Play Dead

Aesop Rock

This is not good Batshit, I'm batshit My ship's crashed, my zags zig I'm all whiplash in that black tint Black ash on my flag pin I go zip zap and y'all back spin Y'all spacecrafts call mayday I like tailspins when they back lit Cats scrambling for that safe space Plays defense around dead zones Next up to cold explode Rest up, I go death punch It rains F'd up UFOs I throw episodes in all star maps To get veterans to bring barf bags Bring hellfire and little party hats For those parting ways with they tarmac Blast off and get waxed off These saboteurs are like pack dogs I might zoom off in they boomerang Line 'em up and they're illuminated Goes "ooh" and "ahh" and you too late We got a failure to communicate In my rearview's a little planet Earth And my calendar is straight doomsdays Fuel up and I steamroll You better moonwalk when I screen scroll I feed castaways to these gamma rays And my hands shake is all sleeper hold Ease in and get heave-ho'd With no easy mode and no foul play Bounty hunters get found out Power up or get outpaced Ease away to 3 A.M He found freedom in the mayhem Amen Amen Gimme a lost world to locate Get ghost with folks who don't obey Okay Okay (You're almost out of time) Time is not being a good friend Smoke is being a good bookend I'm no joke, I only go full send Don't poke at the purebred bull-head Dogfights that call for old fight songs Start crossing names off the flight log Might light cigars off the fireball We're well past any kind of dialogue Warfare I don't war fair I like rocket fuel in my morning air I like red buttons under iron fists And my stunt double's like "I quit" The kid 360 all side eye And pluck wild geese from that twilight I go hyperspeed and can't drive for shit I just bob and weave when y'all skydive Lights blink and my screens glitch If I lose it all I ain't need the shit I call bombs away and turn mobs away You're all "die alone", I'm all "not today" We go eye for eye around pale moons Fighter pilots find Jesus I don't tread soft with that special sauce See you was better off in some mail room Dumb luck and no late pass I get gussied up and I gate crash And playing laser tag and plain stupid odds Tag my name on they fuselage Outlier in the main event I keep downsizing y'alls data set Infiltrators get checkmate It's maybe best to just play dead Ease away to 3 A.M He found freedom in the mayhem Amen Amen Safe and sound out the crash site Lifeforms that refuse to flatline That's right That's right You don't even care, do you?

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