Shere Kahn
Aesop Rock Lyrics


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(Sample from Sing-A-Song)
"You can come, I'll leap right over
Any day you like
System 605, Union 91"

(Aesop)
I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side effects
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
a grey so blueless it's got eye fiendin for the sky
Synthesized lies rise synthetic
Sittin inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
Yellow brick stalker walking shifty
I am but a prototype metroid programmed to holocaust style
while you're soakin in the stages of denial
Your petty soldiers seem fragile like Giacometti sculptures
Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Plus I's the guise of rowin a soul
My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the poles
Bezerk
Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and jade it
Stripping, color my passion mitigated
Slipping

(Ann Colville)
You always seem like a small grey cat to me
Sleepin underneath the silvery moon
Paws curled beneath your head
'til the sun came round just around noon
And you would greet me, purring in your doorway
Drawing up your tail around my hips
And I would go to your mouth wide open
waitin for my nourish to come from your lips
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

(Aesop)
For the love of my personal practice I reside
where obstructive fluxes and societal withdrawl collides
Slide fuel by the fury
Spun a ring around my honor
but the opulence took shelter in my horror
Melancholy masquerade
Cast amongst the braiding of biligerence
and blazing terror that blew the lock down off my placement
I stay special agent till the sky falls
Reverse the curse till my fellow lost children disperse

(Ann Colville)
And your footsteps leading down the pathway
never seem to be quite like my own
Your mind is smokey circles
it blinded me till I turned towards home
And you would watch me far in the distance
hands held high above your head
I only leave the territory where there's nothing left, to be said
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

(Sample from Sing-A-Song)
"You can come, I'll leap right over"

(Aesop)
I make music and connect color to canvas
Swoop down from the trees with potpourris and other bandits
Landed randomly upon the valleys of the grimace
Saw my planted leaf stars burnin from the oustide in
Meaning your clout lies thin
Salt prep the blades prior to five phase in my ever changin underworld
Serate a day to decorate a traitor
That sting never fades like belly wounds from sling blades
Follow my portion, Im gonna swallow distortion and spit the filter

(Sample (Sing-A-Song High Tone Voice)
"You can come, I'll leap right over




Any day you like
System 605, Union 91"

Overall Meaning

The song "Shere Kahn" by Aesop Rock explores themes of alienation, loneliness and societal withdrawal through a series of vivid metaphors and allegories. The lyrics paint a picture of a bleak dystopian world, where the singer is trapped in a cocoon of glitches and anti-social trenches. The world is depicted as a grid of polar values, where lies are synthesized and truth is elusive. The singer, who sees the world through a lens of melancholy, attempts to navigate this treacherous landscape, dodging fires and walking shifty.


The song features three distinct voices - Aesop Rock, Ann Colville, and a high tone voice sampled from Sing-A-Song - each of which adds a layer of complexity to the narrative. Ann Colville appears to be a close friend or lover of the singer, but their relationship is strained by his inability to connect with her emotionally. In one stanza, she sings, "And you would greet me, purring in your doorway / Drawing up your tail around my hips / And I would go to your mouth wide open / waiting for my nourish to come from your lips." This image of a small grey cat is a powerful metaphor for the singer's emotional state - closed off, unwilling to connect, and painfully aware of his own loneliness.


Overall, "Shere Kahn" presents a bleak and unsettling vision of the world, where our attempts to connect with one another are constantly thwarted by the systems and structures that surround us.


Line by Line Meaning

I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side effects
I am constantly struggling with the negative consequences of my actions and choices.


Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches drenched!
I am isolated and trapped in a cycle of negative behaviors and emotions.


Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
I am caught between conflicting beliefs and ideas.


a grey so blueless it's got eye fiendin for the sky
The drab monotony of my life makes me crave something more.


Synthesized lies rise synthetic
Falsehoods and misinformation are spreading and becoming normalized.


Sittin inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
I am surrounded by artificial and potentially harmful materials and influences.


My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
My actions and decisions are constantly adapting to avoid negative consequences and danger.


Yellow brick stalker walking shifty
I am an unpredictable and potentially dangerous force in my environment.


I am but a prototype metroid programmed to holocaust style
I feel like a weaponized tool, designed to inflict harm and destruction.


while you're soakin in the stages of denial
Others may be oblivious to the true nature of our situation.


Your petty soldiers seem fragile like Giacometti sculptures
Your followers and supporters are weak and vulnerable.


Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Our group is firmly entrenched and ruthless in our pursuit of power and resources.


Plus I's the guise of rowin a soul
I pretend to care about others and the world around me.


My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the poles
My influence and power stretches to the furthest corners of the world.


Bezerk
I am acting in a wild or irrational manner.


Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and jade it
I am choosing to isolate myself and become bitter and cynical.


Stripping, color my passion mitigated
My enthusiasm and drive are diminishing over time.


For the love of my personal practice I reside
I am committed to my work or craft, even if it isolates me from others.


where obstructive fluxes and societal withdrawl collides
I find myself where societal pressures conflict with my own desires and beliefs.


Slide fuel by the fury
My emotions and anger are fueling my actions and decisions.


Spun a ring around my honor
My reputation and sense of morality have been warped or twisted.


but the opulence took shelter in my horror
Wealth and success have brought me no happiness or satisfaction.


Melancholy masquerade
I am hiding my sadness and pain behind a facade or persona.


Cast amongst the braiding of biligerence
I am surrounded by conflict and aggression.


and blazing terror that blew the lock down off my placement
A violent or traumatic event shattered the stability and safety of my life.


I stay special agent till the sky falls
I will continue to act as a disruptor or rogue agent until drastic change occurs.


Reverse the curse till my fellow lost children disperse
I want to undo the harm and negativity caused by societal pressures and expectations.


I make music and connect color to canvas
I express myself and my ideas through artistic endeavors.


Swoop down from the trees with potpourris and other bandits
I bring creativity and inspiration from unexpected or unconventional places.


Landed randomly upon the valleys of the grimace
I find myself in dark or unpleasant situations without warning or reason.


Saw my planted leaf stars burnin from the oustide in
I observed my efforts and accomplishments being destroyed or undermined.


Meaning your clout lies thin
Your power or influence is weak or limited.


Salt prep the blades prior to five phase in my ever changin underworld
I prepare for conflict and change in my tumultuous existence.


Serate a day to decorate a traitor
I seek out those who betray or undermine me and take action against them.


That sting never fades like belly wounds from sling blades
The pain and trauma of past conflicts and betrayals continue to affect me.


Follow my portion, Im gonna swallow distortion and spit the filter
I will accept and internalize negativity, but use it to challenge and criticizes societal trends and norms.


Your mind is smokey circles
Your thoughts and beliefs are unclear or distorted.


it blinded me till I turned towards home
Your influence or power caused me to feel lost or disoriented, until I found my own way.


And you would watch me far in the distance
You observe my actions and choices from afar, without fully understanding them.


hands held high above your head
You act with confidence and authority, even if you lack true power or influence.


I only leave the territory where there's nothing left, to be said
I avoid conflict or confrontation by leaving situations where nothing productive can be achieved.


And your footsteps leading down the pathway
Your actions and choices are leading you towards a specific outcome or goal.


Just enough
Your approach or behavior is mildly satisfying or effective.


To let me
You allow me to be a part of your life or situation.


But I hate you
I feel negative or hostile towards you.


Cause you're lonely
You feel disconnected or isolated from others or the world around you.


And you know how
You are aware of how to cope or deal with this loneliness or isolation.


To forget me
You will move on from our relationship or connection without much difficulty or attachment.




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MartialArtsGuru

I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side effects
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
A grey so blueless it's got eye fiendin for the sky
Synthesized lies rise synthetic
Sittin inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
Yellow brick stalker walking shifty
I am but a prototype metroid programmed to holocaust style
While you're soakin in the stages of denial
Your petty soldiers seem fragile like Giacometti sculptures
Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Plus I's the guise of rowin a soul
My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the poles
Bezerk
Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and jade it
Stripping, color my passion mitigated
Slipping

You always seem like a small grey cat to me
Sleepin underneath the silvery moon
Paws curled beneath your head
'Til the sun came round just around noon
And you would greet me, purring in your doorway
Drawing up your tail around my hips
And I would go to your mouth wide open
Waitin for my nourish to come from your lips
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

For the love of my personal practice I reside
Where obstructive fluxes and societal withdrawl collides
Slide fuel by the fury
Spun a ring around my honor
But the opulence took shelter in my horror
Melancholy masquerade
Cast amongst the braiding of biligerence
And blazing terror that blew the lock down off my placement
I stay special agent till the sky falls
Reverse the curse till my fellow lost children disperse

And your footsteps leading down the pathway
Never seem to be quite like my own
Your mind is smokey circles
It blinded me till I turned towards home
And you would watch me far in the distance
Hands held high above your head
I only leave the territory where there's nothing left, to be said
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

"You can come, I'll leap right over"

I make music and connect color to canvas
Swoop down from the trees with potpourris and other bandits
Landed randomly upon the valleys of the grimace
Saw my planted leaf stars burnin from the oustide in
Meaning your clout lies thin
Salt prep the blades prior to five phase in my ever changin underworld
Serate a day to decorate a traitor
That sting never fades like belly wounds from sling blades
Follow my portion, Im gonna swallow distortion and spit the filter

"You can come, I'll leap right over
Any day you like
System 605, Union 91"



All comments from YouTube:

MartialArtsGuru

I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side effects
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
A grey so blueless it's got eye fiendin for the sky
Synthesized lies rise synthetic
Sittin inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
Yellow brick stalker walking shifty
I am but a prototype metroid programmed to holocaust style
While you're soakin in the stages of denial
Your petty soldiers seem fragile like Giacometti sculptures
Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Plus I's the guise of rowin a soul
My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the poles
Bezerk
Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and jade it
Stripping, color my passion mitigated
Slipping

You always seem like a small grey cat to me
Sleepin underneath the silvery moon
Paws curled beneath your head
'Til the sun came round just around noon
And you would greet me, purring in your doorway
Drawing up your tail around my hips
And I would go to your mouth wide open
Waitin for my nourish to come from your lips
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

For the love of my personal practice I reside
Where obstructive fluxes and societal withdrawl collides
Slide fuel by the fury
Spun a ring around my honor
But the opulence took shelter in my horror
Melancholy masquerade
Cast amongst the braiding of biligerence
And blazing terror that blew the lock down off my placement
I stay special agent till the sky falls
Reverse the curse till my fellow lost children disperse

And your footsteps leading down the pathway
Never seem to be quite like my own
Your mind is smokey circles
It blinded me till I turned towards home
And you would watch me far in the distance
Hands held high above your head
I only leave the territory where there's nothing left, to be said
And I move you
And you like it
Just enough
To let me
But I hate you
Cause you're lonely
And you know how
To forget me

"You can come, I'll leap right over"

I make music and connect color to canvas
Swoop down from the trees with potpourris and other bandits
Landed randomly upon the valleys of the grimace
Saw my planted leaf stars burnin from the oustide in
Meaning your clout lies thin
Salt prep the blades prior to five phase in my ever changin underworld
Serate a day to decorate a traitor
That sting never fades like belly wounds from sling blades
Follow my portion, Im gonna swallow distortion and spit the filter

"You can come, I'll leap right over
Any day you like
System 605, Union 91"

On the Rims

I just can't help but pour over your work. Gonna buy your albums. I want them all. I'm hanging them on my wall. When people ask what's that?..i'll say
....get the hell out of my house.

IGOR ATLUS

I know this comment is late and I'm late to hearing this but this is the best comment I've ever seen on YouTube

Oracle

hang them as art, as they are. Aes says he's a failed artist turned rapper but he actually found himself creating a new type or painting which resides in your minds eye.

Gysie de Waal

Music for earthworms is super rare, don't even think it's available.

etnamA

Mad props to the dude who hooked me up with Appleseed and Music For Earthworms in 1998, shit changed my life

Dan Fontaine

Amante good shit, I've managed to turn like 3 people onto Aesop. Most people think it sounds like garbage shrug guess they need a catchy tune to appreciate musical art

GetMoreOdder

those who cannot stomach Aesop are not ready for Aesops' words yet.

RandyMontana87

@Dan Fontaine You need to realise not everyone has to enjoy music in the exact same way you do. I can guarantee those people enjoy other things that you simply don't, because that's how people are. It says a lot about you that you put people down for not appreciating a musical artist you like.

Vinny

@RandyMontana87 it says he wants his peers to relate to how much interest he has in an artist? You taking this personally is pretty weird buddy, especially with this whole "it says a lot about you" shtick. He made an off handed comment about music and you're turning it into some shitty psychology class.

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