Aesop Rock - Blacklist Lyrics
Even so still top choice off the tracklist.Far as I know we've been blacklistFor as long as the earth rotate on a 23 degree axis.(MF Doom)€I can stop any time I want to.Famous last words that came back to haunt youAll your life, like permanent dried tears.Some cats get it like no bright ideas.He broke the record then bowed.Said he couldn't do it without the crowd, for crying out loud.Even took the time to contaminate the rhyme sceneAnd drop a lot before he was out, in the common scene.A lot of rappers are drama queens (buddy dutty ?)When they come to the mic, I'm €˜a feel ya's. (buddy buddy ?)***** around and get your title took, cut and dry.He doesn't lie, even like “who and where, what and why?â€Hold it like a cue ‘n button, button fly (boom boom) (?)Once they leave the room, they be like, “Doom! Doom! Doom!â€It's no use. Blessed to designAnd the villain has left the building, dressed to the nines.Like, I'm ‘a do mine. Ya'll do yours.He stay reppin' the game like Lou RawlsThe super MF villain, feelin' like two balls,For the microphone, he joins like two falls. (?)Well we'll see after these criminals who falls.A lot of ya'll is reminiscent of Rupaul.Ball to ball and we'll be needing new drawers.Drawers, the one-twos that run through walls.Keep in mind this flow is used for practice.Even so still top choice off the tracklist.Far as I know we've been blacklistFor as long as the earth rotate on a 23 degree axis.(Aesop Rock)All in it together now.Some of the misadventures of a father cropMy provider chop's flashin'See, I'm ‘a stop that gut reactionBound to tackles when a battle runs in circlesLike rodeo clowns with paddles.Poked in the belly by petty sarcasm.Gentlemen, start your laugh tracks.Push pins for the lab rat breed.All I wanna be is a fat cat sleeping 40 nights (nights)In hopes that when I rise,The hacker mass will have seen there's more to life.Let's recreate a perfect service rooted in labor lustAnd a discipline prisoner.I don't work a thick antithesis.Parallel park your burning prod adjacentTo the flagrant iron ego valveLet us study a weaker outletI found peace (I found peace)I found peace, it tap me on the shoulderAsking where's the closest war and how to make it sleepI pointed toward the exact place my sneakers met the creedence,Said “If I could answer questions (who), I would be relief.â€Now classify don't got ‘em shook by exposing the skeletonsYeah I sorta stick to a more murky-hurt development.Some of these kids are spittin just a bit too delicate a thesis.If only… Yeah, but holy jumpin Jesus!I get torn swiftly from a planet while it tilts, 23.Look buddy, we've gotta talk.God made me a fine instrument of styleZig zag zisfiss?Don't make me holy sleep bolts blindly until your mood shifts.Now here comes 40 acres of congruency pistons,Purple skeleton key immunity systems.Aw, it'll be something incredible.See, I know the limit.That's why I do my best to stay quietWhenever I ain't spittin the gimmick.Keep in mind this flow is used for practice.Even so still top choice off the tracklist.Far as I know we've been blacklistFor as long as the earth rotate on a 23 degree axis.
