Dub-L - 89.9FM Nighttrain Promo lyrics

(What's up this is Aesop Rock for WKCR) I traded my title as bent pedestrian for pa**enger status to coast muted Finding the night train mildly therapeutic Rugged hacker flashing mood full of swings Beneath this puppet master pulling my strings Leaking smoke rings singing [your despite what measured honestly magnificent] Syndicate sold to children building homes for my omnipotent platoons Nah I don't think the blueprints drafted tilted in the tombs Tampering hampered scampered well beyond the dooms We bloomed? the matter down to those most beautifully discrete Applying yesterdays models stand obsolete amongst colossals [amongst colossals] Comply not to enforce us aborted claiming they came off Sort of stabbed them with the capital 'A' that sets my name off Sick of it all Sick of the stalls Sick of the thick brick in the wall sob stories the falls the tragic hate calls Shaking like magic eight balls pausing to watch the vapors crawl My clique heeds lessons I'll be noted from kids sisters paper dolls We lining up along against these great walls Circling an*lytical Rhetorical inquiries yet x is not applicable kid (Your flash minor we as orphans repeated)? You're talkin' concrete examples with gla** bottoms cause defeated kid I'm heated Its flight of the intruder and we all fall down Conditions of never blends science with religion Cut my character cleansed in esoteric opulence But finding no intrinsic merit in your sense Well isn't that bewildering Drunken distortion and spit the filter in Mic sweltering measures like melting my rings together an you never Seen I Aesop Rock flop for the love of eighty-nine point nine I'm here to ride upon the night train [Yeah WKCR 89.9 . . . here for the night train . . . whats up to my man Apex, kinetic, dj ely, baz, my man Dub-L on productions, the mighty ger, my Man Patrick, Blockhead, Mr. Roper, Omega One, my man hates one, Percee P Andre . . . stay up . .. its like that . . . it's big Aesop Rock signing off . .]