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Artiste : Aesop Rock
Titre : The Gates
I was at the gates
Ram´s legs, my pizza black, my plants dead
My planet X, I might bleed green
I´m what´s under the uncut chia seed
I´m what, what, what, what from the guillotine

A little flea and tick, a little fever dream
A little plead the fifth
Roadkill, I´m off leash
I don´t heel and I´m hung from an unkind mobile
It turn one misstep into bonemeal
Look, daybreak, I´m lights out
My kind sleeps upside down
It´s sci-fi, red tide, my hi and bye make record time
I go three, two, one, desensitize
No lie, tell death he could get in line
K, hellspawn, I´m no joke
I eat brains, I throw bolts
I know easy prey, I seen broken oaths
I go marching in, I´m all, "Oh-ee-oh"
I know a rodeo from these pony shows
I don´t stay for tea, I can´t slow the code, I go
Coyote, alone and ghost

I´m in the goddamn smoke, ear, nose, and throat
Ayy, yo, fresh pot, my favorite mug
Aes Rock, my day sucked
Agent of all things deep-sixed
I feel like I was put here to keep the crypt
I get tired of bread, I might eat the rich
I ain´t seen a leader, just feeder fish
You want free weed, you want free shit
I mean, dude

I was at the gates
Wolf´s head, my boots on, no bullshit
I know both sides of that tough love
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother
I was at the gates

Snakeskin, my hood low, don´t say shit
I know both sides of that bloodlust
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother

Rat tail, my backdrop´s all black sails
Dog bite and my bird curse
Cross-eyed, world´s worst
Troglodyte, I might split the blinds
I´m like Vincent Van with that instant rice
I write cryptograms at all waking hours
I tattoo the mail and all paper towels
I´m on the kitchen walls, I may paint the house
It could breach the yard, it´s omega-bound
Game face on dour days, y´all gang-gang´s like, "How quaint"

Gangway for that false start vs. freight trains through stalled cars
Shame, shame, shit´s so wack, show you back to this moth jar
Death wish from day one, I wake up and it rain blood
Raincheck these fuck shows, I´m donezo, my brain´s mush
Drumroll, I might piss straight, loose tooth in my spit shake
Every possible Futurama come trooping out of his pill case
And I ricochet in my steel cage, one still heart and two hill´s eyes
A few meal bars, a good field knife, I feel good, no field guide
Just deicide by tea at five
Once ate a whole gluestick in like two bites

I do this, I mean, yo

I was at the gates
Wolf´s head, my boots on, no bullshit
I know both sides of that tough love
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother
I was at the gates
Snakeskin, my hood low, don´t say shit
I know both sides of that bloodlust
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother

Bear paw, my handshake, oh dear God

Bare bones, a few air holes
Barefoot, my square glows
Scarecrows, who goes there?
And like who´s where when that snare close?
Bare hands on this bear trap
For what´s staring back in his periscope
A little care package out of Where´s Waldo in a rare beige
No fair at all, dyed hair and all
Push foot, I go mach 1, I´m all, "Woosh, woosh"
I don´t pussyfoot, I make potholes, my path home is all drop zones
Flash bulbs and strobe lights, road signs with crossbones
Touché from our killjoys who know humanoids are just hit points
Ain´t cop that new heat, that newspeak´s all pink noise

I´m more mood piece around street food
In my PJs and my snowshoes
About dog fights in those dungeons
And lil´ dust-ups in y´all´s throne room
It´s fun stuff, low moon and my tombstone say, "Hell no"
Hell yeah to more hail storms aboard ships on St. Elmo´s
My dream home has like ten thousand deadbolts and less than no windows
I mean, shit

I was at the gates
Wolf´s head, my boots on, no bullshit
I know both sides of that tough love
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother

I was at the gates
Snakeskin, my hood low, don´t say shit
I know both sides of that bloodlust
They´re both mud, that´s what´s up
That´s what´s up, that´s what´s up
Straight up and, straight up and down, don´t even bother