Aesop Rock "Cat Food" lyrics

Cat Food

[Verse 1]At night I wear a wolf's head on my regular headConsidering a regular character sketchFood hoarder, communes with the floraComputes in cahoots with beauty and brute forceI've got a brand new normal at a thirty in New York, plusYears at the fire pulling portions out of corn husksNever mind time on the short busTerrifying errant knights thwarting any motherfucking fork tongued-sportAgita flashing the hind molars, though his body less a weapon more a bag of lipomasOver medium, treat skin-tags like scratch-offsRap like black-ops, rappers like lap dogsHe 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 throughTry aisle nine by the cat foodThere it isOoh wee, do we roast in a bilge, when the skinny from afar is "Thar be gold in them hills"Time better let a couple truths decay, or somebody going to rue the dayCheck, check, check

[Hook 1]Catch 'em on the lam(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)Making bath tub methI'm jokingHere we go

[Verse 2]The whip got a tongue and teethToo tough, two blood-shot eyes with a Tungston bleepWhen any putrefying arrow wants your lungs in reachI field a vessel going zero to the fuck y'all thinkAnd when your function fails I'm on an undisclosed islandStroking exotic animals, open up rocket scienceLeaning a jewellers loupe over a stolen sock 'o diamondsPalm-made products a portrait of modern triumph, try usBack at the battering ram post-hasteCro-mags, wait till this Saturday plans grow legsAll you hear is intermittent code namesRicochet around the geometry of a closed spaceUnfrozen part of his new J.OFace of divine evil, heart of Camu TaoSome people find the daylight to be oddly alluringI was in the dark, dodging and burning

[Hook 2]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 tacks everywhere(I ain't joking)I own many many homesI'm jokingHere we go

[Verse 3]All hog to we know costumeBlack hoodie you can set your watch toTall drink, depths like an air raidRadically detach with purveyors of the hair-brainDown with the ship go a dozen fried wild linksUpperway, upper-case tri-state style kingsGet pie-faced, sent home tied to the sinewavesLights off, spine on sidewaysRiding down the block, scooping Bobby in a boogie-downTome told me tell 'em "Hello, 7:30 noodle-town"Cool 'em down, global domination over salt bakeSituation commanding a broke dude cosplayYou don't want a meeting on an off-day trading horror stories from the hollowsThe summary is as follows:"These hate those and this thinks, that's absurd"Yip yap, y'all cats and birds

[Hook 3]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 bodyI'm jokingHere we go

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