[Aesop Rock] In slipped rhythm
Fed a cycle bound by
dilemma- debting vendetta
Escaped briefly back
to my apartment
Parked in front the fan
And reminesce about the day I ran a mile
with your heart in my hand
'Tesants get the New York home game
With real life shoot- em- up action
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free game piece all included
I told this cat the earth was flat
He walked till his beard grew long enough
to strangle himself for being stupid
Brick- a- back novelty
Spliced with that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed Tequilla worm future,
be concerned
My feelings spread across the land
reporting avalanche sightings
While my introverted side is flying
cadavers on kite strings
I'ma never give, I'm juiced off ejection
I'm stubborn as a thousand born
agains avoiding questions
From the alpha to the sand
I bake the date up for my pledge
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-
forgotten favors that he bled
Not a creature stirred,
it reaks of subway metal
Feather lecture journalist chin
on fish shenanigans
Recording mayhem with voices
Benefit to break room
Mummified manequins with
future cleanse adamant
And skeleton in cabinet
This a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to shove
my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken
city curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can
tractor trail and serve you SUCKA!
I lay the Lord down upon its belly
With my foot dug in between the
third and fourth disk
Yelling 'Break yo'self!'
I'm the actualized data commission
past penny tip jar donation
Been arranged,
made by the farfetch from stability
Took a heart pledge early on
Bled onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome, home
Lone caddy corner to cock- eyed
sound booster
Sensation'll leave
siesomgraph stabbin away on stone tablets
To sketch up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit
with watered down sand
But have canceled developed,
courtesy America
Land of the free base
Home of the triplicate grill character
My sorta sideways tilt called
pinball blinker
It citizens wander through ex-
warrants steady bleed
With dilapadated winter jacket
I rock a crooked lid piece
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie end
s meet
Pascifist willing to step into a
friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper,
I hierarch compassionate
Where they whine on some 'Daddy's
gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to
the parents quit apparently
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist,
please don't laugh at me'
Ok, time to buckle the fuck down
Side of the wobbly system back to original form,
pumpkin
You can catch the memoir
in several dimensions
The joy of life logic,
don't employ the spite process
Hence, your plight botches