(News Reporter)
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atop the news this evening *static*
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this just in *static*
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thanks, bob. (helicopter, gunshots in background) due to extreme technology advancements, i'm able to report to you live here, from what military officials are calling a 'hot zone.' As you can see and hear, i'm right in the middle of the battlefield. Our pentagon regulations asked us that we are, uhh, to stay towards the, uhh, back of the unit. But let me see if i can bring us a little closer so you can see exactly what's going on....*explosion*
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(Aesop Rock)(Verse 1)
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What'd i miss?
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900 cc's of the raw in one fist
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the bum's dumb blitz
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order in the court where the mortars jump bricks
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everybody, lung on the table, this point/counterpoint
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Aesop has the murkiest, yet he numb out the prowler oint (uh)
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and after bubblegum, he sink into the sofa
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clicker the pilot his broadcasted choice of cobra (hissssss)
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the venom remains the same game of stale coctions
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camo'd with the now on the metal satellite options
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whatever's good i got this grey path dug (true)
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but yani covered caps to make the pain worse than it was (nooo)
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playin marbles (playin marbles) hit by a bus (hit by a bus)
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death is sweet (death is sweet) hell sucks (sucker)
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Damien probably wishin i'd donate a f--k
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this s--t's chiller than any conversation i've had in months
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the iron fang drew 'em all loopy (real loopy)
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so when he extended a hand to planets plutos(?) went snoopy
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and perfect sick of patients burnt to crispy critters
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like synchronized swimmers in boric rivers
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mmmm, poor so critters
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lick chopped chicken, who dares lick a shot at pigeons?
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why i oughta (Vast get em!)
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he surfs city circuits for the power and the glory
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to the cowards in the quarry, you will always blink before me
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its Doc Roc pull effect, campfire stories
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like i threw ya mama from the train for tryin to front on Voorhies
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he finds the garbage more inspiring than the good stuff (right)
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his ink sleeps while the military look tough
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look, im sorry, crooked priority list
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but mr. USA up all night's blackened heart already skips
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i'm 'bout to crash this bitch to hibernate
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tell Wolf Blitzer holler at his boy when he hosts Blind Date
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it goes spit on CNN and force the war back thru the cable box
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gremlins(?) are like stage props aimed that made his names dropped
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so now he ignorant, right? (right?)
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no (no) he just accepts the inevitable apocalyptic syllabus
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sing along, two (?) of chemical poison, then watch him bring it on
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dag nabbit, that cat's bastard
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i dead opinions and swap it out for the urges
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of a serpent tryin to stuff it in the jam before the curtains
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(Chorus)
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He's numb to the guns (right) thanks to the tank can
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glued to the box like the opposites'll shake hands (no)
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enough hell for the world's hand baskets
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enough cells for the world's hand captured (come on)
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numb to the guns (riiiight) now he touch buttons that'll re-route infantry
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yes doggie, recognize the history
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yes doggie, recognize the misery (right)
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switch for element of surprise and demise
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(Verse 2)
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From m-16's to disco in hula-hoops
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murder the fads before the fads murder you and yours
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me and mine find T&A on TNT
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bleeds into the iris more than TNT on DNA (oh)
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morbid but important (right?) i know, STOP
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mork pork mindy in this episode, WATCH
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he owe WB buzz over the rumbling cannons and lest amateurs, bystander analyst
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went thru the 'holy f--kin' s--t, i'm gonna die' phase
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now it's 'well, i'm gonna die, lets get this barn's sides raised'
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so when they ask 'whats your opinion on the war?'
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i tell 'em 'war sucks donkey dick. what's the Knicks' score?'
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maybe it's his allergies, no horns and pitchforks (umm, umm)
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dusk muskrat (uhmm) eleven tusk jab (uhmm)
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a look at bloodbath lake and then peg 'em on
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television preg-a-nant and medicine is born
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yet a mean doubt community duel glazed over blank, white sockets
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lookin for a heavy seven richter to shiver the crocs right up out they options
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novacaine, bloodwork spooned thru the loch ness
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hostage, no shame, suck the fear out his muck
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