Aesop Rock – Save Yourself

Aesop Rock
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(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS sample Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer Kill the populace for stability, jeopardy's a stickler Its bob and weave amalgam played the falcon to your fixture I branch out, arms flailing backwards wailin upon a tidy sound circuit slightly foul Gershwin with a bed of nails and drumlust plus disgusted service workin in shifts opposite the asbestos brain furnace I be the now observatory eye ear antenna feeler Spittin like a dragon with a similar demeanor stood innocent bystand witness the diehard fans turn Rip Van in the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left Pushin war without the ten step cushion and what (what) I plan to hold this beat positive sacred in these golde veins Until the day I die from grimace overload It's shock (it's shock) treatment offered by the weekend this still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes: One for the heartless thievery turning my guardian angel harpless And the rest to sweep the mess under the carpet (under the carpet) I drag a yellow taxi meter behind every measure And charge cats for labeling me shepherd "That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin, I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons" Huh, got caught up in the universe tryin to zoom in on stardom Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were based in Carbon Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin other than hip-hop And maybe hip-hop'll save you from the pit-stop Kill em all, yield (naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield brother I just read and pulled the trigger) Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe past the pearly gates capture the halo, jet back to base, step past the chase the bad taste of jet-lag and weight slackers There aint nothin broken, where you at? The pistons pump perfect, where you at? The bass tone is Merlin, where you at? This service is a urgent workin surgeons Purging formulas lookin for an improper cause is whack (Chorus 2x) What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, no honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (damn) Promise me you gon shut the fuck up and recognize What you holdin aint really broken? I don't flick neeedles like my sick friend (friend) I don't march like Beetle Bailey through a quick trend (trend) I don't frequent church's steeples on my weekend (end) And I don't comment if you formulate a weak Zen. All I ever really wanted was a getaway I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my hands I can not agree to follow a leader while on the borderline A war without a reason for the Brady hates gore Bring out your dead we can put em in a pile And burn em with the novels for the kids then to admire KIll the ones that speak from a different life Brewin other killer noise makin the sentiment... Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle rocket cockpit Live by the icy cold hand of bad intention youth blender Oh yeah I'll let God warm the bench for now but I'll ascend to spin y'all dizzy (and for the record I'm bringin my t.v. with me) Yo, let the commoners speak publicly Then disperse eye jammies for cats that swear by third pupil But can't see past the loophole Motherfucker, my word is born like Siamese triplets With doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise (let em grow leisurely) Hey Mom, I'ma fix without my probe along this path Once my shpeel's perfected I'ma save you a seat in the front row Of Aesop Rock's twelve steps to shut the fuck up seminar And when all these bickering crowds turn solid you gon be proud I tack hacks to the (backboard) Honesty's a (latchcord) Fury's far from (obsolete) Serenity's a (crack war)* Raw caricature of mayhem standard branded by the labor With a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors Saw the brightest burst ironically wide from the vacant stage Gave it a pound for burning where bunk ratio's engaged Keep me posted as to when you grasp something mature to sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider pickin up your record (Chorus 2x) The Authors, they aint got nothin to save The Overground, man they aint got nothin to save Def Jux, they aint got nothin to save The Addams Family, they aint got nothin to save Weightless, they aint got nothin to save Stronghold man, they aint got nothin to save Rhymesayers baby, they aint got nothin to save Aesop Rock, I aint got nothin to save it's llike that ***- crack whore
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