Lirik Lagu Bent Life - Aesop Rock
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Aesop Rock}YoI take 10 steps with a bedlamped visionStudy the disorderswe've absorbed inside the villageI understand the plagues and shake hands with my grimacethat remain up inmy face like top to bottom train car feelingsLets question the ascensionof a broken social icon in various domino affectI'm blow this hex over the missionJust toadminister the indoor sucker punch to (?) its pitiful condition
{C-Rayz Walz}With noalibi love is used as a guide by the civilizedSome see it as the body heat you feel when you closeyour eyesThat's so much of a lie, you can leave your hair dyed and scorch your rootsAs thetruth hits your ears begin to cry'Why Is It Like This!' Why the f**k do I care?I don't havethe answers, or at least the ones you want to hearCity lights look like bright groups of firefliesMany see the truth (the proof) only when the liar diesTires screech to a halt, the groundcriesSpit sparks speak to the streetsThe skid marks are repliesRead discussions of whatwe rode through entrenched in the vocals]The hopeless stay hopeful (the toxic fumes chokeyou)As I walk out my door, step into the pollution(I breathe in the problems) exhale solutionsPhysicallythe situation's hard to stopI had a wicked jump shot and sold crack rock on back blocksCasualtiesin this apocalypse (street chronicle)abnormal abdominals (push-ups phenomenal)Relaxindrinking my 6-pack maxingfaxing my thoughts on the satellite, via Donahue (push it)Tabletalk, salt and pepper conversationIntegrated sectors, metropolis and meccaIt's a conspiracy(you know), I can't lie dukesSometimes I feel the rats got a better deal than I do
{AesopRock}(Chorus)It goes thieves, bandits, low lives, scumPunks that buckle under the rumpleof my drumSteadily searching for something new under the sun
{C-Rayz Walz}With noalibi love is used as a guide by the civilizedSome see it as the body heat you feel when you closeyour eyesThat's so much of a lie, you can leave your hair dyed and scorch your rootsAs thetruth hits your ears begin to cry'Why Is It Like This!' Why the f**k do I care?I don't havethe answers, or at least the ones you want to hearCity lights look like bright groups of firefliesMany see the truth (the proof) only when the liar diesTires screech to a halt, the groundcriesSpit sparks speak to the streetsThe skid marks are repliesRead discussions of whatwe rode through entrenched in the vocals]The hopeless stay hopeful (the toxic fumes chokeyou)As I walk out my door, step into the pollution(I breathe in the problems) exhale solutionsPhysicallythe situation's hard to stopI had a wicked jump shot and sold crack rock on back blocksCasualtiesin this apocalypse (street chronicle)abnormal abdominals (push-ups phenomenal)Relaxindrinking my 6-pack maxingfaxing my thoughts on the satellite, via Donahue (push it)Tabletalk, salt and pepper conversationIntegrated sectors, metropolis and meccaIt's a conspiracy(you know), I can't lie dukesSometimes I feel the rats got a better deal than I do
{AesopRock}(Chorus)It goes thieves, bandits, low lives, scumPunks that buckle under the rumpleof my drumSteadily searching for something new under the sun
