| Song | No Jumper Cables |
| Artist | Aesop Rock |
| Album | Bazooka Tooth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Aesop Rock, Bavitz | |
| Intro: It blew up | |
| It blew up in my face | |
| Chase the gimmick | |
| Chase the genius | |
| But i'd rather chase the phoenix | |
| If i could ever hit em up, i'd like to grab the wingtips | |
| I guess thats stupid mother f**ker | |
| Splurgin on the track im actin as if it's urgent | |
| Dirty dusty fingertips | |
| I have butterflies developed by the haters | |
| There's a guy that'd beat a baby [becomes muffled] | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| My fancy Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies | |
| Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident | |
| Never give a fuck how far | |
| Pi went You are dealing with a reborn icicle age poltergeist | |
| Uprock, sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop | |
| Wookie foot must not sleep | |
| Under the invaders | |
| No batteries | |
| No jumper cables | |
| Wired underagers play box cutter facelift | |
| Rock utter makeshift spirit | |
| To y'all I'm just a funny moniker with a couple of fresh records | |
| And a bangin' hand style to put the jukies | |
| On the guest list | |
| Walk for that | |
| Metal train graf brainiac | |
| Walk for them | |
| Not a limelight more to blush alizarin crimson when the multi million | |
| Tin men suck traditional rituals | |
| Out the homes of starving children | |
| And I bet they can see the city bleeding from the satellites | |
| Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly | |
| Dirty dub vamp. | |
| Bruised by the hues of wicked pallets | |
| Chewed by the tooth of livid maggots | |
| Dino DNA and cola, straight no chaser | |
| Mars attacks colorfulness | |
| I piss raptors on motherships | |
| Hazy days will stay purple | |
| Cause Cips with a | |
| Z bargain | |
| Like Crazy | |
| Eddie commercials | |
| Go Ah AH A | |
| HH AHHH network with a dirt devil | |
| Burn train buffers. | |
| Hi! Cute the way your little parasol spins. | |
| Bye! Suck my | |
| Neanderthal dick. | |
| Catapults spit. | |
| Losing the screws and bolts and all they heard's crews gulp in bulk and sulk in volts | |
| Zap! Radio m-m-m-m-mayhem, fine. | |
| Suicidal eye full of plastic nine. | |
| Bang! No batteries etc | |
| Come on Catapult | |
| Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That's a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I'm a staple | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Choke train buffers like a headlocked | |
| Ed Koch Nurture the craft of concrete visionaries | |
| Cave painters screaming "Loosen the cuffs!" | |
| Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust | |
| Pick a lust. | |
| Limo tint stretch delorian chrome sittin on twenties | |
| Then I walk to the stouge, burning my laundry | |
| Lo Pro, fucked up jeans back at the party spinning | |
| Kane meets | |
| Flight of the | |
| Valkryies in a heartbeat. | |
| Saber tooth, catalog, city art, liturgy | |
| Ranger Ricks endanger the clique maximum efficiency | |
| And isn't that dope? | |
| The line of blind winged | |
| Pygars and how they wallow planks into the matmos. | |
| Binder bibles and a graphite prison violator with | |
| Joshua for the war gamer systems. | |
| Now the architects are rioting cause we built something different | |
| I'm like how the fuck sure shot evolution not my business? | |
| My elephant television was on. | |
| Grape soda, | |
| Grape ape, | |
| Great space coaster, | |
| DnD, GI Joe, | |
| Transformer, | |
| Herculiod, | |
| ThunderCat, | |
| Voltron, Speed | |
| Racer, Space | |
| Ghoster. Kiss the flickering images with | |
| Carroll Ann fingertips, | |
| C-4 to four chamber skips, | |
| Ohh shit... | |
| They say his eyes were spiraling back when he hit the mat | |
| Woke first words: "Oh it's like that?" | |
| Started bendin spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks | |
| With a C3P unit tryin to interpret the baby talk | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| Right turn woulda missed the iceberg, fine. | |
| But you don't like our kind. | |
| Do you? Junkyard | |
| Dog. Hot tin roofs cradle kittens with them sub par flaws. | |
| Rappin is my radio, graffiti is my | |
| TV. B-boys keep them windmills breezy. | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That's a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I'm a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That's a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I'm a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Don't get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| Don't get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight |
| zuo ci : Aesop Rock, Bavitz | |
| Intro: It blew up | |
| It blew up in my face | |
| Chase the gimmick | |
| Chase the genius | |
| But i' d rather chase the phoenix | |
| If i could ever hit em up, i' d like to grab the wingtips | |
| I guess thats stupid mother f ker | |
| Splurgin on the track im actin as if it' s urgent | |
| Dirty dusty fingertips | |
| I have butterflies developed by the haters | |
| There' s a guy that' d beat a baby becomes muffled | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| My fancy Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies | |
| Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident | |
| Never give a fuck how far | |
| Pi went You are dealing with a reborn icicle age poltergeist | |
| Uprock, sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop | |
| Wookie foot must not sleep | |
| Under the invaders | |
| No batteries | |
| No jumper cables | |
| Wired underagers play box cutter facelift | |
| Rock utter makeshift spirit | |
| To y' all I' m just a funny moniker with a couple of fresh records | |
| And a bangin' hand style to put the jukies | |
| On the guest list | |
| Walk for that | |
| Metal train graf brainiac | |
| Walk for them | |
| Not a limelight more to blush alizarin crimson when the multi million | |
| Tin men suck traditional rituals | |
| Out the homes of starving children | |
| And I bet they can see the city bleeding from the satellites | |
| Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly | |
| Dirty dub vamp. | |
| Bruised by the hues of wicked pallets | |
| Chewed by the tooth of livid maggots | |
| Dino DNA and cola, straight no chaser | |
| Mars attacks colorfulness | |
| I piss raptors on motherships | |
| Hazy days will stay purple | |
| Cause Cips with a | |
| Z bargain | |
| Like Crazy | |
| Eddie commercials | |
| Go Ah AH A | |
| HH AHHH network with a dirt devil | |
| Burn train buffers. | |
| Hi! Cute the way your little parasol spins. | |
| Bye! Suck my | |
| Neanderthal dick. | |
| Catapults spit. | |
| Losing the screws and bolts and all they heard' s crews gulp in bulk and sulk in volts | |
| Zap! Radio mmmmmayhem, fine. | |
| Suicidal eye full of plastic nine. | |
| Bang! No batteries etc | |
| Come on Catapult | |
| Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Choke train buffers like a headlocked | |
| Ed Koch Nurture the craft of concrete visionaries | |
| Cave painters screaming " Loosen the cuffs!" | |
| Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust | |
| Pick a lust. | |
| Limo tint stretch delorian chrome sittin on twenties | |
| Then I walk to the stouge, burning my laundry | |
| Lo Pro, fucked up jeans back at the party spinning | |
| Kane meets | |
| Flight of the | |
| Valkryies in a heartbeat. | |
| Saber tooth, catalog, city art, liturgy | |
| Ranger Ricks endanger the clique maximum efficiency | |
| And isn' t that dope? | |
| The line of blind winged | |
| Pygars and how they wallow planks into the matmos. | |
| Binder bibles and a graphite prison violator with | |
| Joshua for the war gamer systems. | |
| Now the architects are rioting cause we built something different | |
| I' m like how the fuck sure shot evolution not my business? | |
| My elephant television was on. | |
| Grape soda, | |
| Grape ape, | |
| Great space coaster, | |
| DnD, GI Joe, | |
| Transformer, | |
| Herculiod, | |
| ThunderCat, | |
| Voltron, Speed | |
| Racer, Space | |
| Ghoster. Kiss the flickering images with | |
| Carroll Ann fingertips, | |
| C4 to four chamber skips, | |
| Ohh shit... | |
| They say his eyes were spiraling back when he hit the mat | |
| Woke first words: " Oh it' s like that?" | |
| Started bendin spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks | |
| With a C3P unit tryin to interpret the baby talk | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| Right turn woulda missed the iceberg, fine. | |
| But you don' t like our kind. | |
| Do you? Junkyard | |
| Dog. Hot tin roofs cradle kittens with them sub par flaws. | |
| Rappin is my radio, graffiti is my | |
| TV. Bboys keep them windmills breezy. | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Don' t get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| Don' t get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight |
| zuò cí : Aesop Rock, Bavitz | |
| Intro: It blew up | |
| It blew up in my face | |
| Chase the gimmick | |
| Chase the genius | |
| But i' d rather chase the phoenix | |
| If i could ever hit em up, i' d like to grab the wingtips | |
| I guess thats stupid mother f ker | |
| Splurgin on the track im actin as if it' s urgent | |
| Dirty dusty fingertips | |
| I have butterflies developed by the haters | |
| There' s a guy that' d beat a baby becomes muffled | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| My fancy Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies | |
| Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident | |
| Never give a fuck how far | |
| Pi went You are dealing with a reborn icicle age poltergeist | |
| Uprock, sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop | |
| Wookie foot must not sleep | |
| Under the invaders | |
| No batteries | |
| No jumper cables | |
| Wired underagers play box cutter facelift | |
| Rock utter makeshift spirit | |
| To y' all I' m just a funny moniker with a couple of fresh records | |
| And a bangin' hand style to put the jukies | |
| On the guest list | |
| Walk for that | |
| Metal train graf brainiac | |
| Walk for them | |
| Not a limelight more to blush alizarin crimson when the multi million | |
| Tin men suck traditional rituals | |
| Out the homes of starving children | |
| And I bet they can see the city bleeding from the satellites | |
| Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly | |
| Dirty dub vamp. | |
| Bruised by the hues of wicked pallets | |
| Chewed by the tooth of livid maggots | |
| Dino DNA and cola, straight no chaser | |
| Mars attacks colorfulness | |
| I piss raptors on motherships | |
| Hazy days will stay purple | |
| Cause Cips with a | |
| Z bargain | |
| Like Crazy | |
| Eddie commercials | |
| Go Ah AH A | |
| HH AHHH network with a dirt devil | |
| Burn train buffers. | |
| Hi! Cute the way your little parasol spins. | |
| Bye! Suck my | |
| Neanderthal dick. | |
| Catapults spit. | |
| Losing the screws and bolts and all they heard' s crews gulp in bulk and sulk in volts | |
| Zap! Radio mmmmmayhem, fine. | |
| Suicidal eye full of plastic nine. | |
| Bang! No batteries etc | |
| Come on Catapult | |
| Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Choke train buffers like a headlocked | |
| Ed Koch Nurture the craft of concrete visionaries | |
| Cave painters screaming " Loosen the cuffs!" | |
| Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust | |
| Pick a lust. | |
| Limo tint stretch delorian chrome sittin on twenties | |
| Then I walk to the stouge, burning my laundry | |
| Lo Pro, fucked up jeans back at the party spinning | |
| Kane meets | |
| Flight of the | |
| Valkryies in a heartbeat. | |
| Saber tooth, catalog, city art, liturgy | |
| Ranger Ricks endanger the clique maximum efficiency | |
| And isn' t that dope? | |
| The line of blind winged | |
| Pygars and how they wallow planks into the matmos. | |
| Binder bibles and a graphite prison violator with | |
| Joshua for the war gamer systems. | |
| Now the architects are rioting cause we built something different | |
| I' m like how the fuck sure shot evolution not my business? | |
| My elephant television was on. | |
| Grape soda, | |
| Grape ape, | |
| Great space coaster, | |
| DnD, GI Joe, | |
| Transformer, | |
| Herculiod, | |
| ThunderCat, | |
| Voltron, Speed | |
| Racer, Space | |
| Ghoster. Kiss the flickering images with | |
| Carroll Ann fingertips, | |
| C4 to four chamber skips, | |
| Ohh shit... | |
| They say his eyes were spiraling back when he hit the mat | |
| Woke first words: " Oh it' s like that?" | |
| Started bendin spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks | |
| With a C3P unit tryin to interpret the baby talk | |
| Burn train buffers | |
| Right turn woulda missed the iceberg, fine. | |
| But you don' t like our kind. | |
| Do you? Junkyard | |
| Dog. Hot tin roofs cradle kittens with them sub par flaws. | |
| Rappin is my radio, graffiti is my | |
| TV. Bboys keep them windmills breezy. | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| They only came to buff the name stuck to the train | |
| That' s a textbook page for my seed up in flames | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No batteries | |
| Catapult Jump motherfuckers | |
| No cables | |
| Curators cater to killers of innovators | |
| I' m a staple. | |
| No batteries no jumper cables | |
| Don' t get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| Don' t get cooked by the pilot light | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight | |
| I can smell metal in the air tonight |