​The Opus, Aesop Rock - Take Me to The Basement lyrics

Take me to the basement
Let me count the holes in your foundation
Ancient ridicule system alert
Kissing my lurk
The perch of rare grimace on iron mask
I remember science class
If chemistry could silence the lions
Laugh I'd be fine (I fail to) Meddlin' up
Adrenaline trades the leaves that
Walk the plank
Before the crimson struck a match this season
Meridian carpal will jolt your logic
When the burn earned it's self
Normalcy for 20 plus
Run amok or sink swim's not an option
She applied the lipstick slow
Slow enough for me to bask in
Fast enough for me to wish it lasted
Past my alarms cackling
The front line of it's mystiques
Geeked off my proposals


Bargains for the ogres who
Prefer the roller coasters
(I prefer the roller coasters)
Well that'll sip the blood of merry men
That'll grace holiday carols where
The 'merry' ends spiral past the auto craft
Exhale into vinyl raft
And pirate your local rain puddle torturous
Try to shake pilot fish off your dorsal fins
Lets dive through the archives
Xanax on frantic planet
Stamp it with a notable brand
To reap the profit see I don't know hell but
I've read about it often
Sounds like a dope concept gone wrong
(Note to caution)

Take me to the basement
Lets zoom into that war pig sensation
Take me to the basement
Lets disassemble the core's rotation
Sayin', if you choose to build it you'll
Die by the tools you build with
So make some noise for all
Your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age
Take me to the basement
Lets deny the nervous room to pace in
Take me to the basement
Lets review the hearts ramifications
Sayin', if you choose to build it you'll
Die by the tools you build with
So make some noise for all
Your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age

Take me to the basement
Lets remove the costume you escaped in
Hold up your legacies
I'll tell you which one's my favorite
Hold up your alacritive innocence
I'll teach you about the perks
Of patience in seminar format (What?)
I've worn that hat for seven years
That's why it's discolored, ragged and shitty
I ain't about to toss it when it's been
Through all these dream wars with me
I'm an undercover prophet, thrift shop garb
I'd rather starve then sit inside
This gridlock until it parts
This tailor made routinē ain't suitin' me
It's tight around my neck
Like 13 loops, rafter, an apple box
Heartless harvest of mine
I'm tired of pissin' benediction
Maybe it ain't healthy
But sometimes I'd rather burn then
Let you help me
It's getting brisk, brick as fuck
My skin ain't thick enough
These icicles ain't civil
How many freezer burn victims can
One society on tilt manufacture
Prior to higher being intervening just
To release last laughter
And every tree trunk's made of
Third rails with tourniquet branches
And I learned to walk with an
Anchor in my back pocket and man
I read palms during even
The most brief handshakes
And man I ain't alive to pull
The weeds around the spotlit
Well I'm wallowin'
Followin' my little lost princess
To the promised land
Hollerin' my potent slogan, hell
If Nostradamus can
Conquering these open roads with
Throttle pin to floor
Cause I'mma win right after
I finish these chores

Take me to the basement
Lets zoom into that war pig sensation
Take me to the basement
Lets disassemble the core's rotation
Sayin', if you choose to build it
You'll die by the tools you build with
So make some noise for all
Your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age
Take me to the basement
Lets deny the nervous rooms of pacin'
Take me to the basement
Lets review the heart's ramifications
I'm sayin'
If you choose to build or you'll die
By the tools you build with
So make some noise for all
Your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age

Take me to the basement

"I think the greatest harm done the human
Race has been done by the poets"

"Well, poets are dull boys, most of them
But not a lot are especially fiendish"

"They keep filling people's heads
With delusions aboutlove"