Houthi

Lyrics

Stood pooled in porch light
 Cut my shadow off with a dull knife
 Whispered in its ear, then sent it off into the night
 Set the trap to the mice
 The rats, whatever's in the pipes
 Corner of ya eye, the edge of the white
 That's where I live, I'm set for life
 Braise the tripe, never stir the rice twice
 Barely roasted pancetta on a fine dice
 Your wife said, "Haram," but we already fell from quite a height
 This what happened, left to his own device
 You'd be embarrassed to know the price (wasn't much)
 The bag was light, the rags were still tied tight
 There was no particular gripe, I sent a dull crescendo
 Stepped over some when it was my turn at the window
 Backwoodz single, change on plexiglass
 Yeah, that's my jingle
 Careful what you ask for, you just might get it
 Moms showed us where she kept our passports hidden
 Careful what you ask for, you just might get it
 Better yet, he keep a couple passports wit' him
 Told my ex-wife where I stashed it, just in case
 She paused, then she said, "Okay"
 Couldn't think of much else to say, a labyrinth is not a maze
 That's okay, but that's not the haze
 J.D. Salinger, just stay away
 Miss Havishim at the drapes
 Naked to the waist, aged like grapes
 Gutterin' candles, throw shade while we ate
 All you heard was knife and fork on the plate
 Grainy home movies of him home-rollin' doobies
 Pagliacci, how they piled in the fuckin' hoopty
 Loopy smile, I ran through the town like Houthi
 Wave cap under the kufi, the tea was loose-leaf
 Listen, it's all news to me, I'm new in these parts
 Pardon to God, I'm just visitin' my niece
 Somewhere in the buildin'
 Someone somewhere makin' beats, muffled
 Cover the mouths of children where you hear the beast, shuffle
 To another door, somethin' scuttled along the floor
 Belt buckle whip you raw, stood up all night
 Every plan had a flaw
 Pried every board from the floor
 Pride before fall but he fell short
 Both hands wrapped in gauze
 Stole five from God, your Lord
 And I'm just wonderin' what she was thinkin' when she paused
 What she was thinkin' when she paused
 Careful what you ask for, you just might get it
 Moms showed us where she kept our passports hidden
 Careful what you ask for (ask for, ask for)
 

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Duration
02:44
Key
10
Tempo
129 BPM

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