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Aesop Rock Miscellaneous 1,000 Deaths Verse One: I saw the rod-eye cross and murder circle above my turret Slither spiraling banister down a hide My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out they pyramids Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd rail surges Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits Oooh child, raises oddity, son of a circus side show freak Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't speak Infected projection hung thicken the air Punching is burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god Sweet Christ crucify me with rail road spikes Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave All fair the most serene communication's pageant Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges I spell Marry with my name stitched on my heritage Incinerate arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished wind Buried in leagues a please, thank you, pardon, excuse me Your welcome, may I? ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions Chorus: I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed Verse Two: You ever died a thousand deaths? I have And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma Jones and behome alone days sink how my poems I Dig in the dirt I bring up the earth like pulley systems Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me Carpet by my spearheading fink-eye beretta Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand salami links And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers My wing span can and will employ full expansion Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands spanning for gold Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't Bundled in my humble little plummet Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick Chorus: I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed |
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