Bracket Basher - Aesop Rock

Hey yo must not sleep

I bash the bracket open and breach

The priority’s bleached since that '76 umbilical severed

Majority’s cordially aboard the pinnacle benders

I got west nile virus on my TV in the Bronx

I got two hollow pockets and a sleepy hollow mosh pit

Tryin to blow the spot with wet matches and bottle rockets

While cop walkie talkies walk outside my apartment obnoxious

Tonight’s special consists of stale fiber from shitty diners

Look mom!

I learned to tie my shoes!

Hey can I borrow twenty bucks?

Peel back the prickly cocoon a Poloroid turbulent land unit birth

Student first pedagogue only from brazen action

Wind blown mariner east river shark carry lunge carry funk ends on caliber

Watch war face painted junkies dance blissfully around a bonfire and

sacrifice life’s sanity Pay a nickel for nose-bleed seats in a peanut gallery

Gallop with a Pegasus, malice with no benefits, balance with some sense of

bliss in the foulest degenerates, my New Year’s revolution’s gon' be to stop

burning bridges

I’m just 'gon bend 'em toward the couple cats that’s worth the visits

Um, it’s like that, and that’s the way Aes stinks, and um

Plans are like clipper ships, if they got holes they sink

And if the skipper slips the crew shits bricks, wither, and hits the brink

That’s why I take the poison spitter sips and smile big when I drink

You never knew mayhem walked with Nikes talked like a trucker hawk the

filibuster Gerber baby lucid Colonel Mustards

No time to hold my breath, I’m only here to rap, eat, sleep, grow old,

and smoke stoges through the hole in my neck.

New millenium, mad cows and Pentium, process the hostage, lock him in the

petting bin

Showing pictures of his wife and kids, then wash the brain

Probably the same motherfuckers that buffed the train

OK OK OK OK OK OK

Must not sleep

Must bash the bracket

Pay The Rent, Pay The Debt

Must slash the fabric

Catch the jackrabbit

Pay The Rent, Pay The Debt

Sleep

Roll into the city with one half of the cannibals.

New joint bumpin out the whip speakers

Made the escape for a night of makin tapes now it’s back to the cockroaches and

preachers

Somewhere a prom queen’s givin birth in a bathroom stall

Holding a prime directive not to get blood on her mother’s ballgown

I’m son of a stubborn old one track jackal prince

Trucking with prime directive just to get the goods and never fall down

Ate the city spit the bricks ate the boxcar spit the burners

Ate the planet spit the murder

Funny farm rampage from writing rap for milk money built ugly

but a couple side effects to make’em love me

My cipher demeanor left Jesus rubbin genie bottles

Til the following morning Colombo found a crown of thorns in urine puddles

You’re in trouble

I’m not trying to save the world I’d rather watch it die slow

So I could spit my grand I-told-you-so

Are we having fun yet?

Yup.

Step to the carnies

Try to win a teddy bear to impress your favorite Barbie

She almost sucked you off at the company Christmas party

But she won’t accept the bear 'til Aesop signs it with a sharpie

My ex-girl bounced without payin' the cable bill

I check myself in television rehab

Withdrawal symptoms may include shivering, fevers, drooling and chronic

masturbation

Now I pray to the gods of pornography and Playstation

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord my soul to keep

And if I should die before I wake

Give my ASR to El and bury me with my mistakes

OK OK OK OK OK OK

Must not sleep

Must bash the bracket

Pay The Rent, Pay The Debt

Must slash the fabric

Catch the jackrabbit

Pay The Rent, Pay The Debt

Sleep

Bonus Round

This is the hot tin roof stepper

Hold it down with centipede foundation

Mr. Greed who burns rugged obstruction in bunches

like little Jackie paper puffs the magic dragon and dutches

We don’t need another hero hommie gallop off on your my little one trick pony

Holly Hobbie Polly Pocket pretty future destiny

If the slipper fits fire up Cinderella propeller and curtsie for the munchkins

right before

Aesop Rock smashed the pumpkin

Iron on gusto rustolium bloodstream what’s better?

When the wrist slit it leaks out only the bloodiest bubble letters

Complete with outlines, fill-ins, dates, shading and shout out columns

for vagrant colonies to follow in redeeming bottles

You’re a little tea pot tryin to eavesdrop on the mammoth route

peekin' out from around the rose bush like… here is my handle…

here is my spout

Godzilla junkie used to be in love, now out for gigapussy

Sorry to offend but sometimes life bends in the middle

So now you have a fulcrum where there used to be a pillar

and now I got a pulse that bumps less than a cocaine binger

and now I got no 9 to 5 and still labor days flicker

and now I got a 9 mm Q-tip with an itchy trigger finger

See, I really don’t feel your persona distortion ordered by martyrs who martyr

self for martyr’s sake

Wow fame… If notoriety grew adjacent a jealous dick-riding sentiments I’d give

you a pound like «Greetings Mr. President.»

Now go do your homework

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