The Thrill is gone
CHICKEN SHACK
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[Intro: Aesop Rock] Yeah... riff raff... Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? Ok [Aesop Rock] Riff raff, alley, when I boom slang, drip draft Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new thang Whose gang, a stagger with similar dirty worms Who occasionally cluster up the surface and observe A.R. periscope, blast through the terror dome Zoo wanna shark attack, clash til the thrill is gone Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy, counter doubter pop Blame it on the overly aggy farming of power crops Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds With all the proper sprockets and cogs I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jowl moment Waiting for that great celebrity towel throwing [Del tha Funky Homosapien] And you niggas know what time it is, it's preservation The national guard, it's me and Aesop Rock, stopping any operations against the fence Del is quick to dispense, with foreign elements Back, y'all the anchor attribute to the decay Strives who plays, map your route, cause Aesop is absolute Del? He practice shoot, basket hoops, capture fools with lasso loops Hip hop needs two veterans such as us, who ain't never scared To tear it there, hard to tell, vegetarian and aware of it Therefore, Teren can take care of it, ok, ok [Aesop Rock] I bang on doors, pay rent, lamp and divert complaints Grip clicker, make rap music during commercial breaks Darwin Galapagos Island, evolution mutant Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma's Beach run ashore, on whores, and contaminated play Sprout try'nna out the older alligator fade away Make his day, please, I chisel the missile gently Blast when the waggin' little finger condescends me Green Earth bum, walk a rank plank, feet first plunge Like Del keep the rugged Bay under his thumb Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly Proof an old dog learns more than a runty puppy [Del tha Funky Homosapien] You better have appreciation for this D-E-L, I'm so hungry, man, I'm tastin' the shit And the, dirty dingy basement abyss And it's a bitch, just needle action, like an itch The only reason why I like to strike it rich Is to be able to keep the flow, that's how deep it go