Oxygen - Aesop Rock.mp3

[00:04.95] I'm twice born, once and seven something
[00:07.68] Once is the resurrection of honorable function
[00:10.44] Been shoveling a coal as the engine's doctor
[00:12.51] Long enough to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
[00:16.14] The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
[00:19.62] Was, is, and forever will be a luxury
[00:21.99] I'm a soubrette columnist fathering doom document
[00:24.75] Cursed version of a certain Virgin Mary womb occupant
[00:29.34] (Verse One)
[00:49.83] I know swamp rats who never suckled oxygen purification
[00:53.46] Sure it's blurry may have had them speeennnd breeezzzzze
[00:55.95] Stuck until my friend leaves puppet for the plummet committee
[00:59.31] Sputtering bum numb enough to stomach the city
[01:01.86] Who's that hugging a silhouette of willows with a hill's crest pan out?
[01:04.98] On the candy coated crab apples, sugar dipped deadpan outs
[01:08.01] I got a plan, I'll turnaquet my quest
[01:10.50] Defeat a needle into battling to mute the mess
[01:13.17] With patience galas with absentee balance I shove in the button
[01:16.32] Strutting to exhibit mankind's hostility function
[01:19.86] With a, ppppppppp paling in comparison a methias Goliath
[01:22.41] Live to riggedy frame in a wicked silence
[01:24.75]I top and ate my nameless shit then I bumped eyelid
[01:27.48] With a Christ we saw the same thing through a second
[01:29.55] What's that? The grand mosaic depicting historical glory in a legend
[01:33.03] Nurse me through the time stick and stone mixes hex my fertile crescent
[01:36.33] Now all's well, I'm laughing on the inside I swear
[01:39.45] Just trying to keep my head above red tide despair
[01:41.91] My imperfections pair off with buddy system symmetrics morbidly
[01:45.45] So every second the discontent's locked accordingly
[01:47.67] Let's turn mummy's shut up affection a berserk glory condition
[01:51.06] And pray for the day a star child tugs the ribbon
[01:53.22] Meddle in a two-hand grip when that spoon full of sugar medical chaser
[01:56.58] Credible crasser antidote's terrible taste the
[01:59.16] Water with a stolen soul pen left picture mad rhythm pinned
[02:02.07] Never set a grin and fly health
[02:04.08] Consider me a mobile advertisement for that hybrid plan of fabrics
[02:07.47] I deemed practical, now is you is or is you ain't compatible
[02:10.80] I feel a wind in my opinions plus hyper clutch
[02:13.29] Crush one's ginger bread tenement awful,
[02:15.42] It's like the day the great oak met the saw mill
[02:17.58] A lifeline of spectacular expansion leaves the reaper
[02:20.22] At the hand of what man's hand jokes
[02:21.87] My friend's got a book about dreams, I look and laugh
[02:24.60] I dream a book about my friends and still can't decipher the half
[02:27.39] Ch-chatter boooox, now let a soothe sayer major
[02:29.94] Cater to a king green battered on the brink of disease
[02:33.06] I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome
[02:36.24]You grin and groans **** it I'm tinted when accrete zon
[02:38.97] Blow the pedals off a dandelion trying to make my little gypsy blush
[02:42.42] And felt as if I'd actually accomplish something
[02:44.73] Fortify the bullies of the jokes soaking in trea**ent
[02:47.70] Sit and watch the percentages teeter on the evening
[02:50.46] On a ghost up in a fuse a lot second before the c**k dropped
[02:53.22] In the Styx and stared him down until he fixed it
[02:55.32] Fas*ion, it's cool and all but what about God?
[02:59.04] (Oh God, well he's the man, but what about reading?)
[03:01.65] What, like novels, man that don't hold my attention, what about television?
[03:04.71] (Television hurts my brain, how about walking in the rain?)
[03:07.44] I hate walking, it's boring, how about some old fas*ioned gone fis*in'
[03:10.35] (Yeah, fis*ing's great but I can't stand hooking the bait, lets dance)
[03:13.08] I've got too left feet plus motion sickness, how about breakfast?
[03:15.99] (Man, I'm hungry, but that means I'mma have to borrow some money)
[03:18.90] Let's fly a kite (Let's burn the generals)
[03:20.34] Let's sell lemonade (Let's drink)
[03:21.48] Let's poke a hole inside the tugboat, ease on back and watch it sink
[03:24.30] (Naw, lets scare a pupil once a year just to shake the academy)
[03:27.60] Casually note the blossom of phantom alignment strategy
[03:30.24] (Verse Two)
[03:30.48] I'll make the waterfall out of order in autumn saw the quarter
[03:33.15] When the gods mimic the vintage knuckle drag sacked in a coffin
[03:36.24] I affiliate my rag dummy appearance with a most cohesive spirit
[03:39.60] Clattering the yesterday ain't shed a tear since
[03:41.88] Hear me, wrote the Old Yeller community cartoon
[03:44.40] The carousel balloon extravagant aware, inviting it
[03:47.52] I'm swore to Adam and matter and saddling
[03:49.56] Warhead thorax and abdomen to primitive horse back galloping
[03:53.22] My index fingers rest in my talisman branded up in the jackals skin
[03:58.23] One must pardon yee old common street detour
[04:00.45] Weaving graceful through the prom directed column
[04:02.55] Greater virus retreats to a lot in Valom
[04:04.92] Bean stalk where the fiend walk and my name is mud
[04:07.56] But that's got a ring to it so my soil welcomes the flood
[04:10.35] I walk through God's practical joke on man practically broke
[04:13.17] And if they raise my rent again I'll spend my nights practically soaked
[04:16.17] Who spits silk dimensions with a noose looped by the raft?
[04:18.90] After lack of reasoning jedi 3, 2, 1,
[04:20.61] Oooh I'm hung, I've clung to hope but see you in hell
[04:24.60] I'll be that clear blue icicle that simply refused to melt
[04:27.72] Sturdy eye krulin, tin can skeleton,
[04:30.60] Skull of a thousand dilapidated dream remnants
[04:33.45] Here to convict based on a tin bucket of evidence
[04:36.24] I steer where the heaven's merely a legend so the peasants dream well