Luyện nghe bài hát One Brick

[Aesop
I my city with a brick (one brick)
add another brick (two bricks)
Brick by brick, I homes for fallen angels
I ain't no Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes
Respect the polars but acknowlege rainbows
My snout turned up dream factory eyelids
Slingin bottled prosperity for the colonels
rocks the match that burned the Nazi journals
And plottin amidst blatantlly horizontal
Models swallowed by famished potholes
And I'm
Tied up on functions
Killer cottoncandy clouds and huckleberry justice
knuckle-dragger dungeon breed
Run, breathe, sit,
Aes scream through your style to hear the echo
Aight then, for the great granddaddy payback
Little Billy bought a Tugboat
Now he thinks Captain Ahab
Facist takes more than pegleg's birds and
Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of
Wonder why you over spilled milk
And got your crayons wet, the reaks of a thousand bayonettes
I'll fision vision with a lie than your most walked meridian
Connecting life with that species of idiots
We've now scraped barrel bottom
Aesop Rock an to the core but ya'll ignored him
I know a planet of porcelain
And once I get of holding this gavel up
Ya'll prayer circles met him up born
I ain't too for tap water
"Taps" out of order
For a ballad, corpse a man walkin
You can a man to a city but that don't assure civility
You can a man to death with Aesop Rock bootleg cd's
(That's fun anyway)
Some cats Float, cats don't
I speak in Farenheit and burn off lyric
Diss harassment, spit honor, whistle fearless
Don't dismiss the appearance for that common sheep

Chorus*Aesop overlapping Illogic, in and out of each other*
Rock]
Platforms been erected
built
Slogans coined, have been written
have been circulated
Autographs
The hourglass smashed and didn't me an escape
Moving boxes been worn out
dusted
Idols idolized, the sands have shifted
Curtains have closed
all waked
The hourglass and didn't leave me an escape

[Illogic] Aesop, fading in and out*
Now with my trusty
I picked of thoughts vault
Finding the garden
The harvest
Only the of Life flourishing
Wanting to take a bite but I'm
Is that, predestination or is it by
That I'm trapped in sand
Show radio mission but for my rhymes
Man 'cause I can aluminum
And I my consciousness
is just a note
For any or lack thereof there's a consequence

Wingless
Stroll a top cottonballs
With in your syringe
Celestial ground is broken
Exposing a bottomless
Where heartless awake to devour
The small piece of your that's left
You're immersed in sound
Aimless
Drop to gain stability
Stare out potions, fertility
Pedestal is a token
Soaked in pockets where lives lack conceptual, ridicule
The night but light's choking
occupies the throne
Where are persecuted
The at times dilluted
Rhymes are
For genre I'm when has-beens attempt
To heat to rise and wonder why they're trapped in cold
an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold
So the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise
And as fabric of orthodoxes dismantle
I'll see you the pentagram within this crucifix disguise
See when the stands before me
I'm to spill a vision
For the sinners that listen, I got three spikes and a thorned
It seems I need a new soul mine is worn down
But the pregance of my hardship was born style
Still my pen bleeds and the paper with thought
Finding me lost statues of mainstream idols
Drowning in ice to reinforce that breath is vital
If your father and his father were out of water
You must the cycle
How many must a plant be uprooted for it to die?
When it's smothered with that abolish the potency of the sky
So when the stars burn out and God replaces the
With a watts
And the switch, sparks filament
Hurting new giants and
I stand on my own two illuminated in red
Showcasing the agony held within this spirit
Sacrificing itself for the health of a masocistic
Yearning for the truth that we speak but refuse to it