
Live On 89.9FM Nighttrain Aesop Rock
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[DJ chatter]
[Verse 1]
Check it, in a box marked "divinity", I trap the trinity
Of honor, evolution, and serenity
Pulled the reign into me
This archetype hyped oddities of style
Lost child prodigy intrigued
Fatigued by a suit and tie spy claiming post-Modern peacemakers
With the worlds ends calibrated in their briefcases
Case em when the sun bursts...
And the populace awaited my reply:
I spit a billion tiny, brilliant white lights into the sky (What)
When your last murmurs fade like colors in graff burners
Soon to be flustered and clustered in with comrade trash hurlers
Color me a sideline observer, alerted not yet retreating
And the climate stubbornly hovered slightly above freezing
Penny for your reasoning, Doug, which luckily I ain't as blessed to hold your attendance
So I could slide my guided tenants on the one
That drop in the bucket boogie begun
Brick in the wall installments draw a fallen performance
Fifth element, critical endurance
Kingpin allow only the murkiest swamp bot
To slip beneath the skin, this is Aesop
Recording til your TDK stops
Watch laboratory clone demotions dodge on natural hate crops
[Verse 1]
Check it, in a box marked "divinity", I trap the trinity
Of honor, evolution, and serenity
Pulled the reign into me
This archetype hyped oddities of style
Lost child prodigy intrigued
Fatigued by a suit and tie spy claiming post-Modern peacemakers
With the worlds ends calibrated in their briefcases
Case em when the sun bursts...
And the populace awaited my reply:
I spit a billion tiny, brilliant white lights into the sky (What)
When your last murmurs fade like colors in graff burners
Soon to be flustered and clustered in with comrade trash hurlers
Color me a sideline observer, alerted not yet retreating
And the climate stubbornly hovered slightly above freezing
Penny for your reasoning, Doug, which luckily I ain't as blessed to hold your attendance
So I could slide my guided tenants on the one
That drop in the bucket boogie begun
Brick in the wall installments draw a fallen performance
Fifth element, critical endurance
Kingpin allow only the murkiest swamp bot
To slip beneath the skin, this is Aesop
Recording til your TDK stops
Watch laboratory clone demotions dodge on natural hate crops
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