Dub-L - Bad Samaritan lyrics

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 Cla** 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 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 I" My name is Aesop Rock Bulldozer-brand, exhibit-alpha bad Samaritan I capsize rubber ducks 'n s** the merit in Governed beneath the cherished checks and balances routine I check my balance as routine, check balance in my dreams (??)tress the deeds i'll breathe a 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 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 Messiah's 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 modern American composers I digress Wishbone on an Earth hungry for flesh While tyrants hug upon their broadcast treasure guardians Barter frontiers 'til stealth remedies mesh Resident evil We alone hold current cycle to define Graceful ascension over Wasteful intervention This little pig hides behind his faithful train collection Bends the tension in trip wires at every landmark And I guess this marks my family [right?] I guess this dark's been charted by those tidal fellow artisans Who a**ign, comply under the martyrdom Plank walker, the shark infested waters all turn charlatan Alive! Appreciates for rhetorical inquiries I dive I've seen missile line lives fade in tirading heckler academies Divorced from insipidity And honestly I discipline the workers in my colony with glorious intention to live Just to walk on my home-made suspension bridge I discipline the workers in my colony with glorious intention to write Just to walk on my home-made yellow brick height It's like pillars line these aisles with chrome gates While milestones wait to trip me up Fiddle with thoughts that never led bay trails to victory Just yesterday my main amigo Block described the sinuses (??) (????)To pull the (halves/haps which) bleed a scene on opposite a**ignments We offsprings plucked off the worry willow one (???)Campbell cat anonymous Strokin' tokens of broken promises for hobby I scrape the pennies out my back pocket for needy drunks Like low riders scrape their bellies on speed bumps Purity's the lure and I'm on top (????)Middle siblets gripping aka Aesop Rock I saw the sunlight riding in harmed And hell, it died right in my arms Now I'm breathin' in the evenin', the evenin'... "Please help with correction of this song, it's not finished yet!"