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hesperus – aggression lyrics

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knuck if you buck, what you know about that crime mob, yo?
all my fingers is brown like cigarillos
rollin’ down melrose, stoked like the bellows
’bout to cop a pelle pelle from the spot where they sell clothes
dudes, said they smell dro, but it’s just a dead skunk in the trunk
furs so fresh that they come with the funk
we like jimmy and bunk, the way we stumblin’ drunk, mumblin’ secrets
b-mblin’ geeks whenever the week hits its natural end
p-ssed out in a trash bin when four cats from aspen
keep askin’ about none of their d-mn business
who cares how or why i did it? it is what it is
and if it isn’t, i’m d-mn sure that i make it so
pimp dudes always tryna break a ho
i’m just tryna take a whole semester investin’ this f-cking cheddar
to better myself wherever it’s necessary
i write like a secretary and spit like a sommelier
and flow like an estuary, you look like you got something to say…
well, say it…

i got that aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my words are potent-potent
aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my verbs are potent-potent
what?

i’m cosmic pootytang, i mangle lames with an asteroid belt
jupiter’s red spot is a welt from my buckle
i bet you think that you’re tough ‘cause your punches leave knuckle marks in the stucco
you ain’t strong enough to tuss with me, bucko
i take walks through the jungle with thirty raw steaks stuffed in the duffle
and the big cats don’t say sh-t
‘cause they know if they f-ck with me, my claws turn jaws into puzzle pieces
muzzles, leashes and chains can’t tame me
i’m deranged and angry that death still hangs from the same tree
that once grew fruit so strangely
your rage is my disposition, and so i spit heat like the kitchen
because i’m livin’ it while you’re just listenin’
i eat, sleep and p-ss in skin as black as my memories
as i abstractly try to capture ephemery
that eventually falls through my hands like sand in an hourgl-ss
‘cause you can’t outlast the infinite
sh-t’s bigger than pimpin’, kid

i got that aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my words are potent-potent
aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my verbs are potent-potent
what?

aw sh-t scottie pippen, mary, joseph and jesus
i’m e.t. movin’ pieces of reese through telekinesis
eating peloponnesian pizza ‘cause it always be the greasiest
i heard that you’re a beast on the mic, well, i’m theseus
i had a new lease on life, but then i wasted it
and you don’t know what that sh-t’s like until you tasted it
‘till you went whole hog on a dream and almost made it
just to find out that your effort was tainted, ain’t it a shame?
painted a picture that don’t fit with the frame
icarus aimed at the sun, but i’m taking shots at the father
and almost got to my destination, but dropped in the water at the last second
stranded at sea, i reckon that when destiny beckons
it’s best to be checkin’ the fine print
‘cause gods don’t play when rent’s due in divine tenements
so heed my sentiments: to win at this, the stakes get higher
i went through h-ll to make this fire

i got that aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my words are potent-potent
aggression-gression, that motion-motion
i keep it movin’-movin’ ’cause my verbs are potent-potent
what?