Abandon All Hope
Aesop Rock Lyrics


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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 I'm 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 me

OK 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 situated

It'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, bursting

I 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...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Aesop Rock's song "Abandon All Hope" are complex and filled with dense wordplay. At its core, the song is an exploration of the rapper's love for his practice and the ways in which it sets him apart from the average "globe" with its xenophobic tendencies. The track is characterized by a frenetic pace and intricate lyrics that touch on topics ranging from disillusionment with the music industry to the struggle to maintain artistic integrity in the face of societal pressures.


The song starts with a repetition of Aesop Rock's name ("Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)"), which serves as a kind of intro to the track. He then launches into a set of highly abstract lyrics that touch on a variety of topics, including the perils of alcoholism, the dangers of groupthink, and the importance of originality in hip-hop. Overall, the song presents a bleak, dystopian view of the world, but also suggests that there is still hope for those who are willing to embrace their creative impulses and push back against the forces that seek to silence them.


One of the most interesting aspects of the song is the way in which it blends complex wordplay with vivid imagery. Aesop Rock's lyrics are often characterized by highly abstract turns of phrase and intricate metaphors that require careful parsing to unpack, but they are also shot through with moments of striking visual detail. For example, in the opening verse he describes carving notches in a wall to symbolize the downfall of others, while later on he conjures up images of "red skies" and "burning logics" to evoke a sense of apocalypse.


Another noteworthy aspect of "Abandon All Hope" is the song's dense, multi-layered production. The instrumental is built around a series of chaotic drum breaks, distorted guitar riffs, and eerie electronic sounds, all woven together into a dense, disorienting tapestry of sound. The track's structure is similarly complex, with Aesop Rock's dense rap verses interspersed with brief moments of breathless silence.


Line by Line Meaning

Is a love such as that which I exhibit for my practice
My dedication and passion for my craft is unparalleled


The factor which then amalgamates debates with straight-jackets and ROBES
My art combines deep discussions with the constraints and pressures of society


Huddled in brackets that blacken the average globe
I find solace in the underground community that challenges and defies societal norms


Xenophobe, loathe to modify the fly, feel this...
I am resistant to conforming to mainstream trends and embrace my unique style


I carve a notch in my wall for every stall
I mark my progress and achievements, overcoming obstacles along the way


Every fifth mark slants diagonal to symbolize your downfall
With every setback I face, it only fuels my determination to succeed even more


Drunky peasants, honor the shifty megatron presence
Those who underestimate me will soon be humbled by my undeniable talent and presence


Slug a bolt once ceremonies of merit turn blood sport (Uh)
I will not hesitate to unleash my skills and dominate the competitive nature of the music industry


Fought in hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company
I have faced numerous challenges and obstacles, leaving my adversaries shocked and frozen in their tracks


Pumpin' out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCE
I consistently deliver lyrical wisdom that catches people off guard, leaving them in awe of my talent


Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin'
False rumors and gossip lose their significance when compared to the authenticity and skill of emerging artists like me


Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin'
Unchecked negativity and toxic behavior only hinder the growth and progress of aspiring artists


Let a sucker drift, I lift up every stone prone to find
I am thorough in my exploration of the music industry, leaving no opportunity or hidden talent unnoticed


The point at which repellent signals ultimately bind
I understand the power of unity and collaboration, despite the challenges of clashing personalities


When a pack of style mimics see my brans target the cluster
Other artists who copy my style and approach can only imitate from a distance, unable to match my true essence


I advance clutchin' the mic like bully to knuckle duster
I confidently and assertively grasp the microphone, establishing dominance and control over my craft


Innocent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend
Your attempts to deceive or challenge me are meaningless and transparent


Fuck a badge, light a bonfire, dance a jig around a pig
I reject authority and celebrate rebellion, finding joy in defying societal norms


Figurin' yeah, I'll land a plan on bleached fame trackers
I am confident that I will achieve success without compromising my integrity or selling out


Using only the finest I'm post-modern terrain mappers
I navigate the contemporary music scene with skill, using cutting-edge techniques and concepts


Once my brethren disperse ...
When my fellow artists and collaborators are no longer present...


My God, you think the heaven's touched the earth then
You will witness an extraordinary and transcendent moment of artistic brilliance


Thirstin' a perch on a bursted curse
I long for the moment when a longstanding curse is finally broken


But I don't confide wine and water chose me
I don't rely on ordinary or predictable sources of inspiration or guidance


Bored, lasso down Polaris, let the glow amuse me
To alleviate my boredom, I metaphorically capture a guiding star and amuse myself with its radiant beauty


OK I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies
I metaphorically surrender myself to the world, embracing the haunting and unsettling elements present in life


Heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes
I internalize and immerse myself in the gloomy and somber emotions that surround me


It's red tides from here, stop and smell analog hell
I am fully aware that from this point onward, my journey will be filled with challenges and hardships


Clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child with yearning
I hold onto the lingering scent of crumbling logic and an intense desire for something greater


Now someone's approached the ropes, shaking like snow-globes
An individual is timidly stepping into the spotlight, visibly overwhelmed and uncertain


Others sought safety in numbers, other's flows got towed under (yeah)
Some artists find comfort in conforming to popular trends, but their creativity and originality suffer as a result


Still another took a turn and crashed and burned while others flee
One artist took a risk and failed, while others chose to run away from the possibility of failure


But there will never be another starvin' marvel like me
I am a unique and exceptional talent, unmatched by any other struggling artist


See, there's a time when... rhymin'...
In the world of hip-hop, there comes a point when...


Pain combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is, like
The immense struggles and hardships I faced are indescribable, yet they contribute to my greatness


Picture your imagery embellished with the hellish aspects of the swans
Imagine your perceptions and images enhanced with dark, haunting elements


For lone facets
To emphasize the isolated and unique aspects of my artistic expression


Soul crafted fat cats, burrowin', left perrenial tenants discouraged in
I create profound and thought-provoking music that challenges and disheartens those who are complacent


Discussin' my foresees and flourishing, Uh!
I confidently express and explore my visions and aspirations, thriving in my artistic journey


Searching, perching, poetic lead poison
I am constantly seeking and observing, using the power and influence of my lyrical prowess


Poised, imploised to leak a little bit of boisture on your pride
I am ready and determined to expose the flaws and insecurities that lie beneath your prideful exterior


I'm a, animated style machine in
My unique and captivating style of rap is lively and constantly evolving


A veening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction
My flawed yet compelling music is driven by my addiction to the creative process and its stimulants


From tux in my carnivore to vipers in my garden
I have a wide range of influences and inspirations, ranging from the elegant to the dangerous


You flash identify by the genus, species and class
You can easily recognize and categorize me based on my unique characteristics and qualities


Start to chuckle
You begin to find amusement or enjoyment in my unconventional and unpredictable nature


Buckle the architecture until it fell through
I disrupt and challenge the traditional structures and expectations of the music industry until they collapse


Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value
I metaphorically eliminate those who survive my artistic revolution, only to bring even more shock and surprise


By the time the pending settlements fully negotiated (yeah I'll...)
Once all the compromises and agreements are made...


I'll have put a sonic youth to get myself situated
I will have established a new and revolutionary sound to solidify my position in the industry


It's like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boo Radley
My unique and eccentric style frightens and intimidates young and inexperienced artists


Radically weak assume the Colonel Kurt's in our platoon soon enough
Inexperienced and unseasoned artists falsely believe they possess the genius and originality of someone like Kurt Cobain


That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher
Their false claims and bravado only strengthen my resolve and determination to find true artistry


Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, bursting
I confidently and fearlessly emerge from the shadows, defying expectations and embodying the spirit of a rebellious outcast


I live for the moment of truth when Big Willy rapper
I eagerly anticipate the moment when a successful and mainstream rapper...


Acknowledges failure and states 'Goddamn my shit is trash'
Publicly admits their lack of talent or artistic merit


'It's time to let go', the tin man bangin' upon his chest to hear the echo
A metaphorical representation of someone realizing the emptiness and lack of substance in their own music


Heartless kid, hollow compartments
I am emotionally detached and empty, lacking genuine emotions and depth


See we the people of the united, starving artistic
We, the minority of struggling artists, united in our hunger and passion for our craft


Militia keep movin' in order to form a more perfect union
We continue to progress and push forward, seeking to create a stronger and more unified community of artists


I'm cluing into the poison panoramics brewed in panic situations
I am aware of the toxic and chaotic atmosphere that arises in moments of distress and uncertainty


It fucks a little with my brittle gift
This toxic environment challenges and tests my fragile artistic ability


I tell myself 'Stay' (Stay)... up high
I remind myself to remain focused and to maintain a higher level of artistic integrity and vision


Make a mockery of Sun and moon and star til they hand over the sky
I relentlessly challenge and mock societal norms and institutions, refusing to accept their authority


My de luxe is, fluxes, pivots to where the crux is
I continuously adapt and evolve my style, focusing on the essential and critical elements


Invade the town while village elders holler 'Who the fuck's this?'
I boldly make my mark and entrance into the music scene, leaving the established gatekeepers shocked and bewildered


See hipper cats, aggravated trudge through the muds
More knowledgeable and discerning individuals persist through the challenges and difficulties


Quickin' ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood
Inexperienced and impatient artists struggle to develop their narratives, resulting in stagnant and messy creations


Rugged serpentines climb, pebble to rock
I navigate through rough and challenging terrain with determination and resilience


Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not
Do not let your unrealistic and superficial expectations bring you false happiness


I'm, Ae-fuckin'-sop Rock, mic bizarro
I am the unique and eccentric artist known as Aesop Rock, a true enigma in the world of rap


Proper application of the soul by my standard
I adhere to my own personal standards in expressing my soul through my music


Candid once position from which instigations spawn
I openly embrace my role as a catalyst for change and provoke thought and discussion


And man, I plan to die with a mic in my hand, it's like...
I envision my life ending with a legacy of music, as the microphone has become an extension of my existence


Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope, it's like
These lyrics serve as a reminder to let go of all expectations and preconceived notions of music and embrace the unpredictable and unconventional


Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope...
Reiterating the message to release all attachments to conventional ideals and dive into the uncharted territory of artistic exploration




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tropicwave1

Abandon All Hope
Aesop Rock
Produced by Dub-L
Album: Music for Earthworms

[Intro] (x16)
Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)

[Verse 1]
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 bloodsport

Voted hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company
Pumping out wise beads like, plot sneak-attacks on dry leaves, dunce
Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin'
Bad seeds blossom the Wookiee walk. Hawk and

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 brains target the cluster
I advance clutchin' the mic like bully to knuckle duster

And ascend. Your riddles yield a little plastic blend
Fuck a badge, light a bonfire dancin' jig around the pig
Figurin' yeah, I'll land a plane on bleached-stained trackers
Usin' only the finest and post-modern terrain mappers

Once my brethren disperse
My god, you think the heavens 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 me

Ok, 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 rope, shaken like snow-globes
Other 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... rhyme and...
Paint combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is like
Picture your imagery embellished
With the hellish aspects of the swarms' forlorn facets

Soul crafted fact cats, boroughin', left perennial tenants discouraged in
Discussin' my four seasons flourishing, uh!
Searching, perching, poetic lead poison
Poised in ploys to leak a little bit of moisture on your pride

I'm a animated style machine intervening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction
From ducks in my carnival to vipers in my garden
You flash identify by the genus, species and class. Start to chuckle

Buckle the architecture til it fell through
Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value
By the time the pending settlement's fully negotiated (yeah I'll...)
I'll have put aside a few to get myself situated

So like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boo Radley
Radically weak assume the colonel Kurtz in our platoon soon enough
That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher
Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, bursting

I live for the moment of truth when Big Willie rapper
Acknowledges failure and states "Goddamn my shit is trash"
"It's time to let go." Tin man banging upon his chest to hear the echo
(Heartless, kid. Hollow compartments.)

Be 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 brew the 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 'till 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
Quicken ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood
Rugged serpentine climb, pebble to rock
Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not

I'm, Ae-fucking-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 y'all, abandon all hope, it's like
Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope...



W4vVvY Gr4vyy

Intro] (x16)
Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)

[Verse 1]
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,Β honor the shifty Megatron presence
Slug a bolt once ceremonies of merit turn bloodsport

Voted hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company
Pumping out wise beads like, plot sneak-attacks on dry leaves, dunce
Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin'
Bad seeds blossom the Wookiee walk. Hawk and

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 brains target the cluster
I advance clutchin' the mic like bully to knuckle duster

And ascend. Your riddles yield a little plastic blend
Fuck a badge, light a bonfire dancin' jig around the pig
Figurin' yeah, I'll land a plane on bleached-stained trackers
Usin' only the finest and post-modern terrain mappers


Once my brethren disperse
My god, you think the heavens touched the earthΒ 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 me

Ok, 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 rope, shaken like snow-globes
Other 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... rhyme and...
Paint combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is like
Picture your imagery embellished
With the hellish aspects of the swarms' forlorn facets

Soul crafted fact cats, boroughin', left perennial tenants discouraged in
Discussin' my four seasons flourishing, uh!
Searching, perching, poetic lead poison
Poised in ploys to leak a little bit of moisture on your pride


I'm a animated style machine intervening faulty productionΒ fueled by nicotine suction
From ducks in my carnival to vipers in my garden
You flash identify by the genus, species andclass. StartΒ to chuckle

Buckle the architecture til it fell through
Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value
By the time the pending settlement's fully negotiated (yeah I'll...)
I'll have put aside a few to get myself situated

So like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boo Radley
Radically weak assume the colonel Kurtz in our platoon soon enough
That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher
Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, bursting

I live for the moment of truth when Big Willie rapper
Acknowledges failure and states "Goddamn my shit is trash"
"It's time to let go." Tin man banging upon his chest to hear the echo
(Heartless, kid. Hollow compartments.)

Be 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 brew the 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 'till 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,Β trudge through the muds
Quicken ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood
Rugged serpentine climb, pebble to rock
Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not

I'm, Ae-fucking-sop Rock, mic bizarro
Proper application of the soul by my standard
Candid once position from which instigations spawn
And man,Β I plan to die with a mic in my hand,Β it's like...

Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope, it's like
Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope...



ThisIsSoup

Asap, Asap Rocky x17
It's a love such as that which I exhibit for my hat, it's the factor of malware produce the hats with hay jackets,
Β And rose, mumble in patches back in the average grove, xenafold going to magnify the fly,
check it, I call my yacht in to row the every store, every 5th log slams diagonal to symbolize your overalls,
drunk in pissants, on a shitty megathorn essence slug a boar with sup-amella turned hogwarts.
Fella hell is yahtzee, I freeze your megadumb bumblebee hummin' out wild seasons plat sneak attack on dry knees, Done.
Crooked rune mars tune zoomers when rookies are tall kin, bad seas blush the nookie walk'n,
and let da sucker sprint, I prone to every phone glow high-five, the point at witch repeller sit and ultimately climb,
with a pack of smile mimicks I put something in the crust, ah, advance crouching to mike, like, gamma the shackled foster.

One of my favourite verses ever!



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Bazooka Tooth

Aesop rocks songs are like the books that were banned/sacred.
Ideals that decrypt and defy the times.

tropicwave1

Abandon All Hope
Aesop Rock
Produced by Dub-L
Album: Music for Earthworms

[Intro] (x16)
Aesop Rock (Aesop Rock)

[Verse 1]
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 bloodsport

Voted hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company
Pumping out wise beads like, plot sneak-attacks on dry leaves, dunce
Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin'
Bad seeds blossom the Wookiee walk. Hawk and

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 brains target the cluster
I advance clutchin' the mic like bully to knuckle duster

And ascend. Your riddles yield a little plastic blend
Fuck a badge, light a bonfire dancin' jig around the pig
Figurin' yeah, I'll land a plane on bleached-stained trackers
Usin' only the finest and post-modern terrain mappers

Once my brethren disperse
My god, you think the heavens 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 me

Ok, 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 rope, shaken like snow-globes
Other 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... rhyme and...
Paint combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is like
Picture your imagery embellished
With the hellish aspects of the swarms' forlorn facets

Soul crafted fact cats, boroughin', left perennial tenants discouraged in
Discussin' my four seasons flourishing, uh!
Searching, perching, poetic lead poison
Poised in ploys to leak a little bit of moisture on your pride

I'm a animated style machine intervening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction
From ducks in my carnival to vipers in my garden
You flash identify by the genus, species and class. Start to chuckle

Buckle the architecture til it fell through
Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value
By the time the pending settlement's fully negotiated (yeah I'll...)
I'll have put aside a few to get myself situated

So like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boo Radley
Radically weak assume the colonel Kurtz in our platoon soon enough
That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher
Stuttering, emerging, gutter urchin, bursting

I live for the moment of truth when Big Willie rapper
Acknowledges failure and states "Goddamn my shit is trash"
"It's time to let go." Tin man banging upon his chest to hear the echo
(Heartless, kid. Hollow compartments.)

Be 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 brew the 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 'till 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
Quicken ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood
Rugged serpentine climb, pebble to rock
Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not

I'm, Ae-fucking-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 y'all, abandon all hope, it's like
Abandon all hope y'all, abandon all hope...

Trevor Cory

Aesop is the best, I cant think of another rapper that has impressed me on the level he has... I fear none will

The Feral Farmer

recently someone mad a map of the rappers with the largest vernacular; Aesop blew EVERYBODY else out of the water.

Trevor Cory

Jimmy Hodum yea I saw that, I cant count the amount of words ive had to look upΒ to know what hes saying lolΒ 

kisukehatake210

It's not the size of his vocabulary, it's the way he uses it

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Andy McLeod

Aesop Rock's debut track destroys most cats discographies. I always return to this genius. Some people see confusion, I see endless interpretation of the isolated mind.

SickBoy666100

word. this is my favorite Aes track and album

Lockshabaz

@SickBoy666100 i need this on Vinyl. are there any physical copies of Music for earthworms??

CounterCultureCantCount

Being French and not having english as my first language, reading the lyrics while listening to the song definitely helps. When I go to web-sites such as RapGenius I realize the metaphoric work Aesop put into his raps, and this ish is mind-blowing. I wonder how he finds his lines.

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