Aesop Rock

'This is labor labor labor labor (DJ scratch) Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled perfectionist emblem Just to watch these monitors spit white noise through your office space automate I infect knowledge gene pool dissented cloud clusters Brushing

Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles Thousands of them line the pavement Another dark night... Teething I'm marking a beast sheep Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a beat Smores over warm helvetica brown proper For the odd God or monster, prop

Bring Back Pluto - Aesop Rock This is my friend, Tony. He's pretty cool. Although he's not always so smart. And then there were eight (then there were eight). Just like that. (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto). In the beginning it was L

I was a dark dumb student, No hokey rookie daytrippin on visions of chickens that looked like R Crumb drew 'em. They grew em in the royal dirt of Suffolk County's flooring With the blood of an alcoholic clergyman in his forearms. Long Island was porn

I don't shrug, I study the ramifications of my shovel Lovin the consequence of uprooting the jungle I'm huggin' the cycle of Gemini stupid contenders for mutin' the puzzle I don't budge the motives encased inside the gauntlet's hunger quotas My kitch

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly? Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully vulgar poacher at a mulch like 'Ima pull the pulse

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 cat