I can see it in your eyes I can hear it in your voice The signs are obvious that all we had has run its course And I don't mind giving up the upper hand
gold Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches Maybe I'll sit
for the same note Oh please, I know butterfly wings ain't fit to auction Dig my tossing sturdy walking head hung Skylark litigants strung out like cats
at least till I think of a way to make them see what I gotta show and to make them feel what I already know now pour the gas all over me light a match
searching for the same note Oh please, I know butterfly wings ain't fit to auction Dig my tossing sturdy walking head hung Skylark litigants strung out
extenses Every time came we took out, he was the lookout Wanna know how much I made? Just ask one of them niggas to pull the book out I state this on
