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Daylight

Track byAesop Rock

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  • 2002.02.05
  • 4:25
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Put one up for shackle-me-not clean logic procreation I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent While the triple-sixer's lassos keep angels roped in the basement I walk the block with a halo on a stick poking your patience Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual Dirty cooperative med platoon bloom head-trip split ridiculous Fathom the splicing of first generation Fuck-up with trickle-down anti-hero smack, Kraken I pace my game to zero hour completion cretin, splash Duke of early retirement picket dream American nightmare hogging the screen I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in if you'd stop following me 'round the jungle gym Now it's honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage Merit crutched on the wretched refuse of my teaming resonance I promise, tempest tossed breed with a bleeding conscience See, the creed accents responsive but my spores divorced the wattage And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) yeah the settlers laugh You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags to rags You won't be laughing when your front lawn's spangled with epitaphs (You won't be laughing) And I'll hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed So I triple knot 'em and forgot 'em This origami dream is beautiful but man, those wings will never leave the ground Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. (yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop, keep on to the break of dawn) 4x Slacker bound intimate tabloid headline with a pulse Shimmy cross the centerfold, enter dead time engulfed Divvy crumbs for the better souls, when seven deadly stains adhere to blame to crystal conscience The result's a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished Link me to activism chain, activate street sweep Plug deteriorating Zen up in pen dragon I hock spores coursed by the morbid spreading of mad men, alley gospel Sinking your Lincoln-log cabin and Charlie Chaplin waddle I could, zig, zag, and zig 'em again before the badge gleam sparkled in my brick wall windows Another thick installment of one night in Gotham without the wretched 'Houston we have a problem' Attached to the festive batch of city goblins Who split holiday freak on a box cut cinema high road bellow Head gripped; watch red bricks turn yellow Sorta similar to most backbones at camp Icarus Where all fiddler crabs congregate and get pampered for bickering Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman You only call her a bitch 'cause she won't let you get that pussy Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess Kiss the speaker wire, Peter Pacifism, pagan threshold Stomach full of halo kibbles Wingspan cast black upon vigils, hear to duck hunt ticker tape vision and pick apart the pixels I got a 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 asking if I seen his little lost passions Told him "Yeah, but only when I peddled past 'em" All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way

7曲 | 2002

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