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[Aesop
Wake up, up
Ayo Percee P, time to wake these kids up

P]
Word up Aesop Rock, they'd better take fingers off
pause and hit

[Aesop
Is you fat cats or lab
Trails to my got em sweatin flashbacks
I played a of minesweeper, plunking sneakers in my sunken city
Defunct, and apparently famine, I'm a
Volatile strobe while your blind swallows the globe
Sing to the track and think
When I was a boy I styles exhausted
By every lost at present
Normally I drill of normalcy
You're cordially to accompany me
In of the tables to label the opposition
As I choose, refusing to with the cold
Rapidly dissolved my involvement in a solvent of soul and roll
Brain trip the Beta trap for the slaughter
Like livestock infected anthrax
On my call a pack or clan snaps, collapsed was the mandatory
On the fluids ???? and days
Desire on the opposite circuit and glorious
Is glorious hazes of spun through my array of operation
Slave to box revalations
And wrapped in a practice with my colleagues and slackers
20,000 league and the swelling increases
Once the mortar hit the pestal whole vessel fell to pieces
And I laughed, I for me and my Starving art family
I laughed tangibly, your ampin me to vamp fresh
My mic stabs white flags and drag
skin-wearers through the terrors of compliance
Once the day turns night, suck the woody like termites
And how they got labeled dick-hungry damsels in distress
The all new and improved poetically Aesop Rock
in stores with my, highly suggested parental discretion
99 brilliant new

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I'm not your average man bragging, toe or hand
50 bagging, pants sagging, trigger nigga on the bandwagon
Huh, I know this nigga named Rickey his Nikki want to get with me
Says "Stick me just a quickie, lick me and a hickie"
I stick instead of tricking in this chickenheads
One look and said I ain't shit in bed, she be licking lead
better let your gods recognize the Rhyme Inspector hides
And never sweat them lies about me haters check your
One verse, lung burst, as I first
Guns, slums, hearse don't stun Perce, I'm from's worse (sucker)
My new are hot, bodies chewed up a lot
flew up the block to a cipher, blew up the spot
Stacks of rhymes, ain't a for mines, tracks and shine
Leave you back in time in a ?beeler? ain't at my prime
I'm a your face in, trial and shit is wild
I turn the dial, stealing my style
I should file for