Aesop Rock - Save Yourself lyrics

"Chill with that ill behavior!"
"Chill with that ill, ill behavior!"

Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mix
Kill the populace for stability
Jeopardy's a stickler
It's bob and weave amalgam played
The falcon to your fixture
I branch out, arms flailing backwards
Whaling upon a tidy sound circuit
Slightly foul Gershwin
With a bed of nails and drum lust
Plus disgusting service
Working in shifts opposite the
Asbestos brain furnace
I be the now observatory: eye, ear
Antenna feeler spitting like a dragon with
A similar demeanor stood innocent bystand
Witness the die hard fans turn Rip Van
In the poppy fields of
NY's orchestrated brick gauntlet
Now I'm thinking, "Who am
I?" Jabberwocky Superfly, bent left
Pushing war without the ten step cushion
And what? (What?)
I plan to hold this B-positive
Sacred in these golden veins
Until the day I die from grimace overload
It's shock (It's shock)
Treatment offered by the weekend
Dystopia getaway, let's display the sequence
It goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning
My guardian angel harpless
And the rest to sweep the
Mess under the carpet (Under the carpet)
I drag a yellow taxi meter
Behind every measure and charge cats
For labeling me shepherd
"That'll be 650 plus tip, darling
I take cash, credit, check, money-order
Gold and cigarette cartons"
Got caught up in the universe trying
To zoom in on stardom
Forgot the passion plus the hatred
Both were based in Carbon
Next time you wanna be a hero
Try saving something other than Hip-Hop
And maybe Hip-Hop'll save you
From the pit-stop kill 'em all, yield
(Naw, man, it wasn't me
It was Holden Caulfield, brother
I just read and pulled the trigger) oh God
Well leave me to tiptoe past the pearly gates
Capture the halo, jet back to base, step
Fast to chase the bad taste of
Jet lag and waste slackers
There ain't nothing broken, where you at?
The pistons pump perfect, where you at?
The bass tone is Merlin, where you at?
The services of urgent working surgeons
Purging formulas looking for an
Improper cause is whack

What are you saving, honestly?
(Honestly, honestly)
What are you saving, honestly?
(Honestly, no honestly)
What are you saving, honestly? (Damn)
Promise me you gon' shut the
Fuck up and recognize
What you holdin ain't really broken

I don't flick needles like my sick friend
I don't march like Beetle Bailey
Through a quick trend
I don't frequent church's steeples
On my weekend and I don't comment if you
Formulate a weak Zen
All I ever really wanted was a getaway
I'mma take a chance by letting a rook
Slide forward out of my hands
I cannot agree to follow a
Leader along a borderline
Of war without a reason for the "ready, aim
Score"
Bring out your dead, we can put 'em in a pile
And burn 'em with the novels
For the kiddies to admire
Kill the ones that speak from
A different life brew?
I'd rather kill the noisemaker
That separated the two

Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze
Bottle rocket cockpit
Live by the icy cold hand
Of bad intention youth blender
Oh, yeah, I'll let God warm the bench for now
But I'll ascend to spin y'all dizzy
(And for the record I'm bringing
My TV with me)
It goes: let the commoners speak publicly
Then disperse eye jammies for cats
That swear by third pupil
But can't see past the loophole
Motherfucker, my word is born
Like Siamese triplets
With doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise
(Let 'em grow leisurely) hey Mom
I'mma fix whatever I broke along this path
Once my spiel's perfected
I'mma save you a seat in the front row
Of Aesop Rock's twelve steps to
Shut the fuck up seminar
And when all these bickering crowds turn
Silent you gon' be proud
I tack hacks to the (backboard)
Honesty's a (patchcord)
Fury's far from (obsolete)
Serenity's a (crack whore)
Raw caricature of mayhem standard
Branded by the labor
With a thousand reasons to end this
For every one of you saviors
Saw the brightest burst ironically
Wandering the vacant stage
Gave it a pound for burning
Where bunk ratio's engaged
Keep me posted as to when
You grasp something mature to
Sit and sulk about mister
And I'll consider picking up your record

What are you saving, honestly?
(Honestly, honestly)
What are you saving, honestly?
(Honestly, no honestly)
What are you saving, honestly? (Damn)
Promise me you gon' shut the
Fuck up and recognize
What you holdin ain't really broken

The Orphanage, they ain't got nothin' to save
The Overground
Man they ain't got nothin' to save
Def Jux, they ain't got nothin' to save
The Atoms Family
They ain't got nothin' to save
Weightless, they ain't got nothin' to save
Stronghold, man
They ain't got nothin' to save
Rhymesayers, baby
They ain't got nothin' to save
Aesop Rock, I ain't got nothin' to save
It's like that