Текст песни Aesop Rock - Labor

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Жанр: OST
Исполнитель: Aesop Rock
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"This is labor" {*echoes*} {*sample cut and scratched*} [Aesop Rock] Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled prefectionist emblem Just to watch these moniters spit white noise Through your office space auto made I infect knowledge gene pool dissented cloud clusters Brushing dust mites off your starborn all revolution sound jugglers Delinquent fan for brick habitat bob, weave, stick, move fence And put somewhere in the middle for slick invention This years brain crop spread spectacular I ain't mad at cha don't stay mad at the caliber I twist characters like twist characters Talley up the alley cat aggresion In this Doug E. Fresh infested mess up bassline lust An automatic B-boy krylon can't combust circuits Working these war picked cyphers With head striker stability and kamakazi chivalry I alone noble in a warm food feud Walking dead generation ain't nobody asking for your patience Who ranned off but only meet to face the fact That I knew myself and didn't have to ask nobody else (Talk about labor) Fantastic planet urchin puting work in Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions Apologies won't lore me to the communal sob story Nor would I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit jewerly temperament This whole Green Goblin webcutter butts up against Crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, Datum Charge the villagers nickles and nicotine To watch them fed to one disgruntled crack at the high noon (We sell popcorn, beer and balloons!) I got an echelon this gon be the one children bicker over And start warriors vs. baseball fury element To glitches mode of sensory development I am a star really! The big bang bastard's back With a one way ticket to Beat Street This soil is like relevent to human concept Supply demand ratios man learn it, I work past the service I work on what I love, I work the service on my burdens And I work till this here little flat line closes the curtains {*beat plays with some scracthing*}
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