MURS & SLUG

MURS & SLUG - Give It Up lyrics

rate me

[Slug:]

I sit in the back of the chamber

Away from the strangers like I'm a big banger

Fuck ya theories

Clearly it's a myriad

Of weak characters and second to last periods

Put an asterisk by your name

With a footnote explaining the shattered glass frame

The dusk came

The smile was afflicted

They called it fame

Highly addictive

[MURS:]

I graduated like a cylinder

My signature

Can't be recognized by these minuscule miniatures

Consummate con artists

Conning all you conformers

Pushin' my penmanship

Pinnacle performance

A peg leg

A prophet through piracy

I still sail (sell)

Indulged in the irony

And I will be

The last man standing

Screamin' "Land ho" and sink your whole damn planet

[Slug:]

Give it up, give it here

I want full attention

Sharpen up the #2

It's time to start the testin'

Sentences etched in

To the development

Confliction eternal

At war with your skeleton

[MURS:]

I got an air tight alibi

No holes in my story

Gossip hood homies that can hold that for me

There's new ways to get high

But all that bore me

Don't want to be strung out on coke when your forty

[Chorus: Aesop Rock (Slug)]

(Give it up)

Swim together or drown separate

Do not let her peer into a man's eyes like Xs

(I got Xs)

Do not let her rehabilitate

Eyes like Xs, tongues like figure eights

(Give it up)

Get it together or dive separate

Do not let peer into a man's eyes like Xs

(I got Xs)

Do not let her rehabilitate

Eyes like Xs, tongues like figure eights

(Give it up)

[MURS:]

Here it is, a big day for the little rhymers

Puttin' out a new record

All they do is criticize us

It's all up on the Internet

They analyze who's in and out of

Can't they see these men are riders?

All that do is energize us

Powered up

You sittin' with that sour cup

Cryin' over spilled milk

Mad cause your hour's up

It's our turn

Better luck next time

Get yours

Until then respect mine

[Slug:]

I'm a product of too many Minnesota winters

Go figure

They call me a go getter

Had a fetish for puttin' letters together

Did it for the adventure cause we know better

There's no treasure

Just sex, drugs, rock & roll and guns

And a visit to the dentist every 24 months

I never respect the peaches or plumbs

That's why I speak to your face and keep my hands on your lunch

[MURS:]

Boss up or bow down to big timers

We download

Dodgin' all you dick riders

See me talkin' to a chick

You know I'm tryin' to take her home

Cock block my convo, I'm crackin' your camera phone

[Slug:]

Out hollerin'

Cause my tolerance is thin

I'm callin' offense moves with my defense in

Gotta watch you fools with every open eye

Don't forget to watch them ones that try to hold you high

(You know that's right)

[Chorus]

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