Dokken Rules Lyrics - Aesop Rock

[Featuring: Rob Sonic] 

(Aesop Rock) 

I spell 666 star 6 9 click 

Give his telephone viking funeral, bye bitch 

Treble hook, two birds, cheap thrills, free meal 

Vacate jelly stone park witcha? 

(Rob Sonic) 

? 

Half his life was likely to be Nikes on the L-train 

No one on his?, pocket full of deer blood 

The only thing that's stoppin' him was Dokken in his ear buds 

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(Aesop Rock) 

Up around noon 

Found everything he loved crushed down to a cube 

The New Kowloon chowline, two leads? routing medicine and gruel 

One is hemorrhaging money, the other jettisoning fuel 

Identical water separated pools 

It was clever 

But it wasn't ever neighborhood degenerate approved 

In swooped jukebox Fonzi, probly (probably) 

Bolts on his neck one tubesock wonky 

(Rob Sonic) 

16 panel head mutton chop and ambulax 

Double pits to chesty got the espy on a camels back 

Handle that huffy wit' a? 

And get all up in your kitchen, money, Guy Fieri 

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There is a wildly elusive moment of bliss 

In the spaces between being told you are shit 

I would openly suggest identifying the closest 

And collectivly agreeing to meet if the sky opens 

Ma'am? x 16 

Id like to speak to a supervisor 

(Rob Sonic) 

Back alley brawl over party guess who wanna 

? but we're hardly pet food 

Charlie check booth, brody's right 

Youre gonna need a bigger boat and a holy dive 

(Aesop Rock) 

Aggravated people driving lemons over limits 

With a neck bop stemming and a cartoon physics 

Smart move taught never broadcast holes in his armor 

End up another poached foriegner 

(Rob Sonic) 

Handcuffed down to a toothless tease 

Who got an X-marked mouth and a hooch machine 

With eyes that tell the story of the woods that fetter 

And a chest that sells the ending when it's pushed together 

Been through the desert on a horse that nameless 

Now I'm driving through the city in the Porsche naked 

Shores invaded by the new marines 

That tear the roof off this mother like Beauford T 

(Aesop Rock) 

Untrained pet with a pen name 

Chest pain, bet he outlive his own endgame, anyway 

Step around the rhythm of the red rain 

Get away, car horn, stand by, tenth frame 

(Rob Sonic) 

Spare me the dramatics to ratchets, smile purdy (pretty) 

Flashlight strapped to the calf of a wild turkey 

Package of mild jerky, captain to aisle 30 

Theres a man with a mask an an app that can dial Fergie 

Sir? x 16 

I'd like to speak to a supervisor