abandon all hope - aesop rock

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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 h-lla high seas, i freeze your mega dumb company
pumpin’ out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves
crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin’
bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin’
let a sucker drift, i lift up every stone pr-ne to find
the point at which repellent signals ultimately bind
when a pack of style mimics, see my brains target the cl-ster
i advance clutchin’ the mic like, bully to knuckle duster
and a scent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend
f-ck 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, l-sso down polaris, let the glow amuse me

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 -n-log h-ll
clenchin’ a stench of burnin’ logics and a child with yearning

now someone’s approached the robe, shaking like snow-globes
other sort safety in numbers, other’s flows got towed under
still another took a turn and crashed and burned while others
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 h-llish aspects of the
forlorn facets

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 cl-ss start to
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 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
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 ‘godd-mn my sh-t 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
my de luxe is, fluxes, pivots to where the crux is
invade the town while village elders holler ‘who the f–k’s
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 sp-wn
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…

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