Текст песни Aesop Rock - 9-5ers Anthem, слова песни Aesop Rock

Текст песни Aesop Rock - 9-5ers Anthem

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[Aesop Rock]Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breedVia the study of post-adolesent agitated seedsHalf the patients wasted self pride at CommencementSo I focus on the urban Oxygen samples, the hot that made it breatheThey sold Pompeii impression, waste infectionsAnd twelve steps to lessonCretins swiftly tippy toe on hard to swallow, barter conceptsThe give-it get-it, never let it self pass the word, eyeing stubbornessMartyrs talks money causes in a harvesting SpartacusAnd someone, I`ve thrown long Hail Mary bombsToward cookie-cutter Mother Natures bedazzled synthetic fabricsLife treats the peasants like They tried to fuck his woman while he slept insideWell they`re merely chasing perfectionist emblemsWhen the clock strikes nineI`ll be waking with the best of routine caffiene team players For the cycle of itUnder a dusted angel heartstring Big Brother is watchingMy odometer like buzzard to fallen elk, talking stealthWe got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase partsWe on some door-to-door nowOrder ten dollars or more, we`ll shove it down your throat for freeI`ll sacrifice my inborn tendenciesFor copper pennies for one commanding "Gimme that"So we can retain baby fatMake the biter snake bedlamHolocaust freak, heckle shiesty brain headroom shaped planetMake a move, pause, make a move break cannonBent barrel one eight zero, you`ll turn, squeeze, endingIt`s on like it`s never beenIt`s bleeding wellIt`s bigger than a breadboxIt can roast my leaky financeI`ll take my seat atop the Brooklyn BridgeWith a Coke and a bag of chipsTo watch a thousand lemmings plummet just becauseThe first one slippedSometimes I laugh at victory, kissing these little question marksI tend to underestimate my averageJust another bastard savageSomeday you`ll all eat out of my cold handCuz every dog has its dayAt which point, I`ll pull it awayNow we the American working populationHate the fact that eight hours a dayIs wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn`t usAnd we may not hate our jobsBut we hate jobs in general That don`t have to do with fighting our own causesWe the American working populationHate the nine-to-five day-in day-outWhen we`d rather be supporting ourselvesBy being paid to perfect the pasttimes That we have harbored based solely on the factThat it makes us smile if it sounds dope[Aesop Rock]It`s the year of the silkwormEverything I built burned yesterdayLet`s display the purpose that these stilts serveElevate the spreading of the silk germTrying to weave a web but all that I believe in is deadNah brother, it`s the year of the jackalSaddle up on high horseMy torch forced Polaris embarrassedShackle up the hassle by the dooming legend marriage I bought some new sneakersI just hope my legacy matchesIt`s the year of the landsharkDry as sand, parched, damn get these men some waterThey`re out there being slaughteredIn meaningless wars so you don`t have to botherAnd can sit and soak the idiotbox trying to fuck their daughtersMan it`s the year of the OrphanSeated adjacent to the firefly circling the torches on your porchesTrying to guard the fortress of a king they`ve never seen or metBut all are trained to murder at the first sign of a threatMaybe it`s the year of the waterbugCockroach utter thug specimenYour response, dreaming of your next of kinI`m still dealing with this mess I`m in I`ve been the object of your ridiculeYou`ve been a bitch lieutenantGod it`s the year of the underpaid employeeSpitting forty plus a week And trying to rape earth on my off timeYou bought dizzy, I can`t keep myself busy enoughSo you can run run runAnd I`ma let you think you wonEVERYBODY!We the American working populationHate the fact that eight hours a dayIs wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn`t usAnd we may not hate our jobsBut we hate jobs in general That don`t have to do with fighting our own causesWe the American working populationHate the nine to five day-in day-outBut we`d rather be supporting ourselvesBy being paid to perfect the pasttimesThat we have harbored based solely on the factThat it makes us smile if it sounds dope[Aesop Rock]Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchenPour myself a cup of ambition andYawn and stretch and my life is a mess andIf I never make it home today, God blessFumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchenPour myself a cup of ambition andYawn and stretch and my life is a mess andIf I never make it home today, God bless

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