[Illogic] We the peak of bipedal civilization Zombie style, steppin through life in singlefile formation I see no foul, defacing the monument you all worship On a quest to fall before you learn to crawl, immersed in inertia [Aesop Rock] Okay, it goes novocaine skin, same skeleton within I tip my swine pass to the zookeeper, then sneak my teacher in Rusty angel with a DayGlo halo, predicate burner With a car fueled with pediment, silkworm resident [Illogic] My soul can bask in the rays of freedom reflecting from a seismic sphere Im lying here, very alive in speech, elated to be deceased Immersed in words that reach the highest degree Just now realizing that Im an emcee [Aesop Rock] Im a corroded miner with a shovel and a pick This tunnel stripped of all basic congeniality, muddy pig leg kickin Lickin my chops for the fastlaners who never stopped in the kitchen With an overall hate for the plate of coals, my fellows dig in [Illogic] Now I think ink has to be the savior of my sanity [Aesop Rock] The link wasnt supposed to be missing, hence the calamity [Illogic] Webs of calculated deception lures words to demise [Aesop Rock] So pocket your little sob stories and hand out goodbyes [Illogic] Concrete passages float loosely in gravity defiance Until moving at the speed of light twice removed Nonaging soothed the savage feast of nobrainers Its rhyme water in the form of Asian combat rhyme slaughter return Retainer of mind, manipulative matrix talk Life is a gift, and it makes its twist the politically correct Intersect clefts of limericks, open doors to mimics And allow the timid of herd in the rich Shift to Warp 7, after I left heaven on a bed of eleven clouds As the seventh son, am I never free to run realistically? Simplistically dance on tables and be that imbecile that will never really be an artist Or in this case impersonate one You win some and you take some, attempt to recreate some And some recreate you, if you allow them Stepping in a place is to create yourself Encase yourself in uppershelf and never be heard Its your choice if you want to be a waste of words You want another serving? I know you can taste the words Are they filling your tummy? Mumbling wafted cadences over indigo loops with scarlet drums and a caramel bassline Theyre unable to reprogram, thats why I hate mine Thinking on two feet, next to the fire hydrant Where puppies greet you with urine samples With ample conformity in your system, you walk with urinesoaked slacks Soaking in sensationalism, hatin your wisdom I see youre not amusing or amused as youre abused by the mic I hold in your other right, my left appendage Youre being abused by this mic that I hold in my other right my other right, your left appendage [Aesop Rock] Theres a knot inside my gut thats growing faster by the day So pardon my not showing up to your Saturday matinee [Illogic] Now dive into the fishing hole, and retrieve the souls lost Dangling from the hook and line, while I spill wine to kill time [Aesop Rock] Nah, Imma sit right here, and Imma skip these stones Until they realize that money couldnt buy a backbone [Illogic] Please iron out the creases before blankets of thoughts are shown Covering the hovering mass of wilted poems [Aesop Rock] Wanna buy a lung? Its not broken, it just needs coaxing Comes with a free fiveminute warranty and tar coating When fortune tellers turn Old Yeller, these propellers sputter through space And dispatch they last smoke cloud in the name of good faith These eyelids flitter for the love of little Hitler hybrid littering pleasant arena [I pitchforks for the wiring and his heartaches mire dead man?] Drew a triplicatesix day trip faded prior to time Allowing the devil escape fabrication [Illogic] Drilling through its shell right now [Aesop Rock] Ill be there when it hatches Catching zs on a mattress of matchsticks, ashes to ashes Both confirm the high noon oil for life Stuck my gutterbug intentions to the engine that repelled your candlelight cinema classics Cinema classics, caught a man beat for living I strike backwards with an iron fist driven through the skull of [malice?] siblings Line em up like laminated rookie cards While famine ate your fortune cookie shards Ok, ready on the left? Im ready God, please, I was born sloppy on an origami tugboat in high seas Now I spend simmering summers dragging bigger boats on home To dock and soak in spotlit evenings, while I sweat and watch Thieves, bandits, biters, and scum luring their sheep with a dead God A broken promise in abundance I am not a product of the blizzard, I dont sweat semiotics, baby Half as much as I admire a clear yes, no, or maybe So, um, heres the good ol goldplated wingspan Spread incredible or dead your pinnacle Wipe your sweaty eyes, sigh, ease back Television, pen, pad, dime weedsack, breathe, nap, then repeat [Illogic] Never before have you seen two hybrids dismantle silence Palms handle violence, dilating the candle virus [Aesop Rock] Yeah, mummify the high, and they can teach mortals to float And Imma show you how Beelzebub and Serenity elope [Illogic] Were shedding light on the otherwise dreary tomorrow Leaving breadcrumbs in the streets for the cannibals to follow [Aesop Rock] We weed a garden of stardom with ten dirty nails and a bucket Waiting for the makeshift broken wing and dark angels to plummet
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