Sabbatical With Options - Prefuse 73

«Are you leaving for the country?

You say the city brings you down»

«—dniheb—»

I hung a lung over the only oak in BK

This was after having perused every crook-nook tucked in a scrupula

That the growth of the neighborhood on his last city b-day

And as they ushered in the kiddies, handing each one that gift-wrapped

Louisville aluminum

Swing batter chatter box

Black tar gather at a scrape for the cake going six from the bus traffic half a

dozen summoned from a love of drug magic

Fire in the max cap beater need a beer from his fierce drug habits and heaters

under the mattress

Love 'em all to death but I’m slowing down faster and I know this town backwards

Lookin' at him different cause he boasts with no liquor in the glass he wet his

lips with

Never preach for the rights or relatives, but I reach for the clicker if the

picture isn’t helping 'em

Bet he bleached up, shimmy at a seat belt, Jimmy over city limits,

giddy-up and leap

Left, he steps with a duffel bag shuffle

Most don’t focus so his folks won’t notice

Those old jokes don’t hold him with the voltage of the moldy hocus pocus heat a

geezer mostly grows with so

1985 Dodge Ares hand me down freebie piece of fucked with shit with the fuckin

yellow plates you are going to start for me

Do not do this today, look, man, look you have been very good to me, okay?

I’m gonna start the ignition I’m gonna point you in one direction,

all you have to do is go look I’m not even gonna steer man please

I am so dangerous, in another frame lame get a wet peggin' F on the octane

cater full tank pull rank mater mater

Fall off to adhere to look, three tears cookin up here’s to the shrunk empire

city stuck in the rearview

He get gone.

Why?

I dunno, had an itch, had a flame at both ends of the wick

center in a brick ran him off ditch

Let alone mad piper I don’t wanna rat pack when a back’s set for a tap spinal,

get away bad driver

Eyesight like a bat’s and a bad license both got a bronx zoo with a lockpick

kid slip back by the last vipers

And tigers and bears you will hold down new york, I will be back to reclaim if

I’m bored

They like «Oh, Aes' buggin yeah he gonna leave», they said Well that’s a bit of

a radical process

I was like «Hey man, I put my time in, I gotta, I gotta do somethin man,

I tend to call it my sabbatical-with-options»

I might be back, Here’s to you and you and you, y’all are the ones,

you’re gonna come see me

I’mma have a fuckin bash, country crib man for a minute, at least try this shit,

man, I been a long-ass time to get this fuckin house, I can’t deal with this

shit