Drawbridge

[Aesop Rock and Dose One]<br>This is not your ordinary ballad<br>With a perfect little bow around the middle<br>And a black man on a white horse<br>Or a white man on a black horse<br>It`s got all these tired parts where<br>We don`t even sing at random<br>Princess, raise the drawbridge<br>We don`t serve your kind<br>It ends where it begins<br>And the beginning isn`t pretty<br>Can`t forget that not-so-perfect <br>Bow around the middle (`round the middle, `round the middle...)<br>Har-bour (???) [said like har-bow?]<br><br>And it goes a little something like this..<br><br>[Aesop Rock]<br>New walk in a broken sole (???), pedigree incessant<br>Got (Gut?) the cruddy (???) frame<br>The zealots enveloped inside the belly of the blame<br>Cut-throats the result of pope jokes soaked in poacher constants<br>And now the jewel emits cold, wander prominent.. honour (honour)<br>I bought up silkworms by the bucket like starter kits<br>So you first bought a stitch <br>Joined damaged mammoth brigading caper<br>Nurse the tantrum with a fantasy chaser<br>I keep the spare wings strapped to my fuses<br>In case the hackers snatch the plumage<br><br>[Dose One]<br>So you mean these things are worth money<br>Now drifting off<br>This is the who-you-calling-homeless<br>Mock me fearful<br>Twisted ???? ???? and I got front row seats at the d-d-d-d-dead concert<br>And you`re in it, Ichabod (???)<br><br>Running out of most (???) from the Alamo (???) we`re moseying <br>My kind of people ???? ???? ???? ???? moseying (???)<br>With my eyes patched ???? ???? ???? universe<br>So I back it and gave my verdict (???) ???? ???? ???? ????<br><br>[Aesop Rock]<br>Oh it`ll be soon (real soon)<br>???? ???? immune to doom blends<br>I eat ditch (???) in the kitchen `til every spoon bends<br>A glance along tomorrow, sorry<br>Looking not at hopefuls (???), where`s the raindance<br>My little flint never dreamed would flood unpotable<br>See I sanitize nothing for the sake of contemporary taste<br>Contemporary taste made my lip drop in the first place (incoming)<br>Hmm, yo why not be a czar, analyze fallen heroics<br>Recognize root of the worship, search and hold it<br>Who put the fun in dysfunctional? I..<br>Chronicle sun combustible, donkey-punching pinholes<br>In uncomfortables and conjunctionals for good (good)<br>Dr-rink up, slop a goblet of dirt wine (???),<br>I nurse a single application of introvert, serpentine<br><br>[Dose One]<br>Now a sunset without a scrape of red an-an-and plastic bag<br>Now sunk around his head (???) sick-sick-sick-sick... (???)<br>???? ???? ????<br>The sickness likeness in the roofer`s eyes and his alone<br>And nothing terrible happened to the bag<br><br>???? ???? ???? ???? ????...<br>And brought on out...<br>And clouds...<br>The hiss cuts out... (???)<br>Suppose it`s noise...<br>And the piano...<br>And the window frrraame... (???)<br>Sky and dirt that`s fresh... kept<br>From where I`m going... holy other<br>Holy other, holy other, holy other...<br><br>[Aesop Rock]<br>B-B-B-B-B-But<br>I`ve got charcoals in my heart, I`ve got charcoals in my heart<br>I`ve got charcoals by the armfuls that burn my armor apart<br>I`ve got charcoals in my heart, but I`ve got charcoals in my heart<br>I`ve got charcoals by the armfuls that burn my armor apart<br><br>[Dose One]<br>And before, when I said `Shut the fuck up, it`s none of your business`<br>That was to be in vain<br>You shoulda locked that up when you`re all finished<br>Finished yet? Now uhm...<br>I usually finish this number with uh... my skull up (???)<br><br>[Aesop Rock]<br>Everybody rally around the novel burners, spit, murder the matches<br>Where the junkies trade diseases and the gullible trade passions<br>Then the masses wanna lean on me like `O Captain, my Captain`<br>Not considering maybe this oarman hosts orbit attachments...<br><br>[Dose One]<br>Button, button, who`s got the button (???)<br>Take my name, please...<br>Button, button, who`s got the button (???)<br>Leaks the little checker-men made out of lightning in my ????<br>Oh, you like to help with goats (?!?) see what I got in this here locket<br><br>[Aesop Rock and Dose One]<br>This is not your ordinary ballad<br>With a perfect little bow around the middle<br>And a black man on a white horse<br>Or a white man on a black horse<br>And I can`t forget the not-so-perfect bow around the middle <br>Har-bour (???)