Ego Death
Busdriver Prod. by Jeremiah Jae Lyrics
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We can make this better
We can make this better
We can make this better
Under the sun yet I laid in vie of the night
I slip miniature mantras between my cries and gripes
While crowds wanna resent me like The Price is Right
And downtime is never met with an overjoyed grin
Cause sleep and death have always been conjoined twins
You'd rather lick the red gills of pop art
And then your cement-filled epoch marks
The withering tendrils from my wrought heart
Reach for a Benadryl like it was a lost ark
Cause my average day is for the body of aegis, they're prompting these sieges
We cry to these seniors, living a side of splotchy Adidas
Serving consecutive sentences
My corrective lenses is ruby quartz
You're my bitch and ain't worth a jiggling of booty warts
Circumstances trap writers Kathy Bates
Under a neat colorized happy face
So my carbon covered in candy paint
There's still a namesake if it's a diaper rash
I'm pinging this on a cyber cast
Questioning news items playing pattycake with Ira Glass
The fact that this pony show's racist
Stirs the colloquial cake mix and charges the homeostasis
Of all the homies who await us like we some Smokin' Joe Fraziers
But my unchecked whining's like some ceremonial plate shift
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better
Before long, oil the bones
A little celery chop
A little pepper, a little milk of the poppy
Little posse in effect
Analog mono-poly Man'o'War
Walloping the auto-poly avatar
Mind on his Mallomars
Money on the iron lung
Clumsy with the can of worms
Usher you behind the sun
He shoots the whores, truly stupid troubadours and elders
Stock the shelter with frijoles and blueberry New York Seltzers
Roll up in a pa-diddle like a doofus
Hit the corner like the devil is a 'cubus
I'm ruthless, the sigil is dog with a cone, feeling foolish
Seven hells calling all foreseeable futures
Be an obtained culprit
Crippling migraine and strange stomach
Or a stray bullet through his gray mullet
I am ivy up the god damn lattice
March to the math rock
Raw, no cartoon mascot
The Mario pajama bottoms clumsily rappelling
Under a gibbous moon
Hunting for shitty food
Gunning, too tough, embedded in bad magic
Duckboy, shit is quacktastic
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
I'm not done yet
I'm not done yet
I'm not done yet
I'm not done yet
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
Rap Marilyn Manson, about as hot as a lantern
With two hoodies on the beach with two bitches crump dancin'
Rappers quit your advancin', last man standin'
Bars hit so hard you ricochet off the planet
The motherfucking hybrid, tell Miley Cyrus text me
When I holler to her private I'm tryna get them privates
Parts, don't start, take heart like Kano
Remember when I told to you niggas drink all the Dran-o
Pop all the pills, take all the lines
Chop through a window with some sawblade blinds
Back on that shit, guess what this time?
Half a stick of dynamite where the sun don't shine
Any nigga disrespecting, chin check 'em 'til he's slinky-neck
Blowing dope, eyes low and chinky like I'm Mannie Fresh
Countdown to extinction, no nigga not Megadeth
So many dead rappers, can't even take baby steps
Walking over carcasses of artists in my garden
Been nice with this shit since Nas was writin' past the margin
Any nigga wanna start it, I fuckin' beg your pardon
I'm with arson, I'm the firestarter; Prodigy invent the art
Smack my bitch up in the mouth with my dick
And it's not domestic violence cause she likes that shit
There's no sentence to describe it, homie
Except she sucked it like her fucking life depended on it
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
The opening lyrics of "Ego Death" by Busdriver Prod. by Jeremiah Jae mull over a common question people ask themselves in relationships: is "it" worth the pain and struggle that may come with it? The lyrics ask if the excitement and fun of a sexual relationship is worth the metaphorical torture that can be caused by arguments, misunderstandings, and heartbreaks. The song goes on with the theme of struggle, discussing the hardships of life through surreal and sometimes nonsensical imagery. The lyrics discuss the singer's sleepless nights and moments of intense heartache. He compares himself to pop art and describes the way people resent him. Despite all of this struggle, the song insists that "we can make this better," suggesting that growth, learning, and self-improvement can come from the hardships we face.
The second part of the song is a dramatic shift in tone, with aggressive, violent lyrics about causing harm. This shift may suggest an unhealthy way of dealing with pain, as if the singer is resorting to inwardly harming himself and others rather than trying to work through his problems. However, these violent lyrics could also be interpreted as a form of self-expression, as if the singer is channeling his pain into angry, intense rhymes.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, I know what you're saying, but... is it sexier than torture?
The singer challenges a statement, asking if it is truly better than something considered undesirable.
Under the sun yet I laid in vie of the night
The singer describes their situation of experiencing night during the day.
Cause my average day is for the body of aegis, they're prompting these sieges
The singer's daily life is designed for survival and defense, leading to constant struggles and battles.
You're my bitch and ain't worth a jiggling of booty warts
The artist considers someone inferior and of no value, likening them to an unwanted physical trait.
The fact that this pony show's racist
The artist highlights the issue of racism in a particular situation.
Usher you behind the sun
The singer suggests moving someone out of sight or into a hidden location.
Rappers quit your advancin', last man standin'
The singer challenges other rappers to quit competing and implies a willingness to be the last one standing.
Countdown to extinction, no nigga not Megadeth
The artist compares their situation to the looming danger of extinction, referencing the band Megadeth.
Smack my bitch up in the mouth with my dick
The artist describes an abusive act towards a partner.
We can make this better, or not, yes we will
The artist suggests the possibility of change, either positive or negative, but asserts that they will make a choice.
We're just looking for something inside us to kill
The singer suggests that their actions towards change are fueled by a desire to destroy a part of themselves.
Contributed by Joshua D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@KingYahshua
busdriver, aesop rock, and danny brown? is this real life
@mycroftwilde4742
Haha, right? The ppl Danny has worked with is kinda mind blowing. Having him and Aesop on a track is amazing.
@rustyshackleford81
@@mycroftwilde4742 woulda been eyedea on this track at some point. I feel like Danny and Mikey woulda hit it off. That said, fuck heroin!!!
@zenatman
Literally just said this to someone. 🤣
@Crafty_Spirit
I discovered Danny Brown through this track 😃 What a gem
@Loonatic816
AND strangeloop!
@dannysoto9622
"Yeah I understand what you're saying but, is it sexier than torture?" Greatest intro ever
@johnatahanadoeee7197
not as good as the Method Man intro tho lol
@t045tygh05t
I've loved Meth's shit for 20+ years but sorry Aes bodies Meth
@DeezNuts-pt6cf
that's like chess vs. checkers tho