Aesop Rock - The Tugboat Complex, Part 3 lyrics

I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep
I could walk with a limp and
Make your step feel incomplete
People are made of match sticks
Light this bread a flames
Note at the craft work door the last
Smirk of the the Damien mainframe
My box cost siphon third rail
Juice from lost poets
Inhabit ocean bottoms with a
Bitter rotten scapegoat pardons
(note to self)
Don't bargain at martyr parliament rallies
Where participants squeeze your last giggle
Then whittle sacrificial finalies
I can tie my boot laces alone
Save your knee deep offerings
Sorta bring puke coughing bunk
Persona to light (I might)
Build malignant railroads, find you
And lay tracks adjacent


Just to scream "fuck off" as the
Engine pulls out the station
What should we do with
A thousand drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their family address
Release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam
Your son or daughter's embarrassed human kind
Consuming booze and gut fuel
Till they cruised across the line)

I spin gold, your raps are dirty lapsed
Towards the nursery class act
Impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been more subtle
When polluting paradise gene puddle)
Yeah huddles make us look like cool peeps
And I'm trying to school sheep
Towards the right idea
This basic divine subsidiary bust
Center syllable logic, fold origami
Plantation shut this picket fence
Hang on to your dreams kitten
You'll probably never hear this song
Let alone sip the mission
Long enough to listen

(I can smoke cigarettes down to filter
Smoke the filter down to space
Now I'm gonna roll this question tight and
Smoke that shit up in your face
Now if you were to alter masks
Every time fame circus approaches
Do you really think your
Maker wouldn't notice?)

Okay, I've died a thousand
And I'll die a thousand more
I leave footprints in fours, two for bipeds
Two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed
By drudgery brothers and sisters
Mothering stickler cabin and madden shit
I'll fix the wing for a penny and a parabole
Yeah but this friendship
Sunk with a barrel full of taros pull
Snake eyes harbor bad shiners
Then wonder why the culprit's sitting
At the their rainbows ending
Want's garbage bag liners
With out the apple seed it's useless
(I sat for greed)
Patched for boredom crafts a
Castle out of toothpicks (I sat to breath)
I breath to hard nearly
Metamorph castle loose pins
Now I stand to breath as
Not to disturb the plumage
And I know that's not a story
It no longer turns my stomach
Hollering wolves in the form
Of one frustrated culprit
But a love tap full of washed up
Stardom melted trying to milk it
Win a ticket to ride white lines
Highway sideways melt it smelt it
One love to the rungs in my ladder
One love to the gathering of
Laughter bats that hung from my rafters
See the jackal met the badger
They were both such fucking bad asses
That clashing wouldn't make sense
(hence my tape deck)
Now I ain't gonna name name's
And I ain't gonna drag others in
But I ain't about to say that I'm
The only cat you got bubbling you're lucky
Somehow you managed to befriend
Some good people
Who will sit and soak the evils you secrete
But why? I'm not really sure

(knock the fuck off
Kicking his lip across the floor
'til the archival vinyl venom soak velour
Anti-clarity mechanism spit flattery burners
Fusing a million majesty murders
Then stole the crown)

Oh wait that's right
You discovered me right?
Offered up the peace pipe, and oh
It's all cotton candy when Aesop
Rock the B light
He's actin foolish left in the
Middle of laying bricks
(oh we weren't building nothing but a great
Wall around these stones and sticks)
Oh and for the record I've been rhyming since
Me and Andre thought we could freestyle
Built foundation out of passion
And brothers dusty taskings
Studied dope rappers, vocab expansion
Poems and syllable placement
Your just mad cuz somewhere in
There you came and went
(I ain't the type to dwell)
Dismissed it as casually
Non-compatible and bounced
Obtained status where I
Could straight objectively
Critique your after projects like
(damn that sounds fresh) or (damn
That shit is garbage, what happened?
I mean I'm not even laughing)
Yeah, but the barriers were broken
(you choked)
You made comments to the wrong Vulvan who out
Of respect and honor leaked your program
Now like were both trying to sit and
Breath another dawn so my advice
To you is when I say just "move on"