[Intro: Nigel]
(Let's give her a go again)
(No need for alarm)
(This is my craft, sit in a circle -We won't hurt you)
(No need for alarm)
(Sit in a circle for the curfew)

[Verse 1: Nigel]
Woah
Corks on my neck
So of course Igor wears a bracelet from V (V)
The most decorated of all
An IgE
Go ahead and hold that L
'Til someone can fuck with it (No)
Constructive criticism -Can't get enough of it (Yeah)
Now every time out of that stable
He able to acclimate like Benjamin features Mabel
(Think about it)

No need to reinvent when inventing a perfect climate (yeah)
Leaped out of a rabbit hole -Saw a beanstalk and climbed it
Jumped off it, dismounted, he dove in, he drownded, rewound it
His life flashed before him -Astounded
You all are as you stop and stare while backsliding
Thus, more walking through Hell -The minimal lighting is frightening
For you, not him, though nor The Impossible Kid folk (folk)
Our sin is soaked in the holiest water slit throat (throats)
It's not our fault -We was raised by the wicked witches of Rome
Only to shun them and embrace what we have always known (known)
And that's to fly heads all the way off without sympathy (that's right)
And that's to lecture little fuckos without empathy (get away)
And that's to perceive we the nicest ever frequently (it's true)
And that's the choice you have -A black sheep in the apple tree (woah)
See how this unravels, B?
It's not in your favor so flee
You're out of your league
Could this be the most humanly aided you ever felt? (Please)
Just Jenny flip before the most high of the gift spit (spit)
And pledge of allegiance to a god of the misfit

[Verse 2: Aesop Rock]
Dress warm, shake, bake, teleport
Rainmaker raising cane, Satan takes many forms
Heavy Stegosaurus feet, I beat a path and never knock
Soundtrack never not his momma yelling “get a job”
Swab a deck instead of trekking through an armpit
After something evanescent -Evidently off his RX
I’ll march into the party like an archer on safari
Tag a trophy piece of protein, drag it home behind the Arby’s

That emoji smoking dope behind the Arby’s -Oh my darling
It’s documented heart among the anarchy and artifice
Hard hat and orange vest, pardon the avant-garde architect
Building a tomorrow on Tinariwen
All aboard the RPM, a harbinger of skate or die
Hard shell, stars spelling “buy the ticket, take the ride”
Laser from the naked eye, lightning from the fingertips
Inner peace, inner-tube inside a ring of sinking ships
Not a “who-done-it,” I did it
Got a human head for every white picket in your district
It sends a little message to the powerful and piggish
From the people who define power different
My other job is energy expanding over open grids
Somewhere between his island home and something out of Möbius
Motherfucker pony-up, I’ll get your homies thinking twice
For the record, more than just a regular at bingo night