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Aesop Rock - The Complex Pt. 3

I make 'em all dance, or I could sleep
I could walk a limp and make your step feel incomplete
people are made of match sticks, is but a flame
note at the craftwork door the last smirk of the the mainframe
my box cost siphon third rail juice from poets
inhabit ocean bottoms with a rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self)
don't at martyr parliament rallies
where squeeze your last giggle then whittle sacrificial finalies
I can tie my new faces alone, your knee deep offerings
sorta bring coughing bunk persona to light (I might)
build anti-malignant railroads, find you, and lay adjacent
just to scream "fuck off" as the engine pulls out the
what should we do with a drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their address, release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam, your son or daughter's embarrassed human
consuming booze and gut fuel, till cruised across the line)

I spin gold, your are dirty lapsed
the nursery class act impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been subtle when polluting paradise gene puddle)
man huddles make us look like cool peeps and I'm trying to sheep
towards the right idea - 5X}
basic divine subsidiary bust center syllable logic, fold origami
plantation this picket fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your kitten, you'll probably never hear this song
let alone sip the mission enough to listen

(I smoke cigarettes to filter, smoke the filter down to space
now I'm gonna roll question tight and smoke that shit up in your face
now if you were to alter every time fame circus approaches
do you really think your maker wouldn't notice? ABOUT IT)

Okay, I've died a thousand, and die a thousand more,
I leave in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
practically caress the utterings of by drudgery brothers and sisters
mothering stickler and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a penny and a *PARABLE, yeah but friendship
sunk a barrel full of ?? pull
I seen harbor bad shiners
then wonder why the culprits at the their rainbows ending
garbage bag liners
with out the apple seed useless (I sat for greed)
patched for boredom crafts a castle out of (I sat to breath)
I breath to hard nearly metamorph castle pins
now I stand to as not to disturb the*PLUMMAGE
and I know not a story, it no longer turns my stomach
hollering wolves in the form of one culprit
but a love tap full of washed up stardom melted trying to it
win a ticket to right white highway sideways melt it smelt it
one love to the rungs in my ladder, one love to the of
laughter bats hung from my rafters
see the jackal met the badger, they both such fucking bad asses
that clashing make sense (hence my tape deck)
now I ain't gonna name name's, and I ain't gonna drag in
but I ain't to say that I'm the only cat you got bubbling
your lucky, somehow you to befriend some good people
who will sit and soak the evils you secrete, but I'm not really sure

(knock the fuck off, kicking his lip the floor
'til the archival vinyl venom the lure
mechanism spit flattery burners
fusing a million majesty murders stole the crown)

oh wait that's right, you me right?
up the peace pipe, and oh
It's all cotton candy when Rock the B line
he's actin foolish left in the of laying bricks
(oh we weren't building nothing but a great around these stones and sticks)
oh and for the record been rhyming since me and Andre thought we could freestyle
built foundation out of passion and dusty tasking
studied dope rappers, expansion, poems and syllable placement
your just mad 'cause somewhere in there you and went (I ain't the type to dwell)
it as casually non compatible and bounced
obtained status where I could straight objectively critique after projects like
(damn that sounds fresh) or (damn that shit is garbage, happened?
I'm not laughing)
yeah, but the barriers broken (you choked)
you made comments to the wrong ?? who out of respect and honor leaked program
now were both trying to sit and breath another dawn so my advice
to you is when I say just "move on" on* - 5X}