Uncle Tairy - Hula-Hoops are Strictly Reserved for Dirty Hippies

Track from the album "Music From Your Disappointing Future". You can download this track and the entire album for free here: http://www.purevolume.com/UncleTairy/albums/Music+From+Your+Disappointing+Future


Lyrics:

Don't call this a mixtape. I've got plenty original beats
Just heard an old RZA instrumental that made me think
Back to when I aligned planets without my right hand
And caused Earth's orbit to shift around what used to be Saturn
The planets swelled bigger and the flames grew
As you orbited rings around the spheres that used to be you
Gravitational pull grabbin' more than just Earth
Venus, Neptune, they were all puttin' in work
Attracted to the shine of your yellow insides
Almost evaporated oceans and set my land to fire
Black hole for hire, an axis on wobble
Swingin' rings around your hips as the asteroids followed
I think you fit a hollow model inside a water bottle
Took a gulp from your adolescence and happily swallowed
Saturn got thinner as she skipped her daily dinners
Hungry to be the coolest planet this side of Plutos winter
Lost your orbit while I searched for a new one
Found the Sun and distanced myself from your megatons
Since when did the apocalypse become fun?
Since around the time those icy rings around you became one, hun
This is what I figured would happen
I'd continue evolvin' life while you became a desolate planet
I created the madness and how you understand it
So its funny to watch you push away what you had been
Keep laughin' until your core is gone
Substance-free gas flows through what used to be your arm
I can't help but feel responsible for how far you've gone
Away from the warmth that kept Saturn movin' along
C'mon. How many rings do you need?
Before you realize your lack of importance in the galaxy
I'm not proud to be a part of the planet carryin' the species
That occupied the streets in search of feces an-

This is what happens when a bender meets failed sobriety
The aftermath of a degree in realizin' they lied to me
A cigarette dipped in blood and sweat, burnin' the beat
An understanding that apocalypse now is apocalypse me
Creepy canvas painted on by a hand
With no fingers abandoned to the crutch that he hampers
No reason for you to continue along
You should have hit stop before movin' this far in the song
We don't move anywhere, don't let 'em confuse ya
We're stagnant, wonderin' what happened to master's Medusa
Welcome to music from your disappointing future

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Uncle Tairy
• TairyHesticles
• Tairy Hesticles
• Hula-Hoops
• Hula Hoops
• Hip Hop

[JellyfishAnomaly]

Sick, again

[soneoo]

Dope track man!! Lyrics are so dope, lost in the cosmic theme... Like the switch up too man!

[Brainiacbwk]

fire that was tite

[7ElevenMusic]

I'm impressed! not much on youtube that compares to this. If you ever need any beats for your projects you can check me out!

[Slode420]

An epic.