Nickel plated pockets

Sunday, Dec. 22, 2002 3:15 pm

If I ever make it big I'm gonna build a skyscraper, tall enough to piss on cloud nine egos from my corner office/
You can't pull the plug on a catapult/
I toss a nickel to a bums cup, from 20 paces, thumbs up/
Got 20 ways to tell you shut the fuck up/
19 of them are 24 bars long, the other one goes

shut the fuck up

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walkin to the store/
same pocket, same nickels/
in a city where every crack in a sidewalk's a symbol/
well there's crack in the basement/
and there's crack in ?/
there's crack horns in corrupt pigs killing cats trying to crack cases/

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watch a six-legged insect crawl out of the billy goat beard/
watch a sick make-shift bitch ? fall out when the filthy smoke clears/
watch the insect stinger sting threats till it sweat a bullet sweat a full clip sweat a river to the bullshit sail away and wither/
you're the kind of cat that rolls in a pimped out caddy, dropped with rings and limosine tints bumpin' Enya, insert laughter here/
I wanna rap about stacks of chedder by the fistful, but for now I'm walking to the store with a pocket full of nickels

-Aesop Rock. selected verses from the track "nickel plated pockets"

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A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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