The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History -- Awesome lyrics about LSD

Discussion in 'General' started by TheFxckingHero, Jun 5, 2006.

  1. I don't know who here appreciates good writing skills, but I wanted to post up the lyrics to this song I've been listening to constantly lately. It's by my favorite hip hop artist, Aesop Rock. The song is called "The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History"... Download it and take a listen if you're into indie hop, appreciate great writing, or want to hear an awesome song about LSD. GREAT LYRICS.

    Whether you take a listen to the song or not, read the lyrics below. Look at the majority of the last verse. Every word alternates with the beginning letters forming L-S-D repeating over and over... fucking amazing. Okay, read! The verses are in bold, because they are much more impressive than the bridge/chorus.

    [Verse 1]
    The moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns them
    No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem
    Lucy was in the sky with diamonds
    Five dollars to hold them
    The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars
    Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling
    Inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on backer
    Back to back like Mad Hatter magic
    Rabid mastif collaborative
    Splatter bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit
    (Dark days)
    Banded Louie-Louie
    (Park blades)
    Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater
    Good morning Vietnam
    Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch?
    I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit
    There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my armspan
    What's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs
    What's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands
    But I'm up now
    Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down
    Down by the river where the litter sits
    And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates
    I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties
    Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie
    Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy
    Pocketbook mirror, courtesy Amy
    Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialing eyes green
    Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
    Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face
    Twelve hour solid gold entertainment
    Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper
    (Space Invader)
    This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers
    Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox
    The daytripper anthem goes: "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium."
    Whistle while you work like a canary lung
    All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs
    I sorta see it as my last flash summer
    Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers
    Good times, good people
    All airbrushed on a collapsible easel
    Peace man, easy

    And I knew the permanancy would drift
    And I knew the ph balance wasn't right
    And I knew the crash and burn, how to caress it
    L.S.D. flashed the message
    And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding
    And I knew the ph balance wasn't right
    And I knew how September would then affect it

    [Verse 2]
    Lazy summer days
    Like some decrepit landshark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker, deluded
    Last sturdy domino leans secluded
    Don't let stupid delusions lesson super-duty labor students
    Dragnet lifer solutions
    Daddy loves sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links
    Such determinated leopards, successfully disshelved
    Little soldiers developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking
    Some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses
    Some do let sleeping dogs lie still
    Don't look so damn lackluster
    Suck defeat
    Love some damage, load sample delete
    Late Show, Dave Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch
    Low self-discipline leader seek that lung self-destruct
    Life sucks dickhead
    Lost summer's display laminate showcasing divinity
    Live system definitive
    Liturgy soaked the pig lowly, spectactular delight
    Why, what kind of L.S.D. you like?
    Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)
    You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped
    Some'll try and recapture the same flag
    But I played it smart and recognized the summertime passed

    Get up to get down now
    I don't wanna do it anymore
    Couldn't do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it

    I don't wanna do it anymore
    Couldn't do it if I tried...
  2. hmm im gonna have to download the song, cuz personally that guy cant write worth shit. now if he wrote those while he was fucked up...thats impressive he retained the ability to rhyme.
  3. can't write?! you've got to be kidding... one of the most intelligent hip hop artists and a huge vocabulary. in my opinion, he can write better than probably 90% of hip hop artists. I'm into a lot of indie hop, but he is definitely the most talented lyricist...
  4. He's pretty good but I wouldnt say the best. I mean reading his shit theres no point, every single line is a completely different line having nothing to do with the last one

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