Aesop Rock - Fumes Lyrics




[Intro:]
"You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."

[Bridge:]
Stay awake little misfit
Her lips wet a very particular mischief
Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
Or settle for a warm, burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

[Verse 1:]
Hey, tequila to free the worm
Had his liver scuba suit up on the Sabbath
His personal pill rabbit
At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped
For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at six
Silly, predictability is a bitch
Fully patterned, had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board
She said, "This is less of a fixer-upper than my last bar."
"Funny, you're less of a fixer-upper than my last whore."
Crass is Similac to the milky with of today's youths
Both chuckle out
Next couple on the house
Next couple on the couch
Swapping social coma rants
Phobias and soldier doubts, jokes and corporate mogul bans
Motor-mouths
The key to open his closure:
Pussy plus yay; she hid in a broken toaster
And later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly
Tooth, nail beauty through the skin deep

[Chorus:]
An object at rest tends to remain at rest
And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
And in the same direction
Down... down... down...

[Verse 2:]
Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist
If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff
And cigarettes, and pills on a speaker
Silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians
Between tweaks, he sweeps at home depot and reads
Mostly biblical, but not 'cause he believed
But found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly
Feverishly sponged up the information high
Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck
She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back
Plus, the depressing sum of the two combined pay checks
Stung less when little Debbie D-cup put her legs back
Drunk, put her on the business-end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians
Sunk into the comforts of a kid again
Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him
This is where the vision of a shiny, happy Christmas end
Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him
The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates
Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion
But he was just a stupid simian that her live with him

[Chorus:]
An object at rest tends to remain at rest
And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
And in the same direction
Down... down... down...

[Verse 3:]
Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies
In the valley of the irritable Aggie
Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat
By the hazardous materials was seriously gasping
Here he is in action trying to patch up the attraction
Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion
Penned a couple chapters 'bout a sassy pair of magnets
With a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage
Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language
Was fashioned around the aspirin in his cabinets
Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact
This is an exact imitation of how she react:
"You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."
Man she knows five chores, more coke, and all fours
Said, "Leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door."
Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum
Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room
In under two minutes, he fuming with a flipped lid, stormed into the crib
And found her body on the tiles like, "No she didn't!", yes she did

[Bridge:]
Stay awake little misfit
Her lips wet a very particular mischief
Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

[Chorus:]
An object at rest tends to remain at rest
And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
With the same speed... slow down
And in the same direction
Down... down... down...





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Aesop Rock Fumes Comments
  1. vaylonmagicxi

    You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
    You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."

    [Bridge:]
    Stay awake little misfit
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief
    Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
    Or settle for a warm, burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

    [Verse 1:]
    Hey, tequila to free the worm
    Had his liver scuba suit up on the Sabbath
    His personal pill rabbit
    At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped
    For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at six
    Silly, predictability is a bitch
    Fully patterned, had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board
    She said, "This is less of a fixer-upper than my last bar."
    "Funny, you're less of a fixer-upper than my last whore."
    Crass is Similac to the milky with of today's youths
    Both chuckle out
    Next couple on the house
    Next couple on the couch
    Swapping social coma rants
    Phobias and soldier doubts, jokes and corporate mogul bans
    Motor-mouths
    The key to open his closure:
    Pussy plus yay; she hid in a broken toaster
    And later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly
    Tooth, nail beauty through the skin deep

    [Chorus:]
    An object at rest tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    And in the same direction
    Down... down... down...

    [Verse 2:]
    Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist
    If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff
    And cigarettes, and pills on a speaker
    Silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians
    Between tweaks, he sweeps at home depot and reads
    Mostly biblical, but not 'cause he believed
    But found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly
    Feverishly sponged up the information high
    Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck
    She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back
    Plus, the depressing sum of the two combined pay checks
    Stung less when little Debbie D-cup put her legs back
    Drunk, put her on the business-end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians
    Sunk into the comforts of a kid again
    Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him
    This is where the vision of a shiny, happy Christmas end
    Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him
    The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates
    Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion
    But he was just a stupid simian that her live with him

    [Chorus:]
    An object at rest tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    And in the same direction
    Down... down... down...

    [Verse 3:]
    Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies
    In the valley of the irritable Aggie
    Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat
    By the hazardous materials was seriously gasping
    Here he is in action trying to patch up the attraction
    Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion
    Penned a couple chapters 'bout a sassy pair of magnets
    With a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage
    Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language
    Was fashioned around the aspirin in his cabinets
    Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact
    This is an exact imitation of how she react:
    "You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
    You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."
    Man she knows five chores, more coke, and all fours
    Said, "Leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door."
    Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum
    Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room
    In under two minutes, he fuming with a flipped lid, stormed into the crib
    And found her body on the tiles like, "No she didn't!", yes she did

    [Bridge:]
    Stay awake little misfit
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief
    Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
    Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

    [Chorus:]
    An object at rest tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    With the same speed... slow down
    And in the same direction
    Down... down... down...

  2. Justin Drentlaw

    Definitely one of my all time favorite Aesop Rock tracks. He kills it on this song.

  3. zen sunraw

    An object at rest stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted upon by an unbalanced force

  4. Brian Hughes

    You ain't shit man
    Your story's a joke
    You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope

    Stay awake little misfit,
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief,
    Sis' wiggle an index if your limbs let,
    Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead,

    Hey,
    Tequila to free the worm,
    Had his liver scuba suit up on the sabbath. his personal pale rabbit,
    At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped,
    For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at 6,
    Silly, predictability is a bitch,
    Fully, pattern had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board,
    She said "this is less of a 'fixer-upper' than my last bar".
    Funny, you're less of a 'fixer-upper' than my last whore.
    Crass is similak to the milky wit of todays youths, both chuckle out.
    Next couple on the house,
    Next couple on the couch, swapping social coma rants,
    Phobias and soldier doubts,
    Jokes and corporate mogul bans,
    Motor-mouths,
    The key to open his closure:
    Pussy plus yay she hid is a broken toaster, and later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly,
    Tooth/nail beauty through the skin deep.

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (slow down)

    Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist,
    If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff,
    And cigarettes and pills on the speaker silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians,
    Between tweaks he sweeps at home depot and reads,
    Mostly biblical but not cuz he believed, but found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly,
    Feverishly sponged up the information high,
    Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck,
    She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back,
    Plus the depressing sum of the 2 combined pay checks,
    Stung less when little Debbie d-cup put her legs back,
    Drunk, put her on the business end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians,
    Sunk into the comforts of a kid again,
    Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him,
    This is where the vision of a shiny happy Christmas end,
    Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him,
    The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates,
    Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion,
    But he was just a stupid simian that let her live with him

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (slow down)

    Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies
    In the valley of the irritable Aggie,
    Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat by the hazardous material was seriously gasping,
    Here he is in action
    Trying to patch up the attraction,
    Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion,
    Penned a couple chapters about a sassy pair of magnets with a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage,
    Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language was fashioned around the aspirin his cabinets,
    Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact,
    This is an exact imitation of how she react:
    "you ain't shit man, your story's a joke,
    You should package it with a last smoke and 6 feet of rope",
    And she know 5 chores, more coke and all fours,
    Said "leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door".
    Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum,
    Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room in under 2 minutes,
    He fuming with a flipped lid,
    Storm into the crib
    And found her body on the tiles,
    Like no she didn't.
    Yes she did.

    Stay awake little misfit
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief
    Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
    Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (down) (about eight million similar ??)

  5. Genevieve Bleú

    You ain't shit man
    Your story's a joke
    You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope

    Stay awake little misfit,
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief,
    Sis' wiggle an index if your limbs let,
    Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead,

    Hey,
    Tequila to free the worm,
    Had his liver scuba suit up on the sabbath. his personal pale rabbit,
    At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped,
    For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at 6,
    Silly, predictability is a bitch,
    Fully, pattern had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board,
    She said "this is less of a 'fixer-upper' than my last bar".
    Funny, you're less of a 'fixer-upper' than my last whore.
    Crass is similak to the milky wit of todays youths, both chuckle out.
    Next couple on the house,
    Next couple on the couch, swapping social coma rants,
    Phobias and soldier doubts,
    Jokes and corporate mogul bans,
    Motor-mouths,
    The key to open his closure:
    Pussy plus yay she hid is a broken toaster, and later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly,
    Tooth/nail beauty through the skin deep.

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (slow down)

    Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist,
    If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff,
    And cigarettes and pills on the speaker silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians,
    Between tweaks he sweeps at home depot and reads,
    Mostly biblical but not cuz he believed, but found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly,
    Feverishly sponged up the information high,
    Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck,
    She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back,
    Plus the depressing sum of the 2 combined pay checks,
    Stung less when little Debbie d-cup put her legs back,
    Drunk, put her on the business end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians,
    Sunk into the comforts of a kid again,
    Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him,
    This is where the vision of a shiny happy Christmas end,
    Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him,
    The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates,
    Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion,
    But he was just a stupid simian that let her live with him

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (slow down)

    Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies
    In the valley of the irritable Aggie,
    Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat by the hazardous materials was seriously gasping,
    Here he is in action
    Trying to patch up the attraction,
    Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion,
    Penned a couple chapters about a sassy pair of magnets with a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage,
    Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language was fashioned around the aspirin his cabinets,
    Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact,
    This is an exact imitation of how she react:
    "you ain't shit man, your story's a joke,
    You should package it with a last smoke and 6 feet of rope",
    And she know 5 chores, more coke and all fours,
    Said "leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door".
    Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum,
    Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room in under 2 minutes,
    He fuming with a flipped lid,
    Storm into the crib
    And found her body on the tiles,
    Like no she didn't.
    Yes she did.

    Stay awake little misfit
    Her lips wet a very particular mischief
    Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
    Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

    An object at rest, tends to remain at rest
    And an object in motion, tends to remain in motion
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    With the same speed
    (slow down)
    And in the same direction
    (down) (about eight million similar ??)

  6. illosinob

    he was just the stupid simian that let her live with him...so fucking relatable to being in love for the first time with someone out of your league and thinking you're on the same page and the other person is so far from being on that page

  7. AuthorityCat

    Anyone know the source of the physics lecture? Just wanted to know.

  8. Kelly Kaos

    I love Aesop much...I love this flipping song, he's so underrated. I have "NONE SHALL PASS" tattooed across my back, one of my favorite tattoos I have, people are always surprised when I say it's rap lyrics.

    lowlowseesee

    this song still goes hard. timeless artist this guy

  9. RToCastro

    Does anyone else hear DTS - "Nathaniel" ?

  10. Adam Edward

    "she only knows five chores more coke and all fours", that sounds like someone I know.

  11. Alex S

    I just love the phrase "swapping social coma rants"

  12. Jarrod Cole

    Dat opening second verse run-on sentence tho...

    lowlowseesee

    right? this track is insane

  13. Aly Marie

    feel old when I realize the music I listen to is quite old lol oh well good music never goes out of style! ❤✌🦄

    Jon .G

    10 years is old, now i really feel old

    lowlowseesee

    ten years old and still 70 years ahead of most emcees in any sub genre of hip hop

    Alien Pumpkinhead

    Aly Marie This isn’t thaaat old.

    Mike Webb

    Timeless music

  14. kev K-E-V

    This guy is sick! Check him out

  15. Arekusu Nintendor

    this shits damn near a decade old...shit...

  16. Tshungkah Media

    Does anyone know where this "An object in motion (...)" vocalsample is from?

    b0xcutt3r

    a science video explaining inertia.

    Tshungkah Media

    +b0xcutt3r I Know...
    But I wanted to know the exact source.

    Gourdon Sussex

    If you still need the source, it's The Ballad of Sir Isaac Newton: https://youtu.be/VC2T1ic1V1M?t=29

  17. Cory Castleman

    two people ain't shit man

  18. Sr.Pepinillo

    is this intrumental from other song or something? , its too familiar for me

    Tyler Dreary

    +Sr.Pepinillo nope this the instrumental to fumes

    Sr.Pepinillo

    yeah but i mean, from a song of a different artist, or it was made for this song? Cos that guitar it was makes it familiar to me

    Tyler Dreary

    +Sr.Pepinillo its very probable he sampled it

    Michael Z

    A google search told me he sampled the song "Into The Memory" by Sensation's Fix. Late response to ya, but I hope it helps.

    ZR 86

    Aesop tends to repeat certain lines in different songs. I heard him say "package it with the last smoke and 6 feet of rope" in another song. He says it in that song he did with Evil Nine "Crooked" too. Maybe repeated lines make it sound familiar.

  19. George Sturges

    right after 3:01 ... that whole verse; such alliteration 

    Pharaoh on LFS

    Came here to say this. Strung the entire verse with the same rhyme basically. I could listen to that verse all day. He just kept goin haha