[ti:Boombox]
[ar:Aesop Rock]
[al:Labor Days]
[by:]
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[00:00.00]Boombox Apocalypse (Explicit) - Aesop Rock
[00:17.58]Raw I'm going to give it to you
[00:25.79]With no trivia
[00:27.22]Raw like that Aesop rock iron-fisted blissed felicia
[00:29.35]While bent funny bone grown community
[00:32.73]Spit a thousand m-1 ripples to cripple the continuity
[00:34.98]Tap water builds character
[00:37.22]Right I irrigate it straight to mainline
[00:39.90]You want to do the same Fine
[00:41.90]These pretty profit grommet teams solidify the clot to slippery city salt piston pump drain
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[00:46.90]But hold those incredible console with the Russian roulette baboon spin-off
[00:49.21]
[00:50.93]Where everyday a thousand strangers pray for empty chambers
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[00:53.89]One-sixth buckle
[00:55.07]Five Sixths sweat bullets trying to keep it subtle
[00:58.28]But I'll get you (I'm going to get you)
[01:00.22]Wobbly rope bridge
[01:00.97]Broke inches tired of dry land
[01:02.13]But duck skull stepping-stones suit the mix-down well
[01:05.12]Well when the rumor spreads that y'all stupid
[01:08.37]I'll be the cat with guilty look on face and shirt that reads: I didn't do it
[01:11.74]Is it on is it beyond basic
[01:14.21]
[01:15.11]Does it ice grill you or is every song faceless
[01:17.92]Does it have a title If didn't would you name it
[01:20.98]Does it babble about nothing like a drunken atheist
[01:23.22]We could run that Or' Wells '84 war
[01:25.09]For the room 1 on 1 z-tour
[01:26.80]Till he try and fidgets with his or her own work spear specifics
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[01:29.64]Swerve around the cobra kisses
[01:31.20]See if the venom overloads this vision
[01:33.75]I'm going to suck the poison out and spit it
[01:36.06]Stole my sneakers but your features never fit in
[01:38.87]Servers you right for trying to walk a mile outside your limits
[01:41.74]I'm going to tiptoe across this yo-yo string
[01:44.05]Until you walk the dog out from under my feet and skip town sit down
[01:47.73][Chorus]
[01:47.07]It goes boom boom boom
[01:49.00]Boombox
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[02:36.05]Earth to a-r vertical burden has increased at an alarming rate
[02:40.17]This is down a point
[02:41.29]Murder up glee down and still falling
[02:42.66]
[02:43.39]Still crawling out of bed at 2 on Saturdays
[02:45.58]Came this blind soldier-burning confessional
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[02:47.83]Ease back; let a heart thump echo normalcy for 10
[02:51.63]Let the back burner boiling point descend
[02:53.70]I race the derby in the first heat (strike personal)
[02:55.97]Strike personal space with the most utterly putrid version of grace
[02:59.46]Spit the gimmick sit and fidget
[03:01.98]While we try and jump through hoops
[03:03.47]Like Coney Island freak show midgets
[03:05.09]Want to be a fighter pilot
[03:06.59]Driving that childish early Wright brothers experiment
[03:09.83]Prototypic model fossil
[03:10.96]Sit and sweat bullets on a console
[03:13.14]Busting accidental dirt bike donuts
[03:15.01]Outside the most ridiculous poison tongue brain silo
[03:17.58]Dead before the chubby decry ton conquered the high note
[03:20.81]School by the cruel intention inventions pensive sideshow
[03:23.49]See contrary to popular certainty
[03:25.54]I alone advance without an earthly poem
[03:28.23]And dance on a handful of zoning fans
[03:30.22]Holding every chance to own the land I roam
[03:31.85]With dome in hands
[03:33.24]Truly be its only camper happy with the scrap heap
[03:35.98]See I convinced myself it's on
[03:36.42]Therefore it is and the melody settles
[03:38.79]Beneath the fact that I'm just spitting for these kids
[03:41.73]I tried to get them all open
[03:43.47]And once I quit and said I didn't care
[03:45.34]That's when they all threw their hands up in the air
[03:47.15][Chorus]
[03:47.53]It goes boom boom boom
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[04:22.60]Boombox