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​Blood

This song is by El-P and appears on the album Fantastic Damage (2002).

(Don't look now, you're becoming... your parents.)

I plug the ladies in
Mom kept the babies in
Do right Do right Do right Do right Do right {*3X*}

I plug the ladies in
Mom kept the babies in
Do right Do right Do right Do right Do right {*7X*}

I saw a dream flow slow
Through the soluble hemoglobin
With jackles from every trade
With boogie faces from motors
She's walking beneath the rain
Connected by flesh extensions
While I've been through every puddle
My little walkers connected and...

I shout grate the biscuits
Grip the slip and repeat it
Baby boys in the puddle
And mothers sent us to pen again

This is the big fear
And I'm reaching up from the swamp in here
I'm taking away the trust
While the screaming can turn the a saint (?)

She wrote
Throw us out in a week
With a flash little man huddle
And infinite maternal wear
We used to sleep on cardboard

I stutter with chopped image
Of rapping while she listens to playing
I heard of trouble funk
Wake me with a sentence

I saw your dream flow slow
Through the soluble hemoglobin
With Teddy Ruxpin cut daggers
And tusslin' with monster motors

You wouldn't stop water choking
He has that vein of magic
And I slip below the city far below the big erratic

I plug the ladies in
Mom kept the babies in
Do right... {*3X*}

I plug the ladies in
Mom kept the babies in
Do right Do right... {*3X*}

When I say he I mean I
(Can prevail)
When I say you I mean we
(Will prevail)
When I say she I mean God
(Give us strength)

Do right do right do right do right do right... {*5X*}

I saw your dream flow slow
Through the soluble hemoglobin
Where emotions cause no emotions
A battle scar opens on
Mob smile
Dat style
The dance maneuvers of a little child
Look to the side lines where I shine upon my time

The physic declines through sharp finds and blood lines
Upon the heath the dew remains cold
Though the sun shines
The other: speak not of it
The moon will drag the oceans tide and then my heart will split

Back hunch
Eyes well
Thoughts mutilate a slide show
The darkest thoughts were used in a row
Where did the child go?

A kiss is floating throught the air but never landed
Will you accept all these excuses in exchange for understanding?

We saw a dream flow slow
Through the soluble hemoglobin
Where our love resembles clothing
And the beats are human clothing
And the thoughts of focus of consistence
Supersidal magic
I slip beyond myself into the realms of bad magic

I plug the ladies in
Mom kept the babies in
Do Right... {*fades out*}