Freeze
Aesop Rock Lyrics


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It goes welcome the pop off, some pop soft. We bang be -bang be -bang bang out loud. Ready on the left with a face full of death. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now.

This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl. Gorgeous how struggling gills wriggle out water, ain't it? Same scape as the walls crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs. The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike to this jittery drooling mess. Bitterly unruly on mud hugger alert, he usher dirt to the kick circus. Deflected labor ethic questions peeled at the field workers. Is it raw? Please... does a priest need a ten-foot pole to baptize little Linus minus the lap ride and tease? Evolution is a leader depleter, seeker needy sheep idol feeder beware, once complete you might not want to be there. Dead straw to gold bar spin fiber. Lost and fond in a smitten kitten's incisors. They Aphrodite all over the burgle of a purple heart compartment. Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far to parched to bark it. Lil' Abner. A real firecracker. Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular hijackers. To eavesdrop plots cops hired a wire tapper. That's a whipper snapper trapped beneath my grip on the fire ladder. Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks. The roof is on fire where snoopy sits right now. You should have shot yourself in the foot when it was in your mouth.

CHORUS
Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For the disease that grows underneath your toes holds up a reason y'alls gold never seems to glow. Now we can all breath slow once the fiend's exposed. It goes heave ho. You never got the grit right. Bark fame but you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down.

This is a never dug disco defamation of dog and pony grappled out chincey, chipping Leo Da Vinci phonies pushing kill of hill bloated. Nobody got you. While biggest brother's watching bigger brother watching big brother watch you. Nothing says circus fun quite like nuclear holocaust over breakfast on the terrace. Hash browns and peril. Old ironsides or good ship lolli-popper, Davy Jones still got a locker, ak, the opera's more than docs and soccer moms. Now before you kick your feet up, I married and divorced mother nature after sweet-talking that old hag out of a pre-nup. This information's neither braggadocio nor secret, just know as of now the world is technically not yours, peanut. It's a day in the life of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus turn peg legs to Adidas on the down stroke. And they like 'what's up with the name?' I tell'em y'all made Bazooka Tooth I's about to ask the same. But before you curfew the city and shut down every block, I'd like to say I still Aesop the fuck out of the Rock

CHORUS

This is a never dug disco. Spread feelers. Tonka zonk Gepetto bred beezers. Jeepers, gee wilikers, goshes galoshes, Christ, god almighty. They tore his limbs off kilter, still the hostage moshes slightly. Hung off the balcony by the skin off his doctor's psyche. He hopes it holds but knows the locusts kamikaze nightly. He woke, corroded buggy facial, insect chopper biting. He's only bones by the time the ungodly body's sighted. He saw the puddle, full color hideous monster Viking. He used to survey if the vermin dined on others like him. He found the fucks indigenous to him and awfully feisty. He grew old awkward grinch and settled into bonkers nicely. I alert vital spider works to cultivate grit, ship the bulk rate shit. Herbie the love bug drugs pulsate whips. Tie in spite for commoner idiocy and good old-fashioned biblical plague. We move units off your pagan escapade. And it's pits to the peg legged. Megas eclipse cripples so that pimp limp's wheel chair basketball when 15 minutes fizzles. Your flimsy frame marks hip-hop's second most tragic event and will 'til Jam Master Jay's resurrection and second death.





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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Aesop Rock's "Freeze" describe a chaotic and dystopian world where everything is falling apart. The opening lines, "Welcome to the pop off, some pop soft. We bang be-bang be-bang bang out loud." describe a violent and aggressive atmosphere. The chorus speaks of "thieves in the strobe" who freeze their pose and hold up a reason why their gold never seems to glow. The verse is laden with metaphors and imagery that convey the sense of a world that is out of control, where the powerful exploit the weak, and society is on the brink of collapse. Aesop Rock's lyrics are dense and require careful attention and interpretation to arrive at their meaning.


The verse elevates into a surreal and dizzying stream of consciousness that probes the multiple layers of meaning at play. The lyrics suggest that there is an insidious disease growing underneath the people's feet, representing the institutional and systemic issues that plague society. Aesop Rock uses metaphors to convey the point that the world is a dangerous and unpredictable place, where everyone is struggling to survive. He also alludes to the fact that the world is in the grip of a ruthless and impersonal system that values power and wealth over the well-being of people.


In conclusion, Aesop Rock's "Freeze" is a complex and challenging song that invites the listener to reflect deeply on the state of the world. It is a meditation on the themes of power, violence, and corruption and serves as a warning of the danger of complacency in the face of oppression.


Line by Line Meaning

It goes welcome the pop off, some pop soft. We bang be -bang be -bang bang out loud.
We're ready to show off and make an impact. Some may not be as bold as us, but we'll make our presence known loudly.


Ready on the left with a face full of death. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now.
We are prepared to face death with a tough exterior. We speak in slang and act fearlessly.


This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl.
We are in a unique and unexplored environment in New York, full of creativity and opportunity for business. We have a lot of energy and excitement.


Gorgeous how struggling gills wriggle out water, ain't it? Same scape as the walls crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs.
It's amazing to see fish breathe underwater but it's similar to the people who are trapped by their own fears and anxieties.


The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike to this jittery drooling mess.
We have the same calmness and patience as a robotic lizard, despite the chaos and mess around us.


Bitterly unruly on mud hugger alert, he usher dirt to the kick circus.
We are aggressively against conformity and always seeking to add excitement and new experiences to our lives.


Deflected labor ethic questions peeled at the field workers. Is it raw? Please... does a priest need a ten-foot pole to baptize little Linus minus the lap ride and tease?
We deflect questions about our work ethic and whether we are being honest. We believe the answer is obvious and do not need to be questioned.


Evolution is a leader depleter, seeker needy sheep idol feeder beware, once complete you might not want to be there.
Being a follower and seeking to please others will lead to depletion of one's own leadership abilities. Beware of following blindly.


Dead straw to gold bar spin fiber. Lost and fond in a smitten kitten's incisors.
We can turn something lifeless and plain into something valuable and beautiful. We are lost in the grip of someone who has charmed and captivated us.


They Aphrodite all over the burgle of a purple heart compartment. Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far to parched to bark it.
We are enamored by someone who stole a valuable item. They were proud and unafraid of their actions.


Lil' Abner. A real firecracker. Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular hijackers.
We are brave and feisty, unafraid to stand up for ourselves and fight against those who try to harm us.


To eavesdrop plots cops hired a wire tapper. That's a whipper snapper trapped beneath my grip on the fire ladder.
The police are trying to spy on us, but we are always one step ahead. We are in control and not afraid of being caught.


Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks.
We brought musical instruments to a dangerous area and played until the atmosphere changed. We fought until we found a place we belonged.


The roof is on fire where snoopy sits right now. You should have shot yourself in the foot when it was in your mouth.
Snoopy is in a lot of trouble right now. If you had any sense, you would have stopped before getting yourself in trouble.


Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For the disease that grows underneath your toes holds up a reason y'alls gold never seems to glow.
Those who steal and deceive will be caught and exposed. The negative thoughts and behavior they have are preventing them from seeing success.


Now we can all breath slow once the fiend's exposed. It goes heave ho. You never got the grit right.
Once the wrongdoers are caught, we can all take a deep breath and relax. They never had the determination and strength to succeed.


Bark fame but you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down.
You may talk about wanting success and put on a flashy appearance, but you never had the true determination and resilience to achieve your goals. It's time to put in the real effort.


This is a never dug disco defamation of dog and pony grappled out chincey, chipping Leo Da Vinci phonies pushing kill of hill bloated.
We're in a new and unexplored area where we rally against those who are not true and put on a false facade. We won't let them succeed.


Nobody got you. While biggest brother's watching bigger brother watching big brother watch you.
You are alone and nobody is truly looking out for you. You are always being watched and judged by those in power.


Nothing says circus fun quite like nuclear holocaust over breakfast on the terrace. Hash browns and peril.
Even the most horrific events can become mundane and accepted over time. We've become too used to danger and destruction.


Old ironsides or good ship lolli-popper, Davy Jones still got a locker, ak, the opera's more than docs and soccer moms.
Whether you're on a historic ship or a playful candy-themed one, death is always lurking. The opera is more than just entertainment for average people.


Now before you kick your feet up, I married and divorced mother nature after sweet-talking that old hag out of a pre-nup.
Don't relax yet, I've already gone through a lot and am not afraid to take on anything. I've even manipulated nature itself to get what I want.


This information's neither braggadocio nor secret, just know as of now the world is technically not yours, peanut.
This is not boastful, just a fact. You are not in control of the world or your own destiny.


It's a day in the life of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon.
Life is like being in a circus, always trying to escape and be free. We enjoy living extravagantly and indulging in our vices.


At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus turn peg legs to Adidas on the down stroke.
Our productivity peaks at night, but gossip and rumors can be harmful. We have the power to turn obstacles into opportunities.


And they like 'what's up with the name?' I tell'em y'all made Bazooka Tooth I's about to ask the same.
People often ask about our name and we question it ourselves. We know that we are different and do things our own way.


But before you curfew the city and shut down every block, I'd like to say I still Aesop the fuck out of the Rock.
Before you try to control everything and everyone, remember that I still have power and control over my own life.


Spread feelers. Tonka zonk Gepetto bred beezers. Jeepers, gee wilikers, goshes galoshes, Christ, god almighty.
We are spreading our influence and seeking opportunities. We are unique and unconventional, full of excitement and awe.


They tore his limbs off kilter, still the hostage moshes slightly. Hung off the balcony by the skin off his doctor's psyche.
Our body and mind can be hurt and broken, but we still keep going. We are often being controlled by the people and things around us.


He hopes it holds but knows the locusts kamikaze nightly. He woke, corroded buggy facial, insect chopper biting.
We hope to stay strong and avoid harm, but we know that destruction can come at any time. We have been scarred and hurt but continue to fight back.


He's only bones by the time the ungodly body's sighted. He saw the puddle, full color hideous monster Viking.
We are often reduced to nothing in the face of death and destruction. We have seen the worst of humanity and been horrified by it.


He used to survey if the vermin dined on others like him. He found the fucks indigenous to him and awfully feisty.
We used to observe and fear those who were like us but we have found strength in ourselves and are unafraid of those who try to harm us.


He grew old awkward grinch and settled into bonkers nicely. I alert vital spider works to cultivate grit, ship the bulk rate shit.
We have grown older and accepted our quirks and flaws. We are determined to succeed and ship out our hard work.


Herbie the love bug drugs pulsate whips. Tie in spite for commoner idiocy and good old-fashioned biblical plague.
We use our creativity and individuality to succeed. We also use spite and anger towards those who don't understand us or try to harm us. We are not afraid to confront the worst of situations.


We move units off your pagan escapade. And it's pits to the peg legged. Megas eclipse cripples so that pimp limp's wheel chair basketball when 15 minutes fizzles.
We will succeed and make our mark regardless of your efforts to stop us. We rise above those who are weak and disabled. We are always ready to take advantage of opportunities when they arise.


Your flimsy frame marks hip-hop's second most tragic event and will 'til Jam Master Jay's resurrection and second death.
Your weak and insignificant presence shows how far hip-hop has fallen. You will always be remembered as a failure, second only to Jam Master Jay.


Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For the disease that grows underneath your toes holds up a reason y'alls gold never seems to glow.
Those who steal and deceive will be caught and exposed. The negative thoughts and behavior they have are preventing them from seeing success.


Now we can all breath slow once the fiend's exposed. It goes heave ho. You never got the grit right.
Once the wrongdoers are caught, we can all take a deep breath and relax. They never had the determination and strength to succeed.


Bark fame but you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down.
You may talk about wanting success and put on a flashy appearance, but you never had the true determination and resilience to achieve your goals. It's time to put in the real effort.




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joey sands

Bazooka Tooth is such an awesome album, and I was rediscovering it the other day, so this is rad.
Does anyone else remember the third verse of β€˜the Greatest PAC Man Victory of All Time’? That shit couldn’t be more inspirational to any writer.
The man births gems unlike any other artist, and must be protected at all costs

catalyst

L S D L S D that shit blew my fucking mind when i first heard it. aes is to me the greatest mc and a significant source of inspo in my work over the years

Oswald Bates III, Esq.

@catalyst The way he used the letters LSD as a whole verse was ridiculous.

The Vinyl Truffle

Killer production from Aesop here. RIP Def Jux.

L P

Safe to say, Aes has always been ahead of his time

Even today he shakes a fist at your favorite rappers with an OLD song... its really crazy ngl

NorCal Prospecting

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Robert Valeska

This is what meth would sound like if it could speak…

Marco Senarosa

@Robert Valeska lol facts

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Rev. Jimmy Wonko

20 years in and still hear something I missed every time.

irock4031

Great shit mate!.... you are the only person I know who doesn't just make a song that sounds good and rhymes.... you paint a picture in your mind and tell us what that world sounds like! Stay Marvelous my Lyrical Legend!... we will talk soon!

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