Luyện nghe bài hát The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3

Aesop Rock - The Complex Pt. 3

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

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

I spin gold, your are dirty lapsed
the nursery class act impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been more subtle polluting paradise gene puddle)
man huddles make us look like cool peeps and I'm trying to school
towards the right idea - 5X}
this basic divine subsidiary bust syllable logic, fold origami
plantation shut picket fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your dream kitten, you'll probably hear this song
let alone sip the mission long to listen

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

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

(knock the off, kicking his lip across the floor
'til the archival vinyl soak the lure
anti-clarity mechanism flattery burners
fusing a majesty murders then stole the crown)

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