Aesop Rock - Molecules Lyrics




(That's impossible)

(Come on)

Spoilers
The non bon-voyage stock weaponry and soylents
And whatever stop the voices
Colossal paranoias out to author an abrasive lore
About how war paint won't assure you ain't a painted whore, baby
No ground wires, all jaw froth
Mouth-breathing outliers climb out of mothballs
Wrung stones unsung and alone
Known to run up in the unknown "honey I'm home"
I push a bucket of bolts, assorted death in his wake
I take the hand off the thief, I take the head off a snake
Approach a pen like revolution's just a sentence away
Til then he's documenting cops and watching Heaven decay
It's not a gentleman's game it's a generation braced accordingly
Who know the differences between the cozy and the quarantine
Yes y'all the crestfallen careworn
Air horn, air horn, air horn, air horn

These awful winds
Those grinding gears
This pile o' bones
That's why I'm here
Wild frontier
(Come on)

These violent drums
Those primal fears
This pool of mud
That's why I'm here
W-w-w-w-wild frontier

That's impossible, body's still warm
Scavengers already obsessively knocking on his molecules
I'm catatonic, fat, and outta rocket fuel and ramen
Not a dollar, watching Rocky II in Donatello boxers
At some hot as hell motel in what's supposed to be his Shangri-La
More akin of angry mobs with anchor tats and mangy dogs in vacant lots
Traded any semblance of consistency to play the odds
Not even a baby doll to change his gauze
Not even a hide-away to hide up in
A side effect of sliding environment to environment
Driving isn't simply when the tires spin, try again
Departures and arrivals aren't only time in mileage
Try again again a raider break off from the phalanx
And never look back never cook crack K thanks bye
New York in the rear view then peel...
Out, til he found New York in the windshield

These cursed dogs
Those flying spears
This rancid food
That's why I'm here
Wild frontier
(Come on)

These fleeting hopes
Those vital prayers
This bag of cash
That's why I'm here
W-w-w-w-wild frontier

This was never an effective way to rally insurgents
Or really even the occupation of a rational person
When you write about seclusion and some buyers finally tune in
You get frightened finding happiness can drive away the movement
In a jiffy, just eat your food and keep the future iffy
That fruition's for the viewers who need a loser to pity
Plus an underlying message of a greater disconnection
God forbid he try to live or gain momentum
Mend or pay his penance
You'd rather see him eat a bowl of mouse traps
Surf a thousand couches
Take a jagged little down the hatch
Chowder heads
I know you love the way the failure flounder
Maybe I could be your daily downer
If his brain left his body and was headed for the door
Would you take it in and help it find its way into a jar?
No? fuck it, let him hop around a maze
We can see who's really lost when the schadenfreude fades

These churning seas
Those quiet sneers
This box of parts
That's why I'm here
Wild frontier
(Come on)

These creepy friends
Those dicey dares
This perfect dark
That's why I'm here
W-w-w-w wild frontier





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Aesop Rock Molecules Comments
  1. redhotchilifan98

    One of the most underrated artists ever

  2. nanotek812

    (That's impossible
    Come on
    Spoilers
    The non bon-voyage stock weaponry and soylents
    And whatever stopped the voices
    Colossal paranoia's out to author an abrasive law
    About how warpaint won't assure you ain't a painted whore, baby
    No ground wires, all jaw froth
    Mouth breathing outliers climb outta mothballs
    Wrung stones unsung and alone
    Known to run up in the unknown "Honey I'm home!"
    I push a bucket of bolts, a sort of death in his wake
    I take the hand off the thief, I take the head off a snake
    Approach a pen like revolution's just a sentence away
    Til then he's documenting cops and watching heaven decay
    It's not a gentleman's game it's a generation raised accordingly
    You'll know the differences between the cozy and the quarantine
    Yes y'all the crest fallen care warn
    Ear horn, heir whorin', heir whorin', air horn
    These awful winds
    Those grinding gears
    This pile o' bones
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)
    These violent drums
    Those primal fears
    This pool of mud
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w-wild frontier
    That's impossible, body's still warm
    Scavengers already obsessively knocking on his molecules
    I'm catatonic fat and outta rocket fuel and ramen
    Not a dollar watching Rocky II in Donatello boxers
    At some hot as hell motel in what's supposed to be his Shangri La
    More akin of angry mobs with anchor tats and mangy dogs in vacant lots
    Traded any semblance of consistency to play the odds
    Not even a baby doll to change his gauze
    Not even a hide-away to hide up in
    A side effect of sliding environment to environment
    Driving isn't simply when the tires spin, try again
    Departures and arrivals aren't only time in mileage
    Try again again a raider break off from the phalanx
    And never look back never cook crack K thanks bye
    New York in the rear view then peel...
    Out, til he found New York in the windshield
    These cursed dogs
    Those flying spears
    This rancid food
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)
    These fleeting hopes
    Those vital prayers
    This bag of cash
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w-wild frontier
    This was never an effective way to rally insurgents
    Or really even the occupation of a rational person
    When you write about seclusion and some buyers finally tune in
    You get frightened finding happiness can drive away the movement
    In a jiffy, just eat your food and keep the future iffy
    That fruition's for the viewers who need a loser to pity
    Plus an underlying message of a greater disconnection
    God forbid he try to live or gain momentum
    Mend or pay his penance
    You'd rather see him eat a bowl of mouse traps
    Surf a thousand couches
    Take a jagged little down the hatch
    Chowder heads
    I know you love the way the failure flounder
    Maybe I could be your daily downer
    If his brain left his body and was headed for the door
    Would you take it and then help it find its way into a jar?
    No? fuck it, let him hop around a maze
    We can see who's really lost when the schadenfreude fades
    These churning seas
    Those quiet sneers
    This box of parts
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)
    These creepy friends
    Those dicey dares
    This perfect dark
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w wild frontier

  3. vaylonmagicxi

    The non bon-voyage stock weaponry and soylents
    And whatever stop the voices
    Colossal paranoias out to author an abrasive lore
    About how war paint won't assure you ain't a painted whore, baby
    No ground wires, all jaw froth
    Mouth-breathing outliers climb out of mothballs
    Wrung stones unsung and alone
    Known to run up in the unknown "honey I'm home"
    I push a bucket of bolts, assorted death in his wake
    I take the hand off the thief, I take the head off a snake
    Approach a pen like revolution's just a sentence away
    Til then he's documenting cops and watching Heaven decay
    It's not a gentleman's game it's a generation braced accordingly
    Who know the differences between the cozy and the quarantine
    Yes y'all the crestfallen careworn
    Air horn, air horn, air horn, air horn

    These awful winds
    Those grinding gears
    This pile o' bones
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)

    These violent drums
    Those primal fears
    This pool of mud
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w-wild frontier

    That's impossible, body's still warm
    Scavengers already obsessively knocking on his molecules
    I'm catatonic, fat, and outta rocket fuel and ramen
    Not a dollar, watching Rocky II in Donatello boxers
    At some hot as hell motel in what's supposed to be his Shangri-La
    More akin of angry mobs with anchor tats and mangy dogs in vacant lots
    Traded any semblance of consistency to play the odds
    Not even a baby doll to change his gauze
    Not even a hide-away to hide up in
    A side effect of sliding environment to environment
    Driving isn't simply when the tires spin, try again
    Departures and arrivals aren't only time in mileage
    Try again again a raider break off from the phalanx
    And never look back never cook crack K thanks bye
    New York in the rear view then peel...
    Out, til he found New York in the windshield

    These cursed dogs
    Those flying spears
    This rancid food
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)

    These fleeting hopes
    Those vital prayers
    This bag of cash
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w-wild frontier

    This was never an effective way to rally insurgents
    Or really even the occupation of a rational person
    When you write about seclusion and some buyers finally tune in
    You get frightened finding happiness can drive away the movement
    In a jiffy, just eat your food and keep the future iffy
    That fruition's for the viewers who need a loser to pity
    Plus an underlying message of a greater disconnection
    God forbid he try to live or gain momentum
    Mend or pay his penance
    You'd rather see him eat a bowl of mouse traps
    Surf a thousand couches
    Take a jagged little down the hatch
    Chowder heads
    I know you love the way the failure flounder
    Maybe I could be your daily downer
    If his brain left his body and was headed for the door
    Would you take it in and help it find its way into a jar?
    No? fuck it, let him hop around a maze
    We can see who's really lost when the schadenfreude fades

    These churning seas
    Those quiet sneers
    This box of parts
    That's why I'm here
    Wild frontier
    (Come on)

    These creepy friends
    Those dicey dares
    This perfect dark
    That's why I'm here
    W-w-w-w wild frontier

  4. Zach Sepeda

    Man this album is his best work in my personal opinion aes is like wine he only gets better with age🤘

    Thurman Merman

    I'm actually in the minority who prefers IK over LD.

    Zach Sepeda

    @Thurman Merman same i plan on getting a IK tattoo

    Thurman Merman

    @Zach Sepeda Hope it turns out to look good....... Cheers.

    Zach Sepeda

    I appreciate it im replacing kirby with my childhood rottweiler

  5. jazz mataz

    Thank you for this! Its beautiful

  6. James Richter

    Some lyric sheets say "air horn" 4 times, but others say "Ear horn, heir whorin', heir whorin', air horn". Anyone know which is correct? Google's first result says the latter

    dm9910

    I can't tell any difference from the track so my assumption would be "air horn" x 4 unless Aesop has specifically confirmed otherwise.

  7. Grim

    Drum beat reminds me of The Greater Good - Nine Inch Nails

  8. Holy Smokes

    Best song off the album

  9. Amelia Vilsaint

    The 👑 of hip-hop.

  10. Hunter of Random J.r.h

    Masterpiece

  11. Jeremy Sears

    *"That's lmpossible!"*

  12. Extremely Inept

    Some of my all-time favourite Aes lyrics in this.

    'We can see who's really lost
    when the schadenfreude fades..."

  13. Anita Bytyqi

    dope shit¡

    Tom Ford

    Please don't say bad words.

  14. Mozart Dopearzt

    I kno u love the way failure flounders, may i could be ur daily downer? If its brain left his body and was headed for the door would u take it in and help its way into a jar?No? let it hop arround a maze - We'll see who really lost when the Schadenfreude fades... Dang dood, killin it

  15. Zach Wyant

    There are dislikes on this? Why?

    oedipa maas

    Probably mostly on accident, to be honest. When using YouTube on my phone I always inadvertently click dislike while scrolling. Sometimes I notice, but there's been a bunch i didn't until I revisited the video.

  16. Roman Kappert

    "This was never an effective way to rally insurgents,or really even the occupation of a rational person.
    When you write about seclusion and some buyers finally tune in,you get frightened finding happiness can drive away the movement in a jiffy.
    Just eat your food and keep the future iffy.That fruition's for the viewers who need a loser to pity.
    Plus an underlying message of a greater disconnection.
    God forbid he try to live or gain momentum; mend or pay his penance.
    You'd rather see him eat a bowl of mouse traps,surf a thousand couches,take a jagged little down the hatch.
    Chowder-heads.
    I know you love the way the failure flounders,Maybe I could be your daily downer.
    If his brain left his body and was headed for the door; would you take it in and help it find its way into a jar?
    No?
    Fuck it, let him hop around a maze.

    We can see who's really lost when the schadenfreude fades."




    This is one of the finest verses I've ever heard.

    9arc

    Roman Kappert I winced

    Caymen LePere

    I’ve never loved being attacked so much

  17. Roman Kappert

    I can't turn this shit up loud enough :(

    Jeremy Sears

    Right!?

  18. POOLBOY Willis

    This is a BADASS TRACK ON A BADASS ALBUM HOLY SHIT THAT BASS

  19. riley schenk

    great song Aesop Rock. Your music always reminds me of the soul crushing anxiety I feel when I talk to my dad. Anyway bounced on my boys dick to this for all of 3 seconds, when I had to stop cos I head sirens, still cant be gay in Russia bet you didn't know that. All hail the the one true god Vladimir Putin, Procter of the realm, and one true heir to the iron throne. @VladimirPutin pleas explain the many, many! folders we found when we hacked Hillary Clinton's Emails containing anime hentai that you sent and reseved pictures from. Oh no this is't twitter it happened again. oh well, I'll see you Americans when the war for Norther Korea breaks out in 3025, I fucked your sister mister over and out.
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  20. Andrew Johnson

    I was at a Long Beach Dub show on 4/20 in COS and saw this dude that looked like Aesop. I'd suppose the festivities caused me to stare too long to contemplate. Dude spread his arms open, and actually said "You wanna fight?". My laughter from thinking, "Please Aesop, don't punch me on 4/20" combined with trying to figure out who's trying to fight on a holiday was enough to disarm the situation. That's impossible.

  21. Bird Rustler

    SPOILERS

  22. Son Anthony

    I did a verse to this track. Check out the track "Zenith" on my channel :)

  23. matt morgan

    push a bucket of bolts/assorted death in his wake/approach a pen like revolution is just a sentence away........ 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥📊📊📊📊📊📊🎼🎼🎼🎼.. for u purists who wondered why not use the Grand Staff and the BARS in its construct.. cuz contrarian. k? duplo's...✌

  24. qw000pz

    I don't like this album much.I think the flow is way too similar on every song here.

    Kamel Striker

    qw000pz Ever heard of an LP? It’s an album whose songs all have a similar point and/or discuss the same focus.

    Brandon C

    go back to folk music

    Jeremy Sears

    @Brandon C lol

  25. JayDaProphet YT

    airhorn, airhorn, airhorn, airhorn.

    ganjalf creamcorn

    @Wasted Druid no its not lol

    Wasted Druid

    @ganjalf creamcorn google it bruh.

    Mason Beck

    @ganjalf creamcorn Ear horn, heir whorin', heir whorin', air horn
    it is i checked

    Eeezer K

    😄 try againagain

  26. Artie Haces

    Going to see him today 😎

    Kian Rathbun

    I know this is two years ago but fucking A, youre lucky as hell

  27. Bazooka Tooth

    "I take the hand off a thief, I take the head off a snake
    Approach a pen like revolution's just a sentence away"

    The feeling of a true artist

    "A side effect of sliding environment to environment"

    Gilbo Baggins

    I like that Eraserhead profile pic doe

    0xD201d

    kids moving from environment to environment seems to be a variable with a high coefficient in genius status

  28. Dzeimsas

    Yoooo... that escalating bass line is soooo sick!

    Matt Douglas

    *ascending ;) but yes.... agreed.