4AM

[Intro] I consider myself a daredevil [Hook] x2 It's 4AM It's 4AM It's 4AM It.. it.. it.. it... [Verse 1] [Aesop Rock] 4AM, short of breath Patient zero, hoarding pets [Rob Sonic] Drinking his omelet Timing his meds Morphine drip Get a fix to the flesh Gripping the edge of the ledge Of the place where he gets to be met With the end of the day Left of the face is a table, a tray TV Guide with the guy from The Fray Or maybe it's Clay Anarchy's son Regardless The farewell party's begun Party of one You start in the breach Birthing a burden Shouldering me In tonight The rest of the rat fam Round and round Like the death of a Pacman Life of a salesman Hiding his text John Wayne couldn't even stand The rein of my ex Later I'll just Go with phone tag 'Til the court tells me "Sure" Now row the boat back Hold the stoge pack Get with the fall With the beehive hair And the rest on his bald Head held high Family, no joke Grown folk broke At the antique roadshow Can't breathe right In his noserbleeds In his wing, they singing ring Around the rosary [Hook] [Verse 2] [Rob Sonic and Aesop Rock] It's 4AM, pouring sweat Patient zero, courting death [Aesop Rock] Use your illusion And move As a wounded gazelle On a moonlit Future in hell I'm a loser Room with a view To a stupor No real room To acutely maneuver A shoe Nevermind two In a sequence He get down To the root of the defect Peep Cruel is a pool full of deep ends Prove an immovable defense You in the beautiful breach Unusually moody And losing the beach head Rats in the wall Tap out drums An amassing of non-retractable claws This old man He plays actual odds On these detachable jaws Not for the faint Go moshing the paint Cold dime in the day By impossible day Frog town creep In a sensible car No caution Or obvious sense of tomorrow Spit shake Might steak or break the right Nicely Or instigate tonight's crises Sample the you scream, I scream Break if his eyes go widescreen [Hook]