'99 HONDA CRV (feat. Methuselah)

We have the same social conditioning We have the same telos of soul My woman and I are angels Trapped in an animal world She knows I subverted your tyranny Consider it carved into stone We ran away to the city To test what Augustine wrote So goodbye Troy Tulowitzki That Saturday morning cartoon I'll always be the same man Like the Rockies will always lose Now I live in Chicago On the Luis Aparicio half And I know that God must be laughing Because the White Sox are just as bad It's a '99 Honda CRV My girlfriend split the full cost with me There's plenty of room for our groceries I don't make payments I make the beats It's a '99 Honda CRV The dashboard look like a Christmas tree We paid all our tickets We ride it clean We'll park on a residential street It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV The Mormons bought our presents That December 25th When I'd never seen a snowfall And it fell a record inch And that was something I could cherish That was something I could trust When it was freezing in Chicago And I had to take the bus It's a luxury to say out loud That life is a slap in the mouth And when it knocks you on the floor You get up and you ask for more You get up and you ask for seconds You get up and you ball your fist All you do is you keep your vision Where you think that your knuckles fit It's a '99 Honda CRV My girlfriend split the full cost with me There's plenty of room for our groceries I don't make payments I make the beats It's a '99 Honda CRV The dashboard look like a Christmas tree We paid all our tickets We ride it clean We'll park on a residential street It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV I wrote this on the clock I've got nothing left to say I've reached the end of thought And I'm not above cliche I wrote this on the clock I've got nothing left to say I've reached the end of thought I've reached the end of thought It's a '99 Honda CRV My girlfriend split the full cost with me There's plenty of room for our groceries I don't make payments I make the beats It's a '99 Honda CRV The dashboard look like a Christmas tree We paid all our tickets We ride it clean We'll park on a residential street It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV It's a 99 Honda CRV