The Gates - Aesop Rock

I was at the gates

Ram’s legs, my beats black, my plants dead

My planet X it might bleed green

And what’s under the uncut chia seed

And 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

I turn one missed step into bone-meal

I’m day break, I’m lights out

My kind sleeps upside down

It’s sci-fi, riptide, my hi-fi make record time

I go three-two-one, desensitized

No lie tell Death he can get in line

K, hell spawn, I’m no joke

I eat brains, I throw bolts

I’m no easy prey, I’ve 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 him

In the goddamn smoke ear nose and throat

Ayy yo, fresh pot, my favorite mug

Aes Rock, my day sucked

Agent to all things deep-sixed

To 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 blood lust

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

Tattooed the mail and on paper towels

I’m on the kitchen walls, I may paint the house

Could breach the yard so omega-bound

Game face on dour days, y’all gang-gang's like «How quaint»

Gangway for that false start, verse 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

Rain check these fuck shows, I’m done-zo, my brain’s mush

Drum roll 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 steel heart and two hills eyes

Few meal bars and 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 blood lust

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 outta 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’s all drop zones

Flash bulbs and strobe lights, road signs with crossbones

Touché from our killjoys who know humanoids are just hitpoints

Ain’t copped that new heat, that newspeak’s all pink noise

More mood piece around street food

In my PJs and my snow shoes

About dog fights in those dungeons

And little dust-ups in y’alls 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 is like 10,000 dead bolts 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 blood lust

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