creature stirred, it reaks of subway metal
Feather lecture journalist chin on fish shenanigans
Recording mayhem with voices
Benefit to break room
Mummified manequins with future cleanse adamant
And skeleton in cabinet
This a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to shove my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken city curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can track your trail trail and serve
you SUCKA!
I lay the Lord down upon its belly
With my foot dug in between the third and fourth disk
Yelling 'Break yo'self!'

I'm the actualized data commission past penny tip jar donation
Been arranged, made by the farfetch from stability
Took a heart pledge early on
Bled onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome, home
Lone caddy corner to cock-eyed sound booster
Sensation'll leave siesomgraph stabbin away on stone tablets
To sketch up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered down sand
But have canceled developed, courtesy America
Land of the free base
Home of the triplicate grill character
My sorta sideways tilt called pinball blinker
It citizens wander through ex-warrants steady bleed
With dilapadated winter jacket
I rock a crooked lid piece
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie ends meet
Pascifist willing to step into a friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper, I hierarch compassionate
Where they whine on some 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents quit
apparently
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't laugh
at me'
Ok, time to buckle the f**k down
Side of the wobbly system back to original form, pumpkin
You can catch the memoir in several dimensions
The joy of life logic, don't employ the spite process
Hence, your plight botches

'I don't know what got into me
I didn't even cause all that destruction
I'm sorry...so sorry'

[Chorus] 4x
This be the big
F-L-A-S-H-F-L-O-O-D, Flashflood

'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'

'That I sleepwalked out of my apartment and went berzerk?'
'We'll have more news after this commercial word'      (As so it goes..)      'At least I think I was here asleep...   Is it possible, conceiveable that I sleepwalked out of my   apartment   And went berzerk?'      [Aesop Rock]   In slipped rhythm   Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta   Escaped briefly back to my apartment   Parked in front the fan   And reminesce about the day I ran a mile with your heart in my   hand   'Tesants get the New York home game   With real life shoot-em-up action   Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art   Free game piece all included   I told this cat the earth was flat   He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle himself   for being stupid   Brick-a-back novelty   Spliced with that sixth pack odyssey   Godspeed Tequilla worm future, be concerned   My feelings spread across the land reporting avalanche   sightings   While my introverted side is flying cadavers on kite strings   I'ma never give, I'm juiced off ejection   I'm stubborn as a thousand born agains avoiding questions   From the alpha to the sand   I bake the date up for my pledge   To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he bled   Not a creature stirred, it reaks of subway metal   Feather lecture journalist chin on fish shenanigans   Recording mayhem with voices   Benefit to break room   Mummified manequins with future cleanse adamant   And skeleton in cabinet   This a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire   Just big enough to shove my purpose in a circle   I'm known to dip dusk in a broken city curfew   Release the hounds and see which one can track your trail trail and serve   you SUCKA!   I lay the Lord down upon its belly   With my foot dug in between the third and fourth disk   Yelling 'Break yo'self!'      I'm the actualized data commission past penny tip jar donation   Been arranged, made by the farfetch from stability    Took a heart pledge early on   Bled onto the drum doser   Plow in the metronome, home    Lone caddy corner to cock-eyed sound booster   Sensation'll leave siesomgraph stabbin away on stone tablets   To sketch up out your future   I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered down sand   But have canceled developed, courtesy America   Land of the free base   Home of the triplicate grill character   My sorta sideways tilt called pinball blinker   It citizens wander through ex-warrants steady bleed   With dilapadated winter jacket   I rock a crooked lid piece   A sweat a bit to make my Wookie ends meet   Pascifist willing to step into a friend's beef if needed   Wing clipper, I hierarch compassionate   Where they whine on some 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit   Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents quit   apparently   Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't laugh   at me'   Ok, time to buckle the f**k down    Side of the wobbly system back to original form, pumpkin   You can catch the memoir in several dimensions   The joy of life logic, don't employ the spite process   Hence, your plight botches      'I don't know what got into me   I didn't even cause all that destruction   I'm sorry...so sorry'      [Chorus] 4x   This be the big    F-L-A-S-H-F-L-O-O-D, Flashflood      'Possible' 'Conceivable'   'Possible' 'Conceivable'   'Possible' 'Conceivable'   'Possible' 'Conceivable'   'Possible' 'Conceivable'   'Possible' 'Conceivable'      'That I sleepwalked out of my apartment and went berzerk?'
 
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