Aesop Rock - Bracket Basher Lyrics
I bash the bracket open and breachThe priority's bleached since that '76 umbilical severedMajority's cordially aboard the pinnacle bendersI got west nile virus on my TV in the BronxI got two hollow pockets and a sleepy hollow mosh pitTryin to blow the spot with wet matches and bottle rocketsWhile cop walkie talkies walk outside my apartment obnoxiousTonight's special consists of stale fiber from shitty dinersLook mom! I learned to tie my shoes! Hey can I borrow twenty bucks?Peel back the prickly cocoon a Poloroid turbulent land unit birthStudent first pedagogue only from brazen actionWind blown mariner east river shark carry lunge carry funk ends on caliberWatch war face painted junkies dance blissfully around a bonfire andsacrifice life's sanity Pay a nickel for nose-bleed seats in a peanut galleryGallop with a Pegasus, malice with no benefits, balance with some sense of bliss in the foulest degenerates, my New Year's revolution's gon' be to stop burning bridgesI'm just 'gon bend 'em toward the couple cats that's worth the visitsUm, it's like that, and that's the way Aes stinks, and umPlans are like clipper ships, if they got holes they sinkAnd if the skipper slips the crew shits bricks, wither, and hits the brinkThat's why I take the poison spitter sips and smile big when I drinkYou never knew mayhem walked with Nikes talked like a trucker hawk the filibuster Gerber baby lucid Colonel MustardsNo time to hold my breath, I'm only here to rap, eat, sleep, grow old, and smoke stoges through the hole in my neck.New millenium, mad cows and Pentium, process the hostage, lock him in the petting binShowing pictures of his wife and kids, then wash the brainProbably the same mother*****ers that buffed the train[x2]OK OK OK OK OK OKMust not sleepMust bash the bracketPay The Rent, Pay The DebtMust slash the fabricCatch the jackrabbitPay The Rent, Pay The DebtSleepRoll into the city with one half of the cannibals.New joint bumpin out the whip speakersMade the escape for a night of makin tapes now it's back to the *****roaches and preachersSomewhere a prom queen's givin birth in a bathroom stallHolding a prime directive not to get blood on her mother's ballgownI'm son of a stubborn old one track jackal princeTrucking with prime directive just to get the goods and never fall down [Raw bomber]Ate the city spit the bricks ate the boxcar spit the burnersAte the planet spit the murderFunny farm rampage from writing rap for milk money built uglybut a couple side effects to make'em love meMy cipher demeanor left Jesus rubbin genie bottlesTil the following morning Colombo found a crown of thorns in urine puddlesYou're in troubleI'm not trying to save the world I'd rather watch it die slowSo I could spit my grand I-told-you-soAre we having fun yet?Yup. Step to the carniesTry to win a teddy bear to impress your favorite BarbieShe almost sucked you off at the company Christmas partyBut she won't accept the bear 'til Aesop signs it with a sharpieMy ex-girl bounced without payin' the cable billI check myself in television rehabWithdrawal symptoms may include shivering, fevers, drooling and chronic masturbationNow I pray to the gods of pornography and PlaystationNow I lay me down to sleepI pray the lord my soul to keepAnd if I should die before I wakeGive my ASR to El and bury me with my mistakes[x2]OK OK OK OK OK OKMust not sleepMust bash the bracketPay The Rent, Pay The DebtMust slash the fabricCatch the jackrabbitPay The Rent, Pay The DebtSleepBonus RoundThis is the hot tin roof stepperHold it down with centipede foundationMr. Greed who burns rugged obstruction in buncheslike little Jackie paper puffs the magic dragon and dutchesWe don't need another hero hommie gallop off on your my little one trick ponyHolly Hobbie Polly Pocket pretty future destinyIf the slipper fits fire up Cinderella propeller and curtsie for the munchkins right beforeAesop Rock smashed the pumpkinIron on gusto rustolium bloodstream what's better?When the wrist slit it leaks out only the bloodiest bubble lettersComplete with outlines, fill-ins, dates, shading and shout out columnsfor vagrant colonies to follow in redeeming bottlesYou're a little tea pot tryin to eavesdrop on the mammoth routepeekin' out from around the rose bush like...here is my handle...here is my spoutGodzilla junkie used to be in love, now out for giga*****Sorry to offend but sometimes life bends in the middleSo now you have a fulcrum where there used to be a pillarand now I got a pulse that bumps less than a cocaine bingerand now I got no 9 to 5 and still labor days flickerand now I got a 9mm Q-tip with an itchy trigger fingerSee, I really don't feel your persona distortion ordered by martyrs who martyr self for martyr's sakeWow fame...If notoriety grew adjacent a jealous dick-riding sentiments I'd give you a pound like "Greetings Mr. President."Now go do your homeworkOrder the sequence
