Luyện nghe bài hát One Brick

[Aesop
I start my with a brick (one brick)
Then add brick (two bricks)
Brick by brick, I manufacture for fallen angels
I no great Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes
Respect the but acknowlege middle-value rainbows
My snout up from dream factory eyelids
Slingin bottled for the kamikaze colonels
Yeah the match that burned the Nazi journals
And plottin verticals amidst horizontal
Models then by famished potholes
And I'm
up on these functions
Killer clouds and huckleberry justice league
knuckle-dragger dungeon breed
Run, breathe, sit,
Wild Aes scream through style to hear the echo
Aight then, flinch for the granddaddy payback
When Billy bought a Tugboat
Now he thinks he's Captain
Facist more than pegleg's birds and eyepatches
Learn lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them
why you wept over spilled milk
And got your crayons wet, the room of a thousand bayonettes
I'll fision vision with a lie than your most walked meridian
Connecting life that little species of idiots
We've now officially scraped barrel
Rock an Apple to the core but ya'll ignored him
I know a planet made of
And once I get of holding this gavel up
prayer circles met him up born again
I too good for tap water
Play "Taps" out of
For a ballad, corpse a man walkin
You can lead a man to a city but don't assure civility
You can beat a man to death with Rock bootleg cd's
(That's fun anyway)
Some cats Float, some don't
I speak in Farenheit and off colon lyric
Diss blatant harassment, honor, whistle fearless
Don't dismiss the billygoat for that common sheep

Chorus*Aesop overlapping Illogic, fading in and out of other*
[Aesop
Platforms have been
built
Slogans coined, have been written
Rumors have circulated
faked
The hourglass smashed and didn't me an escape
Moving have been worn out
Mantlepieces
Idols idolized, the sands been shifted
Curtains have been
Sleepers all
The hourglass smashed and leave me an escape

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

Wingless
Stroll a top shapeless
halos in your syringe
Celestial ground is found
Exposing a depth
Where heartless spines to devour
The small piece of soul that's left
immersed in sound floating
Aimless
Drop anchor to gain
Stare out potions, fertility
Pedestal talk is a
Soaked in pockets where topics lack conceptual, ridicule
The night breathes but light's
Darkness the throne
Where are persecuted
The purity at dilluted
are executed
For genre I'm told when has-beens
To cause heat to rise and wonder why they're in cold
Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden 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 the canvas stands before me
I'm compelled to spill a
For the sinners listen, I got three spikes and a thorned crown
It I need a new soul 'cause mine is worn down
But from the pregance of my hardship was born
Still my pen bleeds and stains the paper with
Finding me among statues of mainstream idols
Drowning in melted ice to that breath is vital
If your and his father were fish out of water
You must break the
How times must a plant be uprooted for it to die?
When it's smothered with lies that the potency of the sky
So when the stars burn out and God the bulbs
With a million
And throws the switch, sparks
new giants and flocks
I on my own two aura illuminated in red
Showcasing the agony held within this spirit
Sacrificing for the health of a masocistic culture
Yearning for the truth that we speak but to hear it