[{"id":34343102,"name":"zilch","trackName":"zilch","artistName":"lice aesop rock homeboy sandman","albumName":"lice two still buggin","duration":188.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"A new report out found that lice is actually changing, and mutating, becoming immune to standard treatments\n\nI'm from a village in the hill\nWhere everybody got a mitigated call\nBut no refrigerators filled and every father there got pockets stocked with zilch\nAnd every mother there forgot to take a pill\nI'm rocking for [?]\nThey started crying for they barbers spilling milk\nListen we don't want no drama but the bomb already built\nJust when everyone you know about to ill\nI swoop in like a crow from out the sky and snatch a pot from off the sill\n\nIs it fighting words or minor birds?\nPiracy or rattling?\nA lionheart or Life Alert?\nI don't support a media that fetishize the wealthy 'cause it's weird\nI'm here to help contextualize the Veldt to a room of terrible cadets who dress like Mr. Melding\nI turn 'em into messengers rebelling, it's compelling\nThe cavalcade approach on the heels of obscene evil\nIts easel is meteoric, its beanie is Steve Zissou\n\nI only move aside for the sun\nI only move aside for the sun\nI don't really move aside that much\nNah mean?\nNah mean?\nAnd I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\nCheck it\n\nJust a head\nI throw a left for every gambler layin'\nA bet on every child that went to bed\nI check my texts\nWho's tryin' to swing a [?]\nOh wait that's just my ex\nWho's trying to lay an egg\nThe sky is changing colors\nI'll be up to here in debt\nWhen death become such a\nPorno on ya Tumblr\nI kill time by countin' summers\nAnd teach ya how to do the wop without a theme\nMy name is Homeboy Sand\nMy style is a lock without a key\n\nOddworld bogmen\nSlog through toxins\nGroggy\nSquash all goblins\nPromptly\nFruit of loom, relocating stickers on his Rubix Cube\nWildlife showing signs of ruined doom\nFor you and you and you and 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And equal distribution of the syrup 'tween the top and bottom pancakes\n  Survey the damage from the rampage\n  And piece it together with glow-in-the-dark band-aids\n  Behind the barricades\n  Is a bum who need a shower\n  Will the power to paraphrase\n  \"Hey!\"\n  I made a wish that I could shift more shapes\n  Withholding your support is just poor taste\n\n  Keep code fluent\n  Chief low mutant\n  The kid sits still a tree grow through him\n  East coast, eat slow, throw a pizza 'cross the pigeons\n  After dinner hit a visa with two Dobermans like Higgins\n  I'm looking for a mystery bigger than me to remedy\n  Regardless of its place in the greater collective memory\n  I'm pissed at every terrifying truck stop in the country\n  I'll piss on your pick-up truck for absolutely nothing\n\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I don't really move aside that much\n  Nah mean?\n  Nah mean?\n  And I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\n  Check 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And equal distribution of the syrup 'tween the top and bottom pancakes\n  Survey the damage from the rampage\n  And piece it together with glow-in-the-dark band-aids\n  Behind the barricades\n  Is a bum who need a shower\n  Will the power to paraphrase\n  \"Hey!\"\n  I made a wish that I could shift more shapes\n  Withholding your support is just poor taste\n\n  Keep code fluent\n  Chief low mutant\n  The kid sits still a tree grow through him\n  East coast, eat slow, throw a pizza 'cross the pigeons\n  After dinner hit a visa with two Dobermans like Higgins\n  I'm looking for a mystery bigger than me to remedy\n  Regardless of its place in the greater collective memory\n  I'm pissed at every terrifying truck stop in the country\n  I'll piss on your pick-up truck for absolutely nothing\n\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I don't really move aside that much\n  Nah mean?\n  Nah mean?\n  And I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\n  Check 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don't want no drama but the bomb already built\n  Just when everyone you know about to ill\n  I swoop in like a crow from out the sky and snatch a pot from off the sill\n\n  Is it fighting words or minor birds?\n  Piracy or rattling?\n  A lionheart or Life Alert?\n  I don't support a media that fetishize the wealthy 'cause it's weird\n  I'm here to help contextualize the Veldt to a room of terrible cadets who dress like Mr. Melding\n  I turn 'em into messengers rebelling, it's compelling\n  The cavalcade approach on the heels of obscene evil\n  Its easel is meteoric, its beanie is Steve Zissou\n\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I don't really move aside that much\n  Nah mean?\n  Nah mean?\n  And I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\n  Check it\n\n  Just a head\n  I throw a left for every gambler layin'\n  A bet on every child that went to bed\n  I check my texts\n  Who's tryin' to swing a [?]\n  Oh wait that's just my ex\n  Who's trying to lay an egg\n  The sky is changing colors\n  I'll be up to here in debt\n  When death become such a\n  Porno on ya Tumblr\n  I kill time by countin' summers\n  And teach ya how to do the wop without a theme\n  My name is Homeboy Sand\n  My style is a lock without a key\n\n  Oddworld bogmen\n  Slog through toxins\n  Groggy\n  Squash all goblins\n  Promptly\n  Fruit of loom, relocating stickers on his Rubix Cube\n  Wildlife showing signs of ruined doom\n  For you and you and you and you\n  Shoes made of wah-wah pedals\n  That turn a walk to the wah-wah, the gods and devils\n  I'm at the table breaking bread with both the wicked and the righteous\n  It's hard to tell the difference through a history of violence\n\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I don't really move aside that much\n  Nah mean?\n  Nah mean?\n  And I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\n  Check it\n\n  Lice got a secret handshake\n  That includes painting the landscape\n  And equal distribution of the syrup 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Higgins\nI'm looking for a mystery bigger than me to remedy\nRegardless of its place in the greater collective memory\nI'm pissed at every terrifying truck stop in the country\nI'll piss on your pick-up truck for absolutely nothing\n\nI only move aside for the sun\nI only move aside for the sun\nI don't really move aside that much\nNah mean?\nNah mean?\nAnd I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\nCheck it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Zilch\n  artist: Aesop Rock & Homeboy Sandman\n  album: Lice Two∶ Still Buggin' EP\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  A new report out found that lice is actually changing, and mutating, becoming immune to standard treatments\n\n  I'm from a village in the hill\n  Where everybody got a mitigated call\n  But no refrigerators filled and every father there got pockets stocked with zilch\n  And every mother there forgot to take a pill\n  I'm rocking for [?]\n  They started crying for they 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ex\n  Who's trying to lay an egg\n  The sky is changing colors\n  I'll be up to here in debt\n  When death become such a\n  Porno on ya Tumblr\n  I kill time by countin' summers\n  And teach ya how to do the wop without a theme\n  My name is Homeboy Sand\n  My style is a lock without a key\n\n  Oddworld bogmen\n  Slog through toxins\n  Groggy\n  Squash all goblins\n  Promptly\n  Fruit of loom, relocating stickers on his Rubix Cube\n  Wildlife showing signs of ruined doom\n  For you and you and you and you\n  Shoes made of wah-wah pedals\n  That turn a walk to the wah-wah, the gods and devils\n  I'm at the table breaking bread with both the wicked and the righteous\n  It's hard to tell the difference through a history of violence\n\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I only move aside for the sun\n  I don't really move aside that much\n  Nah mean?\n  Nah mean?\n  And I'm not a big fan of the checkin'\n  Check it\n\n  Lice got a secret handshake\n  That includes painting the landscape\n  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