Letra da Música Shrunk de Aesop Rock

My first name is a random set of numbers
And letters and other alphanumerics
That changes hourly forever
My last name, a thousand vowels fading down
A sinkhole to a susurrus
Couldn't just be john doe or bingo
My address, a made-up language written out
In living glyphs lifted from demonic
Literature and religious text
Telephone uncovered by purveyors of the ouija
Then checked against the cbgb
Women's room graffiti
My social a sudoku
My age is obscure
My in-case-of-emergency
Is in the daisies chasing birds
Employed by trillionaires
With perfect teeth and pores
And people who open doors
For the people who open doors
My medical history is a course at suny buffalo
Charlatan psychiatry
And troubleshooting undertow
Nervous in the service still
I'm burger meat and purple pills, "here"
"thank you we'll call your name. "
"sure you will"

Skipped lunch, I'm shrunk

You pack up all your manias
You're sitting in the waiting room
You're dreaming of arcadia
You're feeling like a baby tooth
Awaiting panacea
Channeling your inner beowulf
In purgatory just before you pay up
To filet yourself and others
In the name of help
Coal on a conveyor belt
Into ego death alone
No telephone from gabriel
I'm half a human combing
Over home and garden stoned
Gold chains over turtleneck
Cigars over cologne
A thousand shitty paintings
Wrap around the wounded animal
Woo him with the schubert
He's a future human cannonball
Little fuckers fighting
Mother hiding in her hulu
I'm climbing up the stucco
Let's get to the seppuku, uh-oh
That pretty penny turn
The prickly into benji
If you save up all your winnings
Then you get to count your blessings
I finally crunch the budget up
And punch the button
She called my name out
And pushed me into an oven

The fuck, I'm shrunk

She says, "I'm not your enemy"
I said, "that sounds like something
That my enemy would say
Instead of playing off the chemistry"
She said, "you're being difficult"
I said, "I'm being guarded
You're a quarter mil in debt
I get more guidance from my barber
Look, I'm not good at this
I grew up in a noogie-fest
You built your walls up high
Or say goodbye to all your cookie puss
Here's one: every time my telephone buzzes
I see images of hooded riders
Setting fire to hundreds. "
She said, "when you start getting
All expressive and symbolic
It's impossible to actualize
An honest diagnostic. "
I said, "when you start getting all exact
And algebraic, I'm reminded it's a racket
Not a rehabilitation", ok
Agree to disagree as grown-ups
From opposing clans
Honoring the push and pull
I should have called the scholomance
Oh well, preservation is a doozie
"will you be needing another appointment? "
"absolutely"
I'm shrunk