Name: O Vos
Duration: P00H02M39S
Description: Absolutely Impulsive.

O Vos

by Impulse

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O Vos
a Hip Hop song by Impulse (Nick Riley)

ya...

You were a most despicable plottah, pottah, lucifer in the flesh,
Mr. Death, pullin at the rusty chains on mah neck
Did I recognize yah daggar staggerin' like a vicadin addict,
Number than a no-bummer summer - laughable caddy valet?

(hahaha) yes, and the shots made it clear,
3 up high, killin 6 birds, stoned as they tossed out they wares,
Who cares? Ah, but you Are a bird, son...
- Pickin' dumb fights like grain m
ush from the dust,

You're a bigger chicken than big bird, peckin' the sesame seed street,
Say hi to Mr. Snuffleupagus for me,
You're as presidential as Grover, Blue in the face with a red nose,
Rudolph himself would laugh at your ridiculous flow. - Now back we go -

Break

Chorus:
Can I get a little bit of respect,
Oh that's right it takes a minute to earn, guess I don't have it yet,
How you expect to be a king in a day,
You best be patient or get out of my way,
(You best be patient, don't be makin' mistakes)

I was a most respectable martyr, charter, Savior in the flesh,
So I thought, In comparison to the road you walked,
Could I understand the matter, ramblin' like a drunk in my conscience,
Slurrin' like a legato grotto, archaic picture motion?

(mmmm) No, but I had an idea,
1 or 2 flickerin' frames, remains from the past like teddy bear squares,
Boxed up like moth balls, Wings just as white,
Was it I whose role was to undo the wrong with the right?

Maybe so, I relented, my own pistol ready,
Bullets personified - in the form of water and clay, steady...
I'm not here to clean clocks,
Grandfather glocks just get older sittin' out in the old ammo box.

Until you choose to be the clay in the kiln,
You will embody imperfection, (I ain't playin')
Until you choose to be engulfed by the flames,
You will never know your direction, ... more

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O Vos
a Hip Hop song by Impulse (Nick Riley)

ya...

You were a most despicable plottah, pottah, lucifer in the flesh,
Mr. Death, pullin at the rusty chains on mah neck
Could I recognize yah daggar staggerin' like a vicadin addict,
Number than a no-bummer summer - laughable caddy valet?

(hahaha) yes, and the shots made it clear,
3 up high, killin 6 birds, stoned as they tossed out they wares,
Who cares? Ah, but you Are a bird, son...
- Pickin' dumb fights like grain m
ush from the dust,

You're a bigger chicken than big bird, peckin' the sesame seed street,
Say hi to Mr. Snuffleupagus for me,
You're as presidential as Grover, Blue in the face with a red nose,
Rudolph himself would laugh at your ridiculous flow. - Now back we go -

Break

Chorus:
Can I get a little bit of respect,
Oh that's right it takes a minute to earn, guess I don't have it yet,
How you expect to be a king in a day,
You best be patient or get out of my way,
(You best be patient, don't be makin' mistakes)

I was a most respectable martyr, charter, Savior in the flesh,
So I thought, In comparison to the road you walked,
Could I understand the matter, ramblin' like a drunk in my conscience,
Slurrin' like a legato grotto, archaic picture motion?

(mmmm) No, but I had an idea,
1 or 2 flickerin' frames, remains from the past like teddy bear squares,
Boxed up like moth balls, Wings just as white,
Was it I whose role was to undo the wrong with the right?

Maybe so, I relented, my own pistol ready,
Bullets personified - in the form of water and clay, steady...
I'm not here to clean clocks,
Grandfather glocks just get older sittin' out in the old ammo box.

Until you choose to be the clay in the kiln,
You will embody imperfection, (I ain't playin')
Until you choose to be engulfed by the flames,
You will never know your direction,

credits

released December 7, 2010
Thank you to...

My Savior, Ian Trautner, Sarah, Andrew, Blaksmith, DICE, Sammy V, A&W Rootbeer Co., ADHD, chairs with wheels, everyone who's given me feedback on my music.