Aesop Rock - 39 Thieves Lyrics




Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles
Thousands of them line the pavement
Like patient pupae waiting to become worms

The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking
The people are dead, but the monkey keeps talking, keep
[Mr. Lif:] keeps-keep-keeps talking

[Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:]
(Another dark night) Teething I'm marking a beast sheep
Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a beat
Smores over warm helvetica brown proper
For the odd God or monster, proper to teleprompter
Wild blue yonder, blue in the face, angel
Blew into the bugles in lieu of the euthanasia
Usually the shooter community chew the corpse
But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours
Day of the dead, play the ledge closely
Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey
Dope the gonzo of what we sold choked socially
Stole the golden fleece with the culture of total nobodies
Earth rised, the divide up of fighting tribes
All we do is watch 'em waddle back and forth lighting fires {Money money}
Detonator, wire cutter, pliers
Two cities and the one is broken up in tiny towns
And I won't pose, I'm in the heart of the lion's throat
For a photographic token of my primordial growth
You parade around and kill, so damn proud
Like a flatline fetish, had it's feathers fanned out
War tore the symmetry, skipped into it gingerly
Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry
Hell's bells every which way the the wind blows
So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go

[Chorus: El-P]
Another dark night, another not-all-right
Another bad ritual, more botched surgery
Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently
Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery"
Vicinity wander, claim no soul
Never let an anchor drop
Never had a home, never talk to strangers
Never trust a friend
This is the life and the life will not end

[Mr. Lif:] Money [x8]

[Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:]
Next time think
39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks...
Raise your drinks
39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks
We're not concerned with the community aloofness
Duke, we're animals, we just go where the most food is
Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless
Truth is you're equally expendable if spoon fed
{Money money}
Money is cool and I'm only human
But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded
Like the shinier the jewel the more exclusive the troop is
Bullets don't take bribes stupid, they shoot shit
(Another dark night)
Calicos tread around the rabbit hole
Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grows
Piss warmed sugar water wore the summer canteen
Plus burned rubber like "green is the new green"
Rubber necks froze, slows by the multiplex
Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates
Bougie on the right, left rep rebel force
Both say the feudal group the parking lot was never yours
Black top pebble wars
Soldiers mold it where the Jones is every grown up
Want the code again to get to grow in
No motive, it showed up in dose quotas
Hog barn burner come see if your homes hold us
Eighty-five rattle-trap parked through fancy
Which swayed with stepping out of Comanche, antsy
Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine
And paranormal hatchet and cadets to break the levees in {Money money}
Both know the totem camaraderie
Token of equality, they post it horizontally
Chronicle the loading dock, they crawl to lodge the colony
Half-massed flags, half caps stole the properly
And sleep the sleep of the just ready on the left
Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect
With the usual undesirables and the big brother cutters
On the day your name became "This Motherfucker?"

[Chorus: El-P]
Another dark night, another not-all-right
Another bad ritual, more botched surgery
Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently
Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery"
Vicinity wander, claim no soul
Never let an anchor drop
Never had a home, never talk to strangers
Never trust a friend
This is the life and the life will not end

[El-P:]
This-is-the-life [x3]
[Mr. Lif:] The people are dead, but the money keeps talking
This-is-the-life
[Mr. Lif:] Talking
This-is-the-life
[Mr. Lif:] Money money
This-is-the-life





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Aesop Rock 39 Thieves Comments
  1. ScienceofSpeed

    Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles
    Thousands of them line the pavement
    Like patient pupae waiting to become worms

    [Sample: Mr. Lif]
    The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking
    The people are dead, but the money keeps talking, keep
    Keeps-keep-keeps talking

    [Aesop Rock] + (El-P) + {Mr. Lif}
    (Another dark night) Teething I'm marking a beast sheep
    Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a "v"
    Smores over warm helvetica brown proper
    For the odd God or monster, propped to teleprompter
    Wild blue yonder, blue in the face, angel
    Blew into the bugles in lieu of the euthanasia
    Usually the shooter community chew the corpse
    But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours
    Day of the dead, play the ledge closely
    Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey
    Dope the gonzo I've always felt choked socially
    Stole the golden fleece with the culture of total nobodies
    Earth rised, divided by fighting tribes
    All we do is watch 'em waddle back and forth lighting fires
    {Money money}
    Detonator, wire cutter, pliers
    Two cities enter, one is broken up in tiny tiles
    And I wonʼt pose arm in the heart of the lionʼs throat
    For a photographic token of my primordial growth
    You parade around and kill, so damn proud
    Like a flatline fetish, had it's feathers fanned out
    War taught him symmetry, skipped into it gingerly
    Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry
    Hell's bells every which way the the wind blows
    So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go
    Hook: El-P]
    Another dark night, another not alright
    Another bad ritual, more botched surgery
    Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently
    Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery"
    Vicinity wander, claim no soul
    Never let an anchor drop
    Never had a home, never talk to strangers
    Never trust a friend
    This is the life and the life will not end

    Money (Repeat 8x) - - ] Mr. Lif

    [Aesop Rock] + (El-P) + {Mr. Lif}
    Next time think
    39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks...
    Raise your drinks
    39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks

    We're not concerned with the community aloofness
    Dude, we're animals, we just go where the most food is
    Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless
    Truth is you're equally expendable if spoon-fed
    {Money money}
    Money is cool, I'm only human
    But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded
    Like the shinier the jewel the more exclusive the troop is
    Bullets don't take bribes stupid, they shoot shit

    (Another dark night)
    Calicos tread around the rabbit hole
    Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grows
    Piss warm sugar water, what a summer canteen
    Plus burned rubber like "green is the new green"
    Rubber neck froze, slows by the multiplex
    Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates
    Bougie on the right, left rep rebel force
    Both say the feud will prove the parking lot was never yours
    Black top pebble wars
    Soldiers molded where the jonesʼs every grown-up
    Wants decoded came to grow in
    No motive, it showed up in gross quotas
    Hog barn burner come see if your homes hold us
    Eighty-five rattle-trap parked and fancy
    You could swear he was stepping out of Comanche, antsy
    Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine
    And paranormal hatchet and cadets to break the levees in
    {Money money}
    Both know the totem camaraderie
    Token of equality, they post it horizontally
    Crown the golden loading dock, they crawl to lodge the colony
    Half-mast flags, half cabs loiter properly
    And sleep the sleep of the just ready on the left
    Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect
    With the usual undesirables and the big brother cutters
    On the day your name became "This Motherfucker?"

    [Hook: El-P]

    [El-P]
    This-is-the-life (Repeat 3x)
    The people are dead, but the money keeps talking - - ] Mr. Lif
    This-is-the-life
    Talking - - ] Mr. Lif
    This-is-the-life
    Money money - - ] Mr. Lif
    This-is-the-life

    Aesop Rock feat. El-p Mr. Lif
    -39 Thieves(lyrics)

  2. Ollie TG

    Bullets don’t take bribes, stupid they shoot shit

  3. Dan Fontaine

    I'm grateful I encountered this music in my youth. And I'm sad how it's a low probability anyone on this level exists in the next generation of rap

    Way2Dylagent

    Majority speaking yes but there's gonna be something better one day because we have more words, more slang more double entendres and more fucked up policy . In fact check out John Wayne

  4. Niko Blau

    Bullets don't take bribes stupid they shoot shit

  5. Pacific Chief

    Hip hop hip hop.

  6. Adonis Warchild

    *"Good as new!"*

  7. Levi H.

    How could anyone not like this? If you don't go fucking bury yourself. This shits dope.

  8. brennan eaton

    Man i wish Blockhead, EL-Producto, Aesop and Robsonic would do a album together.

    CaligulaClone

    The guy in this song I'm guessing? WIth the murdery lyrics.

    FancyPants208

    CaligulaClone it's El-P my g. You might recognize him better as one half of Run the Jewels. Definitely a stand out solo artist on his own though

    Pacific Chief

    I think he means El P

    David Dobarganes

    El P and Ace are a dream duo. Pretty sure we owe most Rhymesayers success to El P.

    David Dobarganes

    @brennan Ace and Robb put out alot of stuff under "Hail Mary Mallon". I always thought Ace just needed a little editor over his shoulder to be perfect. His collabs are the dopest shit ever.

  9. Suicide_King

    39 thieves faster than 40 winks

  10. scribbin the scribe 1

    bullets don't take bribes stupid they shoot shit! Aes and El kill this shit!

  11. chelsea6671

    who was that for the " look who's talking" sample? it sounds very much like Mr. Lif

    Cameron Ridderikhoff

    http://genius.com/Aesop-rock-39-thieves-lyrics
    "The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking
    The people are dead, but the money keeps talking, keep
    Keeps-keep-keeps talking"
    This part is Mr. Lif

    chelsea6671

    i found out what track it was a bit after i posted this but thanks anyway. It would be from the only Lif album i didnt hear.

    RomeroFanboy

    yep aesop and lif are good freinds

  12. croutonscarf

    Lower the toast; most formal etiquette is useless

  13. dart2121

    is the other person kristoff krane?

    Matt Sims

    +dart2121 sounds like El-P to me :)

    Jack Gillespie

    It's EL-P

  14. warehamtown

    one of the best tracks I've ever heard. Aesop is too good to be mainstream

  15. Jewish Fergussion

    we're animals, we just go where the most food is.

    Chris Masamune

    Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless, truth is you're equally expendable and spoon-fed

  16. Jovon Robinson

    This song is awesome.....

    Levi H.

    Jovon Robinson yes a black man that knows hip hop and rhythm. 👍

  17. BroodLord

    I god damn love this fucking song. This will play at my funeral procession.

  18. BASEDGAMER1

    classic