Luyện nghe bài hát The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3

Aesop - The Tugboat Complex Pt. 3

I could make 'em all dance, or I sleep
I could walk with a 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 from lost poets
ocean bottoms with a bitter rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self)
don't bargain at martyr rallies
where participants squeeze last giggle then whittle sacrificial finalies
I can tie my new faces alone, save knee deep offerings
sorta bring puke coughing bunk persona to (I might)
anti-malignant railroads, find you, and lay tracks adjacent
just to "fuck off" as the engine pulls out the station
what should we do a thousand drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, their family address, release a mailer"

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

I gold, your raps are dirty lapsed
towards the nursery act impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been more subtle polluting paradise gene puddle)
man huddles make us look like peeps and I'm trying to school sheep
the right idea {*c'ya* - 5X}
this basic divine subsidiary bust center logic, fold origami
plantation shut this fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your dream kitten, probably never hear this song
let alone sip the mission long to listen

(I smoke cigarettes down to filter, smoke the down to space
now I'm gonna roll this question tight and that shit up in your face
now if you to alter masks every time fame circus approaches
do you really think maker wouldn't notice? *THINK 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 the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers and sisters
stickler cabin and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a penny and a *PARABLE, but this friendship
sunk with a barrel of ?? pull
I guys harbor bad shiners
then wonder why the culprits at the their rainbows ending
rocks bag liners
with out the apple it's useless (I sat for greed)
patched for boredom crafts a castle out of (I sat to breath)
I breath to hard nearly castle loose pins
now I stand to breath as not to the*PLUMMAGE
and I know not a story, it no longer turns my stomach
hollering wolves in the of one frustrated culprit
but a love tap full of up stardom melted trying to milk it
win a to right white lines highway sideways melt it smelt it
one to the rungs in my ladder, one love to the gathering of
laughter bats that hung from my
see the met the badger, they were both such fucking bad asses
clashing wouldn't 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 about to say I'm the only cat you got bubbling
your lucky, somehow you managed to befriend some good
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 venom soak the lure
anti-clarity mechanism spit flattery
fusing a million majesty murders stole the crown)

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