Текст песни Almond Milk Paradise - Milo feat. Safari Al
When
I
was
a
boy,
I
collected
old
coins
I
never
knew
which
word
to
use
Patina,
or
verdigris
Who
wants
to
talk
about
copper
carbonates?
Did
you
happen
to
catch
that
new
show
on
prison
inmates?
I
had
this
really
sophomoric
idea
that
maybe
it's
a
meta-commentary
on
the
viewer
And
we,
you
know,
you
and
I
are
actually
the
prisoners
I
didn't
think
that
would
impress
you
I
can
rebuild
castle
Grayskull
from
a
pile
of
dirty
laundry
Pretty
sure
that'll
keep
those
pesky
demons
from
haunting
me
I
am
the
logical
conclusion
of
the
Reading
Rainbow
generation
Maybe
I'm
LeVar
Burton
How
can
anyone
be
certain
that
they're
not
LeVar
Burton
I
rep
those
four
eyes
like
Geordi
La
Forge
I
swallowed
a
gorge
of
anguish
Then
I
painted
portraits
which
undersold
on
Craigslist
I've
never
begged
for
my
life
I've
never
used
my
last
wish
I've
never
been
an
ass
kiss
I've
broken
my
fair
share
of
mattresses
By
jumping
on
them,
doing
back
flips
on
them
And
pretending
they
were
trampolines
I'm
a
nasty
rapper,
and
I'll
pop
your
spleen
Make
sure
my
casket's
clean
These
bastards
rocking
lean
And
their
pockets
are
stained
with
Aspercreme
While
I'm
in
the
back
learning
basket
weave
With
Aquaman
They
sent
postdated
facsimiles
of
their
hot
demands
I
am
the
type
of
nigga
to
blind
you
with
pocket
sand
The
papyrus
scroll
will
rot
on
my
igerator
door
They
say
I
snore
but
I
am
dreaming
of
nice
things
Like
a
black
Pegasus
with
lightning
wings
They
say
I
snore
but
I
am
dreaming
of
nice
things
Like
a
black
Pegasus
with
lightning
wings
This
is
the
almond
milk
paradise
This
is
the
almond
milk
paradise
This
is
the
almond
milk
paradise
No
way
Blast
it
all
If
I
die,
who
will
collect
all
of
the
remaining
dragon
balls
You're
a
bad
dude
with
those
rad
tattoos
I
remember
your
bible
camp
snafu
I'm
an
infinitely
more
handsome
Dhalsim
You
should
sniff
my
ball
skin
Some
days
I
rap
like
Latyrx
Some
days
I
rap
like
Rick
Ross
and
them
Used
to
carry
a
moleskin
with
no
sketches
When
the
pigs
bolted
in
I
was
playing
Tetris
My
whole
tribe
feasts
on
rice
and
beans
I'll
be
in
the
library
with
the
bummy
jeans
Bummy
face,
bummy
watch
Bummy
rap
style
that
you
found
on
blogspot
Scribbling
hegemonic
ruminations
I
need
to
eat
more
veggie
bacon
This
is
not
a
country
for
old
heads
My
pants
are
weaved
of
gold
thread
And
my
pockets
are
silk
Find
a
kid
getting
sloppy
drinking
chocolate
almond
milk
Don't
listen
to
music
that's
hard
copy
I'm
scrubbing
my
palms
of
guilt
Praying
your
fauna
wilt
And
your
mom
will
memorialize
your
pet
dog
with
a
quilt
Maybe
if
I
learned
to
sing
raspy
like
Gonjasufi
I
wouldn't
always
feel
so
fucking
poopy
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1 Sweet Chin Music (The Fisher King’s Anthem)
2 Almost Cut My Hair (For Crosby)
3 Folk-Metaphysics
4 Legends of the Hidden Temple
5 Almond Milk Paradise
6 Kenosha, Wi
7 A Lazy Coon’s Obiter Dictum
8 The Gus Haynes Cribbage League
9 Monologion
10 Folk-Metaphysics, 2nd Ed.
11 Post Hoc Ergo Propter Hoc (For Schopenhauer)
12 The Otherground Pizza Party
13 Prop Joe's Clock Repair Shop
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