[ti:Boombox] [ar:Aesop Rock] [al:Labor Days] [by:] [offset:0] [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 [00:44.90] [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 [00:52.93] [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 [01:29.11] [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 [02:05.93] [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 [02:46.33] [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 [03:48.90] [04:22.60]Boombox