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жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Music for Earthworms
Abandon All Hope
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Aesop Rock
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Music for Earthworms
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Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)... (x16)Is a love such as that which I exhibit for my practice The factor which then amalgamates debates with straight-jackets and ROBES Huddled in brackets that blacken the average globe Xenophobe, loathe to modify the fly, feel this...I carve a notch in my wall for every stall every fifth mark slants diagonal to symbolize your downfall Drunky peasants, honor the shifty megatron presence Slug a bolt once ceremonies of merit turn blood sport (Uh) Fought in hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company Pumpin' out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCE Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin' Let a sucker drift, I lift up every stone prone to find the point at which repellent signals ultimately bind When a pack of style mimics see my brans target the cluster I advance clutchin' the mic like bully to knuckle duster Innocent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend Fuck a badge, light a bonfire, dance a jig around a pig Figurin' yeah, I'll land a plan on bleached fame trackers using only the finest im post-modern terrain mappers Once my brethren disperse ... My God, you think the heaven's touched the earth then Thirstin' a perch on a bursted curse But I don't confide wine and water chose me Bored, lasso down Polaris, let the glow amuse meOK I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies Heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes It's red tides from here, stop and smell analog hell Clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child with yearning optics...Now someone's approached the ropes, shaking like snow-globes Others sought safety in numbers, other's flows got towed under (yeah) Still another took a turn and crashed and burned while others flee But there will never be another starvin' marvel like me See, there's a time when... rhymin'... Pain combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is, like Picture your imagery embellished with the hellish aspects of the swans for lone facets Soul crafted fat cats, burrowin', left perrenial tenants discouraged in Discussin' my foresees and flourishing, Uh! Searching, perching, poetic lead poison Poised, imploised to leak a little bit of boisture on your pride I'm a, animated style machine in a veening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction From tux in my carnivore to vipers in my garden You flash identify by the genus, species and class Start to chuckle Buckle the architecture until it fell through Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value By the time the pending settlements fully negotiated (yeah I'll...) I'll have put a sonic youth to get myself situatedIt's like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boo Radley Radically weak assume the Colonel Kurt's in our platoon soon enough That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, burstingI live for the moment of truth when Big Willy rapper acknowledges failure and states "Goddamn my shit is trash" "It's time to let go", the tin man bangin' upon his chest to hear the echo Heartless kid, hollow compartments See we the people of the united, starving artistic Militia keep movin' in order to form a more perfect union I'm cluing into the poison panoramics brewed in panic situations It fucks a little with my brittle gift I tell myself "Stay" (Stay)... up high make a mockery of Sun and moon and star til they hand over the sky My de luxe is, fluxes, pivots to where the crux is Invade the town while village elders holler "Who the fuck's this?" See hipper cats, aggravated trudge through the muds Quickin' ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood Rugged serpentines climb, pebble to rock Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not I'm, Ae-fuckin'-sop Rock, mic bizarro Proper application of the soul by my standard Candid once position from which instigations spawn And man, I plan to die with a mic in my hand, it's like...Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope, it's like Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope...
Это интересно:Ян Бэвитц (Ian Matthias Bavitz) — американский (Нью-Йорк) хип-хоп-музыкант.Прозвище «Эзоп» приклеилось к Яну после того, как он с несколькими друзьями снялся в каком-то фильме, где Ян играл персонажа именно с таким именем. «Рок» прилипло к Яну позже из-за рифм, в которых этим словом он любил пользоваться. Он начал заниматься рэпом еще в первой половине 90-х, вдохновляясь творчеством... продолжение
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