39 Thieves

Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles

Thousands of them line the pavement

Like patient pupae waiting to become worms

The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking

The people are dead, but the monkey keeps talking, keep

[Mr. Lif:] keeps-keep-keeps talking

[Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:]

(Another dark night) Teething I'm marking a beast sheep

Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a beat

Smores over warm helvetica brown proper

For the odd God or monster, proper to teleprompter

Wild blue yonder, blue in the face, angel

Blew into the bugles in lieu of the euthanasia

Usually the shooter community chew the corpse

But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours

Day of the dead, play the ledge closely

Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey

Dope the gonzo of what we sold choked socially

Stole the golden fleece with the culture of total nobodies

Earth rised, the divide up of fighting tribes

All we do is watch 'em waddle back and forth lighting fires {Money money}

Detonator, wire cutter, pliers

Two cities and the one is broken up in tiny towns

And I won't pose, I'm in the heart of the lion's throat

For a photographic token of my primordial growth

You parade around and kill, so damn proud

Like a flatline fetish, had it's feathers fanned out

War tore the symmetry, skipped into it gingerly

Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry

Hell's bells every which way the the wind blows

So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go

[Chorus: El-P]

Another dark night, another not-all-right

Another bad ritual, more botched surgery

Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently

Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery"

Vicinity wander, claim no soul

Never let an anchor drop

Never had a home, never talk to strangers

Never trust a friend

This is the life and the life will not end

[Mr. Lif:] Money [x8]

[Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:]

Next time think

39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks...

Raise your drinks

39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks

We're not concerned with the community aloofness

Duke, we're animals, we just go where the most food is

Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless

Truth is you're equally expendable if spoon fed

{Money money}

Money is cool and I'm only human

But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded

Like the shinier the jewel the more exclusive the troop is

Bullets don't take bribes stupid, they shoot shit

(Another dark night)

Calicos tread around the rabbit hole

Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grows

Piss warmed sugar water wore the summer canteen

Plus burned rubber like "green is the new green"

Rubber necks froze, slows by the multiplex

Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates

Bougie on the right, left rep rebel force

Both say the feudal group the parking lot was never yours

Black top pebble wars

Soldiers mold it where the Jones is every grown up

Want the code again to get to grow in

No motive, it showed up in dose quotas

Hog barn burner come see if your homes hold us

Eighty-five rattle-trap parked through fancy

Which swayed with stepping out of Comanche, antsy

Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine

And paranormal hatchet and cadets to break the levees in {Money money}

Both know the totem camaraderie

Token of equality, they post it horizontally

Chronicle the loading dock, they crawl to lodge the colony

Half-massed flags, half caps stole the properly

And sleep the sleep of the just ready on the left

Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect

With the usual undesirables and the big brother cutters

On the day your name became "This Motherfucker? "

[Chorus: El-P]

Another dark night, another not-all-right

Another bad ritual, more botched surgery

Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently

Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery"

Vicinity wander, claim no soul

Never let an anchor drop

Never had a home, never talk to strangers

Never trust a friend

This is the life and the life will not end

[El-P:]

This-is-the-life [x3]

[Mr. Lif:] The people are dead, but the money keeps talking

This-is-the-life

[Mr. Lif:] Talking

This-is-the-life

[Mr. Lif:] Money money

This-is-the-life