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Bad Samaritan

アーティスト:Aesop Rock 

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The bully cycles dig the stitch in Rig the hitch in golden theory Teary victims walk in slatters(?) like my left eye astigmatism Lift the bridge and sink Link the fink divisions ink transmission with a jinx Instead of tripping off the ways glitter blinks Sinker The book had mentioned several separate crafts that mobilize to clash defendants The end-all installments dissolved in a Class A blemish 'n such I'm touching oxblood skies over my city which hover in blue disguise The dry season New York's five reasons flock to the marketplace Targets chase targets oblivious to if they heart a splash of bull's eye Kings (Games?) begin, blood, dread and sin I'm crawlin soft, all of a sudden somethin' feels a little off I nab a nauseating caution Peddle on exhausted levels Lost in identifying the unsure-edness plus the lord of morbid bliss Tore in the cure that fits I sit, lit up a lung, thoughts spin as I realize "goddamn, its I against ah"(?) My name is Aesop Rock, Bulldozer-brand, exhibit-alpha bad Samaritan I capsize rubber ducks 'n suck the merit in Governed beneath the cherished checks and balances routine I check my balance as routine, check balance in my dreams (??) (this breed'll?) buckle, flunk, and cling to the wrist I thread the needle like my knuckle through the ring 'o my fist Work out the kinks in my wrist, Weave up a tapestry so large it covered ev'ry inch of sky, So I cut holes for the stars — look up! Hook up the speakers, I cook up another heated dirty lung devotion chokin with the ocean's bottom feeders And you love it, 76 inches of sound So ya'll could dig me six feet deep, my eyes'll still be over ground Now, I've got myself circlin' over these pushers Each luggin' a bucket of concepts crafted of every shape, element and devious ingredient one could possibly conjure And I consider my trust sacred, and if by chance it (sneaks/leaks?) in your direction, well, I've either known you a long time or I'ma see you tomorrow The daggers that rip that bond are the sharpest But I'll take that pain, cuz in the long run, You're prob'ly doin' me a favor The Dub-L installation swivels to click (my science?) dirty art Like my lungs upon display'll make the room turn dark A (poem review?) and a compilation of statements made by critically acclaimed (??)


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