Though not winning but also not considering it a loss.... I guess I'm feeling nothing, alright? ┐( ̄ヘ ̄)┌ Regardless, I'm considering cashing out at a loss if shit don't start getting interesting.... wonder if my wife will read these comments I'm leaving with her phone... lol...
This be the dawning of The age of dead water Station every B-boy fragment Somebody live enough to bust through the belly Put a fist up This is a right-now generation murdered by the fanbase This is adored by the writers Dead water With a still-force activated No, I'm not feeling alright Formed by the village of badges and bad karma Punched by the stagnant waters Leaked through the fickle whack But by the window sill's three nickles in a piggy bank Honor with a hint of funny stomach from the hunger pains Splashed automatic B-boy with big visions In a matchbox apartment Adjacent a crooked starship Spoon fed a nation in millions, the only remedy: Nine deadly planets with a bullet-riding centerpiece Take me through the gates! I'll find the stink of burning Find the hottest slacker in a visionary costume Con-artist Kamikaze conduct Gone for a second Till divinity whored herself to disaster I recognize the takers By the mechanical stagger As opposed to the skip of Big Brother Badge flasher Theologies who seem to keep the jukies caffeinated Like a Mad Hatter had to sleep now Ask after Calibrate the happy-scale Weigh me soaking wet With a mouth full of dead ideas and see if it tips zero Stripped ego Tall stories of brawl glory I'll be God while you're still living life on a full 40 Or maybe I'll be grimacing, homes Poor, broke and lonely Hidden by my billygoat beard and cardboard monstrosity I drink a bad glass of gumption Not bad meaning bad But, bad meaning ... disgustin' Wild child Activator Activate Sludgin' up the dungeon for an accolade And while one documented wild murder Flamed through the city with a wild merger Woke up and a wild-style burner! Space-case Boombox Hate-tapes No lemonade breaks Sweat and no cheddar in Labor Days ** Right now I'm here to break apart a Bic's piston Plus my "straight and narrows" got more curves than a Russ Meyer vixen Spitting sob stories to confront my thick addictions I'm the dirty basin with the graves of Salem witches Driving my stake through the face of painstakin' business Checkmate Wanna scream misery? Better breath-take Out of sleep Lifted off the botany Little Jackie paper and a magic dragon sack of dirty shrubbery I be the ugliest version of paranoia Kingpin set in motion By the secondhand pressure Some get excited when the Sun folds under Some get excited when the summer hits the pavement Some get excited when the bullets hit bones But I'm board I'll escape through the train yard And sleep till it's broken (Same old) 30x This be the settling A dead of warm water The mobile B-boy function Somebody mad enough to cut apart the curtain Put a fist up This is the dagger in the 88 magnificent memorial This is the heater to a movement Dead water When a broke vision's got sparks No, I'm not feeling alright This be the windshear Dodgin' dead water A solitary b-boy wonder Somebody fresh enough to reinvent the court And put a fist up This is the chalky outline around a classic break-beat This is an agitated moment Dead water With a burnt reason beaten ugly No, I'm not feeling alright Aesop Rock (the GOAT) - Deadpan **(aes made zero profit from album labor days) ...one of his more cryptic songs. And one of aesop's best IMO.
where, did you hear about labor days making no profit? Also this is one of my favourites too, but I wouldn't call it one of his more cryptic infact I would go as for to say this is one of his more digestible tracks when it comes to his early work at least.
"Stripped ego, tall stories of broad glory I'll be god while you're still living life on a full 40 Or maybe I'll be gramacin' home poor, broke and lonely Hidden by my billygoat beard and cardboard monstrosity"
"Right now, I'm here to break apart a big system plus my straight and narrows got more curves than a russ meyer Vixon! Spittin' sob stories to confront my thick addictions Out the dirty basement with the grace of Salem witches Driving my stake through the face of painstaking business (checkmate) Wanna scream Misery? (better breath take) Honestly lifted off the botany, little Jackie paper and a magic dragon sack of dirty shrubbery I'll be the ugliest version of paranoia kingpin set in motion by the secondhand pressure."
"In a matchbox apartment adjacent a crooked starship Spoon feed a nation millions is the only remedy Nine deadly planets with a bullet riding centerpiece." "I recognize the takers by the mechanical stagger As opposed to the skip of big brother badge flasher."
Skill, is skill, like finding a 1923 Stuze bear cat , in a barn, or a 1957 Cadilac Coupe under a tarp, Dimonds in the dirt. Never know what's hiding in the back 40, mite be tressure? Mite be Children of the corn, mite be angels in the out field, mite be...........Me!
Aes for president 2024
Better than either of these wack-ass motherfuckers
AES 2024-Make America Think Again!
I mean I'm not gonna let it die....
Aes for president 2020
Shyyyyyyt that convinces me to go vote...
the ending rhyme scheme is killer. this guy has a tremendous amount of creativity
Aesop Rock for President 2016
Nah, it'd be too stressful for Aes.
+556FATHOMS he doesn't need to accept.
I'd rather have a live artist than a dead performer with dunce cap
Aesop Rock For President 2012.
Three of a Kind
8♤♡◇
My favorite hand played. Even if I don't win this play, this is the dagger in the 88 magnificent memorial.
Though not winning but also not considering it a loss.... I guess I'm feeling nothing, alright?
┐( ̄ヘ ̄)┌
Regardless, I'm considering cashing out at a loss if shit don't start getting interesting.... wonder if my wife will read these comments I'm leaving with her phone... lol...
This be the dawning of
The age of dead water
Station every B-boy fragment
Somebody live enough to bust through the belly
Put a fist up
This is a right-now generation murdered by the fanbase
This is adored by the writers
Dead water
With a still-force activated
No, I'm not feeling alright
Formed by the village of badges and bad karma
Punched by the stagnant waters
Leaked through the fickle whack
But by the window sill's three nickles in a piggy bank
Honor with a hint of funny stomach from the hunger pains
Splashed automatic B-boy with big visions
In a matchbox apartment
Adjacent a crooked starship
Spoon fed a nation in millions, the only remedy:
Nine deadly planets with a bullet-riding centerpiece
Take me through the gates!
I'll find the stink of burning
Find the hottest slacker in a visionary costume
Con-artist
Kamikaze conduct
Gone for a second
Till divinity whored herself to disaster
I recognize the takers
By the mechanical stagger
As opposed to the skip of
Big Brother
Badge flasher
Theologies who seem to keep the jukies caffeinated
Like a Mad Hatter had to sleep now
Ask after
Calibrate the happy-scale
Weigh me soaking wet
With a mouth full of dead ideas and see if it tips zero
Stripped ego
Tall stories of brawl glory
I'll be God while you're still living life on a full 40
Or maybe I'll be grimacing, homes
Poor, broke and lonely
Hidden by my billygoat beard and cardboard monstrosity
I drink a bad glass of gumption
Not bad meaning bad
But, bad meaning ... disgustin'
Wild child
Activator
Activate
Sludgin' up the dungeon for an accolade
And while one documented wild murder
Flamed through the city with a wild merger
Woke up and a wild-style burner!
Space-case
Boombox
Hate-tapes
No lemonade breaks
Sweat and no cheddar in Labor Days **
Right now
I'm here to break apart a Bic's piston
Plus my "straight and narrows" got more curves than a Russ Meyer vixen
Spitting sob stories to confront my thick addictions
I'm the dirty basin with the graves of Salem witches
Driving my stake through the face of painstakin' business
Checkmate
Wanna scream misery?
Better breath-take
Out of sleep
Lifted off the botany
Little Jackie paper and a magic dragon sack of dirty shrubbery
I be the ugliest version of paranoia
Kingpin set in motion
By the secondhand pressure
Some get excited when the Sun folds under
Some get excited when the summer hits the pavement
Some get excited when the bullets hit bones
But I'm board
I'll escape through the train yard
And sleep till it's broken
(Same old) 30x
This be the settling
A dead of warm water
The mobile B-boy function
Somebody mad enough to cut apart the curtain
Put a fist up
This is the dagger in the 88 magnificent memorial
This is the heater to a movement
Dead water
When a broke vision's got sparks
No, I'm not feeling alright
This be the windshear
Dodgin' dead water
A solitary b-boy wonder
Somebody fresh enough to reinvent the court
And put a fist up
This is the chalky outline around a classic break-beat
This is an agitated moment
Dead water
With a burnt reason beaten ugly
No, I'm not feeling alright
Aesop Rock (the GOAT)
- Deadpan
**(aes made zero profit from album labor days)
...one of his more cryptic songs. And one of aesop's best IMO.
where, did you hear about labor days making no profit? Also this is one of my favourites too, but I wouldn't call it one of his more cryptic infact I would go as for to say this is one of his more digestible tracks when it comes to his early work at least.
It talks about on genius.
Idk i like reading between the lines.
Way too far ahead of this life time
man this early def jux shit is rare
Def Jux double vinyl gatefold
Aesop for president 2020 )144(
"Stripped ego, tall stories of broad glory
I'll be god while you're still living life on a full 40
Or maybe I'll be gramacin' home poor, broke and lonely
Hidden by my billygoat beard and cardboard monstrosity"
"Right now, I'm here to break apart a big system
plus my straight and narrows got more curves than a russ meyer Vixon!
Spittin' sob stories to confront my thick addictions
Out the dirty basement with the grace of Salem witches
Driving my stake through the face of painstaking business (checkmate)
Wanna scream Misery? (better breath take)
Honestly lifted off the botany, little Jackie paper
and a magic dragon sack of dirty shrubbery
I'll be the ugliest version of paranoia
kingpin set in motion by the secondhand pressure."
Out the dirty basin*
"In a matchbox apartment adjacent a crooked starship
Spoon feed a nation millions is the only remedy
Nine deadly planets with a bullet riding centerpiece."
"I recognize the takers by the mechanical stagger
As opposed to the skip of big brother badge flasher."
This one is the dope.
Skill, is skill,
like finding a
1923 Stuze bear cat ,
in a barn,
or a 1957 Cadilac Coupe under a tarp,
Dimonds in the dirt.
Never know what's hiding in the back 40,
mite be tressure?
Mite be Children of the corn,
mite be angels in the out field,
mite be...........Me!
Still the best intro, ever.
Why not try peeping my album?....
Produced by Ace Rock
Hail mary Mallon
Project Gotham Racing 2
Yes
old times playing that game
@@jr12x-rt3gy Amen
@@jr12x-rt3gy never gets old
Somebody bad enuf to crud apart
some get excited when the bullets hit the bones.. certainly :|
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Pa ! to thrice
come to the nice,
come,
lick ice I saw a device.
It’s harder to electrocute electrocytes me was like give me some rice.!!!!!!!!!!!😅
siv
Hay roids, do you member when I has to eats dog food and you know suffering???