Salladhor Saan, Smuggler Lyrics
| Song | Salladhor Saan, Smuggler |
| Artist | Milo |
| Album | A Toothpaste Suburb |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1] | |
| We got our first apar******ent and spent six months in the front room laughing | |
| Darkness was attractive | |
| Dust in the cabinets cause we could only afford paper plates, no napkins | |
| Your mother approaching us, the repercussions of life, no ramekins | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| I learned to be a mannequin | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| In my mind I’m the corduroy ****** prince | |
| From the outside I'm more like a really dumb doofus | |
| Rap albums made my face expand like lupus | |
| Quit college, I never made it to a senior student | |
| Because I had a dangerous secret like Remus Lupin | |
| That means Imma scary ******’ werewolf | |
| Swear to god I nearly blew my brains out on Tuesday | |
| Safari Al taught me how to hide it like a toupee | |
| Now I’m eating Domino's with the lads on a Thursday | |
| It’s Hellfyre til I’m dead | |
| That’s not per se | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Listen to Mike Eagle’s dishes | |
| When I know I’m gonna feel weird | |
| Because I can’t call him up | |
| Just to say I feel weird | |
| Family dollars pots and pans rust too fast | |
| Asking if I can borrow his preamp and other do dads | |
| “Hey Mike, Rory here…calling about that preamp again” | |
| There were seventeen days | |
| Where I only read Jean Genet | |
| And before bed I only watched Office Space | |
| That was a polarizing experience | |
| Where do I go to be notarized as delirious | |
| Tall and thin built like a NFL punter | |
| Couldn’t afford cover art by Clementine Hunter, my ****** | |
| Don't bet you're passing | |
| Type of dude to beat you with a sculpture of Fletcher, Magnum | |
| Point out how your aesthetic is totally lacking | |
| [Interlude] | |
| See what you need to understand of Kant’s notion of the sublime is that there needs to be an element of clear and present danger | |
| Something so beautiful it could kill you | |
| Like if Kim Karda******an were to smother the life out of you with her enormous butt cheeks | |
| That would be a truly sublime experience | |
| [Hook] | |
| I know I made a mess , it’s time to pick-up sticks (x4) | |
| I know I made a (x2) | |
| (x2) | |
| You can’t tell me why (x3) | |
| Cause you never ******’ knew | |
| [Bridge x2] | |
| This is an alcove | |
| This is an outpost | |
| This is a village in a poplar grove | |
| This is an imaginary place | |
| This is the room with the Wolfmother wallpaper | |
| -- | |
| [Outro] | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Beating, lynching, burning, whipping, pillaging, torturing | |
| Mass murdering of blacks | |
| We are not your o-r-d-i-n-a-r-y r-a-p-p-e-r n-i-g-g-e-r-s | |
| On our chest is wickedness | |
| The Press is telling us lies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| White men rape black men | |
| Black men take it upon chopping up bones | |
| Smothering them in plastic | |
| Dipping their head in acid | |
| Wondering if Dommer Dies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Daryl Gates, hates, beats blacks | |
| Creates mistakes | |
| False facts, ****** that | |
| Getting my gat from under my hat | |
| Surprise, wait, don’t wait | |
| Anticipate fate liberate state of mind | |
| Serve millimeter nines | |
| We’re reaching out so we can feel the blind | |
| Here it’s clear | |
| We will not tolerate...fear |
| Verse 1 | |
| We got our first apar ent and spent six months in the front room laughing | |
| Darkness was attractive | |
| Dust in the cabinets cause we could only afford paper plates, no napkins | |
| Your mother approaching us, the repercussions of life, no ramekins | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| I learned to be a mannequin | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| Verse 2 | |
| In my mind I' m the corduroy prince | |
| From the outside I' m more like a really dumb doofus | |
| Rap albums made my face expand like lupus | |
| Quit college, I never made it to a senior student | |
| Because I had a dangerous secret like Remus Lupin | |
| That means Imma scary ' werewolf | |
| Swear to god I nearly blew my brains out on Tuesday | |
| Safari Al taught me how to hide it like a toupee | |
| Now I' m eating Domino' s with the lads on a Thursday | |
| It' s Hellfyre til I' m dead | |
| That' s not per se | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Listen to Mike Eagle' s dishes | |
| When I know I' m gonna feel weird | |
| Because I can' t call him up | |
| Just to say I feel weird | |
| Family dollars pots and pans rust too fast | |
| Asking if I can borrow his preamp and other do dads | |
| " Hey Mike, Rory here calling about that preamp again" | |
| There were seventeen days | |
| Where I only read Jean Genet | |
| And before bed I only watched Office Space | |
| That was a polarizing experience | |
| Where do I go to be notarized as delirious | |
| Tall and thin built like a NFL punter | |
| Couldn' t afford cover art by Clementine Hunter, my | |
| Don' t bet you' re passing | |
| Type of dude to beat you with a sculpture of Fletcher, Magnum | |
| Point out how your aesthetic is totally lacking | |
| Interlude | |
| See what you need to understand of Kant' s notion of the sublime is that there needs to be an element of clear and present danger | |
| Something so beautiful it could kill you | |
| Like if Kim Karda an were to smother the life out of you with her enormous butt cheeks | |
| That would be a truly sublime experience | |
| Hook | |
| I know I made a mess , it' s time to pickup sticks x4 | |
| I know I made a x2 | |
| x2 | |
| You can' t tell me why x3 | |
| Cause you never ' knew | |
| Bridge x2 | |
| This is an alcove | |
| This is an outpost | |
| This is a village in a poplar grove | |
| This is an imaginary place | |
| This is the room with the Wolfmother wallpaper | |
| Outro | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Beating, lynching, burning, whipping, pillaging, torturing | |
| Mass murdering of blacks | |
| We are not your ordinary rapper niggers | |
| On our chest is wickedness | |
| The Press is telling us lies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| White men rape black men | |
| Black men take it upon chopping up bones | |
| Smothering them in plastic | |
| Dipping their head in acid | |
| Wondering if Dommer Dies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Daryl Gates, hates, beats blacks | |
| Creates mistakes | |
| False facts, that | |
| Getting my gat from under my hat | |
| Surprise, wait, don' t wait | |
| Anticipate fate liberate state of mind | |
| Serve millimeter nines | |
| We' re reaching out so we can feel the blind | |
| Here it' s clear | |
| We will not tolerate... fear |
| Verse 1 | |
| We got our first apar ent and spent six months in the front room laughing | |
| Darkness was attractive | |
| Dust in the cabinets cause we could only afford paper plates, no napkins | |
| Your mother approaching us, the repercussions of life, no ramekins | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| I learned to be a mannequin | |
| I learned to be a man again | |
| Verse 2 | |
| In my mind I' m the corduroy prince | |
| From the outside I' m more like a really dumb doofus | |
| Rap albums made my face expand like lupus | |
| Quit college, I never made it to a senior student | |
| Because I had a dangerous secret like Remus Lupin | |
| That means Imma scary ' werewolf | |
| Swear to god I nearly blew my brains out on Tuesday | |
| Safari Al taught me how to hide it like a toupee | |
| Now I' m eating Domino' s with the lads on a Thursday | |
| It' s Hellfyre til I' m dead | |
| That' s not per se | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Listen to Mike Eagle' s dishes | |
| When I know I' m gonna feel weird | |
| Because I can' t call him up | |
| Just to say I feel weird | |
| Family dollars pots and pans rust too fast | |
| Asking if I can borrow his preamp and other do dads | |
| " Hey Mike, Rory here calling about that preamp again" | |
| There were seventeen days | |
| Where I only read Jean Genet | |
| And before bed I only watched Office Space | |
| That was a polarizing experience | |
| Where do I go to be notarized as delirious | |
| Tall and thin built like a NFL punter | |
| Couldn' t afford cover art by Clementine Hunter, my | |
| Don' t bet you' re passing | |
| Type of dude to beat you with a sculpture of Fletcher, Magnum | |
| Point out how your aesthetic is totally lacking | |
| Interlude | |
| See what you need to understand of Kant' s notion of the sublime is that there needs to be an element of clear and present danger | |
| Something so beautiful it could kill you | |
| Like if Kim Karda an were to smother the life out of you with her enormous butt cheeks | |
| That would be a truly sublime experience | |
| Hook | |
| I know I made a mess , it' s time to pickup sticks x4 | |
| I know I made a x2 | |
| x2 | |
| You can' t tell me why x3 | |
| Cause you never ' knew | |
| Bridge x2 | |
| This is an alcove | |
| This is an outpost | |
| This is a village in a poplar grove | |
| This is an imaginary place | |
| This is the room with the Wolfmother wallpaper | |
| Outro | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Beating, lynching, burning, whipping, pillaging, torturing | |
| Mass murdering of blacks | |
| We are not your ordinary rapper niggers | |
| On our chest is wickedness | |
| The Press is telling us lies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| White men rape black men | |
| Black men take it upon chopping up bones | |
| Smothering them in plastic | |
| Dipping their head in acid | |
| Wondering if Dommer Dies | |
| We will not tolerate | |
| Daryl Gates, hates, beats blacks | |
| Creates mistakes | |
| False facts, that | |
| Getting my gat from under my hat | |
| Surprise, wait, don' t wait | |
| Anticipate fate liberate state of mind | |
| Serve millimeter nines | |
| We' re reaching out so we can feel the blind | |
| Here it' s clear | |
| We will not tolerate... fear |
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