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Aesop Rock

Genres: Hip-Hop

Daylight Lyrics - Aesop Rock

Put one up for shackle-me-not clean logic procreation 

I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent 

While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement 

I walk the block with a halo on a stick poking your patience 

Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual 

Dirty cooperative med platoon bloom head-trip split ridiculous 

Fathom the splicing of first generation 

Fuck up with trickle down anti hero-smack, Kraken 

I pace me game to zero hour completion cretin, splash 

Duke of early retirement picket dream 

American nightmare hogging the screen 

I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in 

if you'd stop following me 'round the jungle gym 

Now it's honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage 

Merit crutched on the wretched refuse of my teaming resonance 

I promise, tempest tossed breed with a bleeding conscience 

See, the creed accents responsive but my spores divorced the wattage 

And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) yeah the settlers laugh 

You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash 

You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags to rags 

You won't be laughing when your front lawn's spangled with epitaphs 

You won't be laughing 

And I'll hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed 

So I triple knot 'em and forgot 'em 

His origami dream is beautiful 

but man those wings will never leave the ground 

Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down 

 

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All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

 

(yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop, keep on to the break of dawn) 

 

Slacker bound intimate tabloid headline with a pulse 

Shimmy cross the centerfold, enter dead time engulfed 

Divvy crumbs for the better souls, when seven deadly stains 

adhere hear the blame to crystal conscience 

The result's a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished 

Link me to activism chain, activate street sweep 

Plug deteriorating Zen up in pen dragon 

I hock spores coursed by the morbid spreading of mad men, alley gospel 

Sinking your lincoln-log cabin and Charlie Chaplin waddle 

I could, zig, zag, and zig 'em again 

before the badge gleam sparkled in my brick wall windows 

Another thick installment of one night in Gotham 

without the wretched 'Houston we have a problem' 

Attached to the festive batch of city goblins 

Who split holiday freak on a box cut cinema high road bellow 

Head gripped watch red bricks turn yellow 

Sorta similar to most backbones at camp Icarus 

Where all fiddler crabs congregate and get pampered for bickering 

Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman 

You only call her a bitch 'cause she won't let you get that pussy 

Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests 

Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess 

Kiss the speaker wire, Peter Pacifism peggin' threshold 

Stomach full of halo kibbles 

Wingspan cast black upon vigils, 

hear to duck hunt ticker tape vision and pick apart the pixels 

I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace 

You and I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast 

Metal Captain, 

this cat is asking if I seen his little lost passions 

Told him 'Yeah, but only when I peddled past 'em" 

 

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All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way. 

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, 

put the pieces back together my way 

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Artist: Meg Myers