Innercity Hustle (Accapella) Embedded (Ft. Aesop Rock & L.I.F.E. Long)

[Intro: Aesop Rock and L.I.F.E. Long]
Aesop Rock: L.I.F.E. Long
L.I.F.E. Long: Aesop Rock, what’s the deal, fam?
Aesop Rock: Yo, yo, man, how you feeling?
L.I.F.E. Long: Yo, maintaining, just keeping it balanced, yo
Aesop Rock: Aight, what you doing now?
L.I.F.E. Long: Yo, I’m just walking around, yo. Where were you headed?
Aesop Rock: I don’t know about that. Sometimes, I just walk around
L.I.F.E. Long: Yo, let’s roll then. Word
Aesop Rock: I want to check out what’s at Fat Beats anyway. Yo, yo, what the deal, son?
L.I.F.E. Long: Yo, last night, I went to this ill spot. Ese and Hipsta were spinning there
Aesop Rock: Aight
L.I.F.E. Long: Yo, I’m still holding

[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]
Yo, L.I.F.E. Long, yo, how you feeling? (Aesop). Man, I’ve been kind of tired
Sort of stuck somewhere between a floorboard and a ceiling
Somewhere between a warlord and a passive activator
Who ran to blind city blocks, provoking magic-makers
I’ll spin wild, alligator-skin style (Style)
Rocking a limp that deflects, that hurting verbs in of a serpent (Ah)
Rattlesnakes try to slide awkward
Walking a dozen broken promises without a goal to walk toward
I’ma be dirty for preservation of the medium
And travel through a brick jungle, thick puzzle (Puzzle)
Baby, this ugly demeanor is an archetype stone style
Phoenix for the bastard, morbid scene and orbit randomly
Raw paranoia (-noia). New York is gonna burn tonight
And goddamn if I’ma let you off easy (Goddamn)
Twenty Thousand Leagues under a sleepy generation
With a line around a block and a populace sick of weight