Delorean

[Aesop] I slash monikers backwards Haggle proof snaggletooth Fabulous 5 Freddy Krueger finger discount bliss Lou retton dismount Spin out of control to doctor basics Bladed cicada wings offer awkward facelifts Leak laser to fade shit [El-P] I splash commoner fragments, rattle crews, cattle lose Fabulous four finger ringer, backflip, discount mechanism Sex distortion, terror born from old favorite phasing Famous danger lacing agent, baby [Aesop] Aim high, when a flying monkey swoops down over Dorothy sound system To capture the bitches and Toto, two victims Y'all pimps front on some indestructible day trip With the lifespan of a box playing Public Enemy in Sal's famous Feel dystopia vs. Elysium Time ticks and the hand keeps feeding them A billion try to bark revolution When only knee deep in the medium, duck you lucked out There's one out of every 99 fans on the same route Another colossal blunder Born as heir to Thor inside of spirit Better scatter for your teepee For every American sleepy teen parked in TV-friendly apartments Carving this creepy nations of P.T. Barnums (Where you at?) I'm right the fuck here right now (Where you at?) I'm getting the fuck down tonight (Where you at?) I'mma spread the fuck out something precious Gavels for the guilty, rattlesnake bait for the snitches Cackles for the silky, shallow lake wades for the midgets Badges for the piggies that'll make hate seem less vicious Shackles for the filthy, battle break plates for your interests I'm a strap your dignity down and see what that bitch could bench press Relentless, archon player After dark parking lot cipher slayer, roll'em Catch snake eyes in three dimensions for the artificial martyr Freeze dried poltergeist, just add water Excuse me sir, do you know how fast you were going? Fuck no What's that in the back seat? that's a stolen can of Rusto Who's that riding shotgun? That's the homie El-Producto Pedal to the floorboard, Delorean be gone, peace [Break, performed by DJ Abilities and Ill Bill] [El-P] I splash commoner fragments, rattle crews, cattle lose Fabulous four finger ringer, backflip, discount mechanism Sex distortion, terror born from old favorite phasing Famous danger lacing agent, baby [Aesop Rock] I slash monikers backwards Haggle proof snaggletooth Fabulous 5 Freddy Krueger finger discount bliss Lou Retton dismount Spin out of control to doctor basics Bladed cicada wings offer awkward facelifts Leak laser to fade shit [El-P] These faggots hit like teddy bears thrown against wooden doors By a misunderstood teenage girl in a moment of self-importance Call it off beat, jagged, ragged, form the pattern The mere thought of sounding like those who you revere fills me with sadness It's a burner tone and outline bricks with shifty throw up Laminated for my friends who had to croak before I grew up Among the wildly uninhabitable traffic of bad bliss Where the tainted droids of dummy noise cancer get unhinged See me, kabuki theater leader, disease clips Trying to handle contraband of an applause meter tint, bad scrimmages Played with collectible bitch emcee copper mounted miniatures Retard flow bee holder business, the "you don't show me shit" list Megaplex is stress caress, all the time apocaloid Bite bleak void, small world big noise Since you're in the closet anyway, see if you can walk to Narnia, Skippy Save the earthy wisdom, I'm immersed in millennial bad touch funk Mayday man with 808 trunk Ghostface tape bump, toolie clutched Tony Robbins mantra mouth escape monk Mega-magnetic MRI fingers scanning woman for breast lumps C'mon chunk, you're not a fuckin' Goonie Most of these advanced rappers grew up in the forest I'm the walrus, sitting on my cornflake, trying to float out to the chorus Sarcasm isn't advanced, it's the inexperienced man's preference Criticism isn't smart, it's for the artfully dejected Hardly holds the fluid, partly 212 crew, 718 create burner movement Hybrid unfallable, funkadelic truancy smothered Fell into the meat grinder like a classic Hustler cover The silky legged ecto-thugs run and hug each other For pilferers of sanctimony coldly pillow smother 1st is the originator (me), 2nd is the influence (you) 3rd is the innovator (me), 4th is the institution (my crew) 5th is perpetuity it lives throught the Delusion Before I hop in the Delorean I shit in Mr. Fusion Great Scott, Doc We need to go back in time to when motherfuckers could rock 88 miles per hour, bring it back to the block and get (Mc Fly) Peel the fuck out before the lightning hit the clock