Aesop Rock - Live On 89.9FM Nighttrain Lyrics

Legend has it this is when the universe was created

Aesop Rock:]
Check it, in a box marked "divinity", I trap the trinity
of honor, evolution, and serenity.
Pulled the reign into me,
Sorta? type hype oddities of style,
lost child prodigy intrigued,
fatigued by a suit and tie spy claiming post-Bonham? peacemakers
with the worlds ends calibrated in their briefcases
Case em when the sun bursts...
and the populace awaited my reply:
I spit a billion tiny, brilliant white lights into the sky.
When your last murmurs fade like colors in graff burners,
soon to be flustered and clustered in with comrade trash hurlers.
Color me a sideline observer, alerted not yet retreating
and the climate stubbornly hovered slightly above freezing.
Penny for your reasoning, Doug, which luckily I ain't as blessed to hold your attendance
so I could slide my guided tenants on the one.
That drop in the bucket boogie begun,
brick in the wall installments draw a fallen performance.
Fifth element, critical endurance
kingpin allow only the murkiest swamp bot
to slip beneath the skin, this is Aesop
recording til your TDK stops[?]
watch laboratory clone demotions dodge on natural hate crops.

With the bearers of the reptile smile
again and again, blendin' a friend with a fiend
lendin' a bended dream,
keen, cold, the straight soul drenched, temper
fuckin, back boogie, I'm a settler,
kids wanna know the Aesop Rock...
the off the top, prototype, straight Robocop.
If you're Quasimoto, and you're slomo to stop
ya rock bells, I block spells casted.
If you wanna straight flacid pass me towards... you
what? Kids wanna jet? 'Tis I, the 6 foot 4 space cadet
all up in you, kids wanna bend you back
so who's the next kid to rock upon the track?

[other rapper begins, cuts out]
[another rapper finishes, DJ]

[Aesop Rock:]
[from Wake Up Call]
Tell me is you fat cats or lab rats?
Trails tell my steppin' got em sweatin' flashbacks.
I played a part of minesweeper clunkin' sneakers
in my sunken city defunked and apparently examinin' famine.
I'ma follow the strobe while your blind spot swallows the globe.
Sink through the track and think back.
When I was a boy, I employed styles exhausted by every lost child.
At present, normally I drill pillars of normalcy.
You're all cordially invited to accompany me
in rotations at the tables to label the opposition as I choose.
Refused to evolve with the cold.
Rapidly dissolve my involvement in a solvent of soul and rolled back.
My brain tripped the beta, waits, trap for the slaughter
like livestock infected with anthrax.
When my Compaq of clan snaps to lapse was the mandatory maze,
where the bluest ribbons yield the glory days,
I reside up on the opposite circuit in glorious dazes
where glorious hazes are grey,
spun through my array of operations
slave to idiot box revelations
that wrap tightly in a practice
with my colleagues and slackers...
straight 20,000 league mappers.
And the swelling increases...
Once the mortar hit the pestle,
your whole vessel fell to pieces...
And I laughed! I laughed for me and my starving art family.
I laughed candidly, your failures ampin' me to vamp fresh.
My mic stabs white flags and drags trembling,
Devil skin-wearers through the terrors of compliance.
When the day turns night, señoritas suck the woody like termites
And wonder how they got labeled dick-hungry damsels in distress.
The all new and improved, poetically portable Aesop Rock!
Available in stores with my highly suggested parental discretion,
and 99 brilliant new dimensions, bust it...

[studio chatter]

[Aesop Rock:]
[from Shere Kahn]
Bust this, I forever wallow in glitches, grimly distributed by side effects
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches, drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
a grey so blueless it's got I fiendin for the sky.
Synthesized lies rise synthetic
Sittin' inside solidified plastics who's lateral burns germ compatible...
My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
Yellow brick stalker walking shifty...
I am but a prototype Metroid programmed to Holocaust style
while you're soakin' in the stages of denial.
Your petty soldiers stand fragile like Giacometti sculptures,
embedded in aromatic cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Plus I's the guise of rowin' a soul.
My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the poles.
Berserk!
Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and jade it.
Stripping, color my passion mitigated...

tune ID @5:10, and @5:30 ?

Anyone know what that beat in the beginning is? I think Supernatural freestyled over this beat, but that vid seems to be taken down from youtube. Also heard it a bunch of times on other tape rips i found perusing the net.

Anyone know where the beat at 1:13 is from?

it's "Rhyme Placement" by Massinfluence

The... Absolute... Master.

makin' love to the moment

mad underrated

Does anyone know the beat at 2:30?

it's "Clown Syndrome" by Massinfluence

does anyone else notice them laughing and mocking him ???

DtheBeast23 they ain't mocking him bruh, they laughing cause Aesop is mad witty.

Will Severeid i only hope so it just sounds more like snickering to me i guess

Most the laughs seemed to be reactions to punchlines.

Anyone know the beat thats at 4:10?

The good ol days of Squeeze Radio (formally the Bob and Stretch show). You can still hear Sucio Smash and Mazzi every once in a while on The Halftime Radio Show 89.1. Sad to hear this chopped up. Old shows can still be found in podcast form but probably not this far back.

This was when Stretch and Bob moved to Hot 97, right? I just started archiving the old Stretch and Bob tapes, and this is the closest i'll ever get to Aesop being on the Stretch and Bobbito show

I really couldn't tell you exactly, but my best guess is, yes. Tim C was on there and in the later days when squeeze was winding down, Tim wasn't there because he had a regular job. Mazi being on there, who also was a regular on the show in the later incarnation as a co-host, makes it questionable. I'd say this is 2000 ish. If you really want the answer look at Aesops work and see when he was spittin anything like that to get a round about year.

And remember Bob had left Hot and it was just Stretch...

Without knowing anything about this radio station or show, this video makes me really long for early 2000s radio shows. I'd kill to hear the whole of this or any other archived recordings of this.

Beat at 4:10?

Jordan Price yes

intrigued by a suit and tie spy claiming post modern peacemakers
while the worlds ends calibrate in their briefcase

Awaited my reply, spit a billion, tiny, brilliant white lights into the sky. One of my all-time favorite lines. Dope as fuck. If you guys like deep, meaningful hip hop, you should check out my song on my channel.

Was that DOOM? "I like that beat" in the background haha

For some reason this makes me giddy.

fucking Aesop KiLLed It man!!!

one of the most original styles probably in music

@phester061594452 How the fuck can you tell they didn't understand what he was saying? There were other MCs there expected to jump in on the track, and the only people you hear are the hosts and Ace. I smell a bit of elitism bro.

whats the beat @4:10 ????

this is a recording from '97

@De4dm1xR7 I don't know I think Chamillionaire has some serious talent, he just has more commercial interests, "all about his money" but I like the fact that he is a business man and not an ignorant rapper. Peep his mixtapes and rap city freestyles, believe me I thought he was retarded when I heard "Ridin Dirty" but once I looked into it he's actually really good, but I mean when compared to a someone like Aesop Rock he ain't shit, but I mean everyone already knew that. Just sayin'

the f+++ beat... 'the snare is not comin' though

Thanks for uploading this.

@De4dm1xR7 I feeeeeeel you! Texas sucks nards

maaaan i wish we had rasio stations like this
down here in texas..
aint no fuccin talent down here just killers! lol
for the true listeners nd artists word up!
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aesop has too much talent for this world