Cat Food Lyrics - Aesop Rock

At night I wear a wolf's head on my regular head 

Considering a regular character sketch 

Food hoarder, communes with the flora 

Computes in cahoots with beauty and brute force 

I've got a brand new normal at a thirty in New York, plus 

Years at the fire pulling portions out of corn husks 

Never mind time on the short bus 

Terrifying errant knights thwarting any motherfucking fork tongued-sport 

Agita flashing the hind molars, though his body less a weapon more a bag of lipomas 

Over medium, treat skin-tags like scratch-offs 

Rap like black-ops, rappers like lap dogs 

He got the rad moves, catty alpha rat-proof (wait) 

Twenty-sided die at the crap-shoot (wait) 

Looking for a black hole to casually collapse through 

Try isle nine by the cat food 

There it is 

Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge, when the skinny from afar is darigold in them hills 

Time better let a couple truths decay, if somebody going to rue the day 

Check, check, check 

Catch 'em on the lamb 

(I ain't joking) 

No maps, no muster point 

(Nah, I ain't joking) 

I put a pebble on a tomb 

(I ain't joking) 

Makin bath tub meth 

I'm joking 

Here we go 

The whip got a tongue and teeth 

Too tough, two blood-shot eyes with a Tungston bleep 

When any putrefying arrow wants your lungs in reach 

I field a vessel going zero to the fuck y'all think 

And when your function fails I'm on an undisclosed island 

Stroking exotic animals, open up rocket science 

Leaning a jewellers loupe over a stolen sock 'o diamonds 

Palm-made products a portrait of modern triumph, try us 

Back at the battering ram post-haste 

Cro-mags, wait till this Saturday plant grow legs 

All you hear is intimate and code names 

Ricochet around the geometry of a closed space 

Unfrozen part of his new day-o 

Face of divine evil, heart of Camu Tao 

Some people find the daylight to be oddly alluring 

I was in the dark, dodging and burning 

Maybe cause I look like an ugly doll 

(I ain't joking) 

Pack a wallop in the wheelhouse 

(Nah, I ain't joking) 

Leave brass tax everywhere 

(I ain't joking) 

I own many many homes 

I'm joking 

Here we go 

All hog to we know costume 

Black hoodie you can set your watch to 

Tall drink, depths like an air raid 

Radically detach with purveyors of the hair-brain 

Down with the ship go a dozen fried wild links 

Upperway, upper-case tri-state style kings 

Get pie-faced, sent home tied to the sinewaves 

Lights off, spine on sideways 

Riding down the block, scooping Bobby in a boogie-down 

Tome told me tell 'em "Hello, 7: 30 noodle-town" 

Cool 'em down, global domination over sold bake 

Situation commanding a broke dude cosplay 

You don't want a meeting on an off-day trading horror stories from the hollows 

The summary is as follows: 

"These hate those and this thinks, that's absurd" 

Yip yap, y'all cats and birds 

Meow meow meow meow meow 

(I ain't joking) 

Talking rubes on the radio 

(Nah, I ain't joking) 

Uh, suckers never play me 

(I ain't joking) 

I found Jimmy Hoffa's body 

I'm joking 

Here we go 

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