Abandon All Hope Lyrics - Singles - Aesop Rock

Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)... (x16) 

Is a love such as that which I exhibit for my practice 

The factor which then amalgamates debates with 

straight-jackets and ROBES 

Huddled in brackets that blacken the average globe 

Xenophobe, loathe to modify the fly, feel this... 

I carve a notch in my wall for every stall 

every fifth mark slants diagonal to symbolize your downfall 

Drunky peasants, honor the shifty megatron presents 

Slug a bolt one ceremonies of merit turned blood sport (Uh) 

Voted hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company 

Pumpin' out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves 

DUNCED 

Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' 

Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin' 

Let a sucker drift, I lift up every stone prone to find 

the point at which repellent signals ultimately bind 

When a pack of style mimics, see my brains target the cluster 

I advance clutchin' the mic like, bully to knuckle duster 

And a scent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend 

Fuck a badge, light a bonfire, dance a jig around a pig 

Figurin' yea, I'll land a plane on leak stained trackers 

Using only the finest in post-modern terrain mappers 

Once my brethren disperse... 

My God, you'd think the heaven's touched the earth then 

Thirstin' a perch on a bursted curse 

But I don't, confide why to choose me 

Bored, lasso down polaris, let the glow amuse me 

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OK I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies 

Heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes 

It's red tides from here, stop and smell analog hell 

Clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child with yearning 

optics... 

Now someone's approached the robe, shaking like snow-globes 

Other sort safety in numbers, other's flows got towed under 

(yeah) 

Still another took a turn and crashed and burned while others 

flee 

But there will never be another starvin' marvel like me 

See, there's a time when... rhyme and... 

Pain combine can't even manage to tell what the swell is, like 

Picture your imagery embellished with the hellish aspects of the 

swarm's 

forlorn facets 

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Soul crafted fat cats, boroughin', left perennial tennants 

discouraged in 

Discussin' my four-season flourishing, Uh! 

Surgeon purging poetic lead poison 

Poised, in ploys to leak a little bit of moisture on your pride 

I'm a, animated style machine in 

a veening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction 

From ducks in my carnival to vipers in my garden 

You flash identify bottom genus species and class start to 

chuckle 

Buckle the architecture til it fell through 

Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value 

By the time the pending settlement's fully negotiated (yeah 

I'll...) 

I'll have put aside a few to get myself situated 

So like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like "Boo" Radley 

Radically we consume the Colonel Kurtz in our platoon soon 

enough 

That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher 

Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, bursting 

I live for the moment of truth when Big Willy rapper 

ackgnowledges failure and states 'Goddamn my shit is trash' 

'It's time to let go', the tin man bangin' upon his chest to 

hear the echo 

Heartless kid, hollow compartments 

Be we the people of the united, starving artistic 

Militia keep movin' in order to form a more perfect union 

I'm clueing into the poison panoramics brewed in panic situations 

It f**ks a little with my brittle gift 

I tell myself 'Stay' (Stay)... up high 

make a mockery of sun and moon and star til they hand over the 

sky 

My de luxe is, fluxes, pivots to where the crux is 

Invade the town while village elders holler 'Who the f**k's 

this?' 

He hip a cats, agravated trudge through the muds 

Quickin' ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood 

Rugged serpentines climb, pebble the rock 

Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not 

I'm, Ae-f**kin'-sop Rock, mic bizarro 

Proper application of the soul by my standard 

Candid once position from which instigations spawn 

And man, I plan to die with a mic in my hand, it's like... 

Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope, it's like 

Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope...