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WORD WORD

awwww my fave Aes + MF tracks! thanks for posting a bunch of Aes' older stuff & brathing new life into it. i dig u like a shove;

God...this album is fire

Underrated album,,very dope rhymesayer,👏

One of his best

love this jaister

Labor Days, one of the best rap albums of all time 🔥

20+ years later and I still get so choked up on this. My son and I used to rock this so loud on trips to Russian river from anchorage. We a disc just for the trip. Now my son is gone and I feel what I think he was feeling everytime. Rip T.R.E.L. Sean Zawko

Hits different being helped by the kind people of Kingston Idaho.

CLASSIC!

Gotta dig deep in the crates for this gem

Dope

Still my favorite shit

If you don't make it home God bless 🙏.

THE FUCKIN' JOINT... BEEN DOWN SINCE FLOAT.

Allright \m/............

Sneed

This is crucial for the healing of the whole world. Thank you and I'm sorry. . .

yes sir boss.

this song got me through my suffering of 2011 - and thurouly still helpful. 2023. i can never give back to any of my friends for this song, but learned something very crucial. you have to love yourself.

You replicas overlooking the guidelines of acoustics Miserable attempts result in miserable conclusions Paragon pen dragon tactician on freeform Then a comfortable silence try to combat cliques That unexpected Sephotus cyclone shifts Worked up you're shooken, jetted to the side I stagger this vagabond wondering menstrual forms of phobia Worst fear the terrace stricken muted The roots of all evil I've rooted pinnacle Poised with pride pouncing to break your stride, forsaken Agony rides inside the heartache wretched condition My intuition felt you slip up You tripped alone what are you aiming for? Or do you sus tries to classify your genus, distorted fetus Evolve, type unsolved, you lack the malediction Malleable martyrs get molded, then folded under pressure Thou perceives a slaughter suspension Bridge over troubled water drown, sound study intensive My square drops two erasing lines like tetris Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my pavement Two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my placement On the game board, lunge forward and wind-up impaled by the same sword Choose your weapon, stains splattered upon your flag Taturag shielding the exterior inferior Stall face to face with a forms that force your downfall Admittedly suspicious, a decadence, your network's on hiatus Permanent, provoked and choked upon the potency The parrow be the penetrating agent pierce the insides Why the cold sweats at midnight? Why the dim light? Why are we staring at a true from the inside? Why the pen slide with vigor on a put down? Like while I put my foot down stomp your city A-E-S-O-P scoping through the bur, opening minds behind the smirks // Only in my sweetest dreams do my streams lack troubled waters babbling brooks with babbling crooks Only in my sweetest dreams do my streams lack troubled waters Shallow fools full of shallow pools // I've seen misery, I've seen disgust dust ridden ruins Iron clad oracle test three COM unit disperse silently Over confidence leads to irony Plot twist full hardy Icarus shifted in facets of my form Forbidden aspects of the swarm a thorn upon your side A storm upon the rise, Adam, I or crush come brush upon the red zone Crook you're shook you started poorly Your powers parted pace uncharted territory Disoriented malicious god you'll burn your bridges This craft requires first drafts Graphs, gritted blueprints of nemesis perimeter Hunting by night compute, twenty one mic salute One life polluted, concerned muffle moans From the nine rings of Donnie's hell burn you in your slumber Sleepwalk then pulled under now Whipping through the willows is the warden of this garden Slipping through the silhouetted skylines Aesop sidewinds jaded Don't wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not intrusion The starving institution broke your main frame I pose the question, are these waiting games worth it or worthless? While I comb the crowd for clues your nyebony hands be my purpose Our planet is the pivotal point In which this network slowly turns to filter kicks We out-box the berserk bewildered by the wilderness My clench is frantic clutch manners falling through underbrush Touch fools that duel with a dominant The evil-minded tried to triple six me but he missed me Intervene; emcees appear as red blips on my color radar screen

Great beat, aes is always great, great song

I'm busy, thank you much

This beat has always been insane, unorthodox as fuck but flows so smoothly

Aesop Rock is the illest and obly gets better and better with every release, my favorite is Spirit World Field Guide but every release is top notch great

I like to listen to Aes' with the captions on, because the bot's like: (?????)

I forgot how magical this was

I never get personally moved by music to the degree than when I hear this song.

This is such an underatted rapper

Preaching the truth. Word is born! ✊🏻✊🏽✊🏿✊

Hard AF. So underrated

hell yeah brother!

AES ROCK IS THE GOAT.

<3

Simultaneously inspires me and makes everything I've written sound like a nursery rhyme

What a colab

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Thanks for doing this, it is bound to be great, considering his works are.

Am I dreaming

Lyrics via Genius: [Intro] Day turns night, day turns night Day turns night, day turns night Day turns night, day turns night Day turns night, day turns night Night Light, sucka!!! [Verse 1] Put one up for shackle me not clean logic procreation I did invent the wheel, in a previous generation While the triple sixers' lassos keep angels roped in the basement I locate modern halos and pass 'em out to the cavemen Y'all catch a 30-second flash frame Dirty cooperative med platoon Bloom, head-trip split fantastic! Fathom the splicing of major-league low-life With anti-hero earthworm mentality - Godzilla! I pace my game for zero-hour completion See, a cretin's still a cretin, even speakin' altered moniker American nightmare lost in the monitor I'll hold the door open, so you can stagger through Then send berserker-bred Jukies in after you It's Gutter, and I spell it with the 'G' I stole from "Get the fuck up!" Noise crutch stolen wretched refuse of my teeming dumb luck Still I promise: temperance towards breed still bleeding Amish See, the freaks sucked out the wattage While three bears invade the cottage And I can't sleep now! Yeah, the police'll laugh You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash You won't be laughing when you're hosted By the ghost of Christmas past You won't be laughing when your blow-up doll's got a headache and won't give up the ass I'ma lay my kicks to rest when I'm impressed So I staple-gun 'em to my feet This origami dream is beautiful: pull the tail, watch the wings flap But you really can't do a thing with that [Hook] All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day Swallow up the pieces, spit 'em at your species Beached in a city of lost barnacles and leeches Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' (Day turns night) Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, sucka!!! [Verse 2] I'm pretty sure I got a pulse Plus we Shimmy cross the centerfold, and our night light engulfed Just let me keep the crumbs (Please!) With seven deadly stains, adhere the blame to crystal conscience The result's a dead-beat tryin' to make a dollar off a bomb threat Okay, link me to activism chain, activate wild-style Pluto orbit Set a course, then push the button I swallow spores born by the laws Of a morbid glutton- Alley gospel I can spot a duck battalion by the Charlie Chaplin waddle (gone) Zig-zag and zig 'em again Before the pig can pull a badge out for the lash out Another thick installment of one night in Gotham Like, "Houston, we have a problem: they're buffing the trains the same day the graffiti writers bomb 'em!" Who split holiday freaks on box-cut cinema high road bellow? Head gripped, watch red bricks turn yellow! I'm tryin' to meet the wizard, but a tailgating tin-man holding a oil can won't let a hermit crab break in his new shell-toes Life's not a bitch: life is a beyotch Who keeps the villagers circling the marketplace Out searching for the g-spot Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests Or maybe you're just an asshole - maybe I'm just an asshole! Kiss the speaker wire (*kiss*) Sammy Swashbuckler pagan threshhold Stomach full of diner food, wingspan cast black upon views Here to help release the rabid hounds or pick apart your mood I got this friend of polar nature, and it's all peace You and I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast Metal Captain, this cat is askin' if I've seen his bit of lost passion I told him: "Yeah," and gave him one last look and smashed him [Hook] All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day Swallow up the pieces, spit 'em at your species Beached in a city of lost barnacles and leeches Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, Day Light, Night Light, Day Light Night Light, sucka!!! [Outro] Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Night Light got me when the daylight went to evenin' Day turns night, day turns night, day turns night Day turns night, day turns night, day turns night

Lyrics from Genius: One of four My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz. I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Syosset hospital, located in Long Island, NY. I am 6 foot 4, I weigh 2-0-0 pounds. I have brown hair and green eyes. I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food. I have two brothers; Chris and Graham, and two parents; Paul and Anita. In august of 2-0-0-1 I went crazy. This was originally not for public consumption. This was made for four people-four people that literally saved my life. They know who they are-and, uh-I mean, I could live to be a thousand years old and never re-pay them. I don't think this song would pay for them. But hopefully by putting it out, push the bank a little further [Verse] This ain't a burner for the whips (no it isn't) This ain't even Aesop Rock fly earthworm demeanor (no it isn't) My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz and I was born in Long Island, New York Seventy Six, before Graham and after Chris... OK In August of 2001 my seemingly splinter-proof brain bone scaffolding imploded I kept it on the hush, but nearly tumbling To the cold hard concrete on mere bodega trips For cigarettes and soda, shook me to casper Dizzy with a nausea chaser, motor sensory eraser Gorophobe tunnel vision, guilt, self loathing arrangement Rose rapidly out a bog I'd never fished in That abates three separate foreign meds While I seems to hook lines and syncro simple fishing Simple primitive self taught, easing of soul, mind and body But the symptoms rejected my cave-man modus operandi So now it's one fish belly up, through medicated mileage Shrinks that get 250 an hour for awkward silence And, I'd be lying if I said all of this Made even the slightest fragment of sense to me That's frail... Simply put I don't know what happened, or what's still happening I literally feel like I'm teetering on the blunt edge of my sanity JAIME, I killed the robots and I'm sorry Broke down in front of you, embarrassed But you lent a heart and hand that only you could You're one of my best friends and yes I'd take that bullet for you That's my word, which is about all I have left TONY, I know you know I'm crazy, cause you told me But that didn't ever bother you, I hold you as my brother 'til death And I got your back if ever the drunk goblin step For makin' a cat laugh when I was walking with the dead KATHRYN, mother figure, older sister, concerned beyond limits Letting me know I wasn't the only one with this Continuous offers for vacation, Chicago visits Talked me through repair of a head full of broken pistons RAIA, for the late night movie rentals and the company I needed An' you knew it, but I just wouldn't admit it You listened to me blab about my issues for hours Offer incredible advice, gave me a hug when I was finished Am I a jack of all trades? No... I like to write songs though Are they good? I dunno... But I could tell you that I only write shit down when I believe it So take this how you want, but know I mean it I want you all to know that I'm scared Now my fuckin' crooked soul never faced a monster like the last few months Ever in my whole life... I wish I could explain this better (I can't) But the pieces won't formulate it to anything even close to cohesive So I guess this is my feeble way to thank you Four soldiers that extended something sacred off the purity of kindness I owe you all my life and please don't argue with that statement 'Cause without y'all, I may not have a life to offer, take it. [Chorus] Thank you I wish I could explain this better (Thank you) I'm sorry for burdening your pleasures (Thank you) I love you all with all that's left of me (Thank you) For helping try to kill what made a mess of me (Thank you) Somehow, someway (Thank you) I'mma get you back someday (Thank you) Just gotta figure this all out (Thank you) So; [Interlude] I guess it is kind of funny when you look at it from a step back. How one man can literally buckle under the same pressures other men operate normally under. I have scoped this out from all angles, multiple times. I have been over everything in my head, till I can't think anymore. But I guess some times, when you can't breathe, there are people there to breathe for you. I am lucky enough to have those people around me. Thank you for helping me to not die. Thank you for helping me to not die [Outro] Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt Cockpit full of memories and a drain full of guilt.

This hits hard! Instant classic!!

Why they ripping off A$AP Rocky's name?

aye

That snare pops