Art & Creative Direction: Justin CORO Kaufman
CG/VFX: Justin CORO Kaufman
Editing: Justin CORO Kaufman
Aesop Rock footage shot by Rebecca Cedeño
Produced, written & performed by Aesop Rock
Keys by Asher Fulero
Additional vocals by Homeboy Sandman & Slug
LYRICS:
Suit of calluses, active and moving callous
Anomaly in the algorithm, do the algebralculus
I’m all of Alexandria’s information in aggregate
Ruling elder giving you the hell that melt the valuables
Riddances, grid at my back I’m in the diagonals
Evolving, shiv in his back he shatter the manacles
Man down, damnit can he manage the variables
Manually override these overnight Emmanuels
Man, m-m-m-mayday, it’s the tapering of the straightaway
The making of a bedlamite, the straightening of the theta wave
Working on a way to cure this sudden inexplicable
Urgency to secure a sure-shot-shaped paperweight
Pay the man, simultaneously in survival mode
And looking like a hundred violations of the firecode
Designed to die alone moments out the styrofoam
But not before these no names go the way of the dial tone, don’t
Staring at the sun until one of us blinks
When it does I’m running for the tunnels, hater blood in the Krink
Bloody hell, everyday I wake and one-up a king
Whose kingdom come to refer to me as “you wonderful thing”
One of the filthiest fish in the azure
Cut a political actor to particulate matter
Should it present as a pattern put the pig out to pasture
This ain’t that action figure in the original package, we in the shit with the taggers Bastards and bullies and baddies, and bitches and bummers
Who shuffle out of the shadows with the limbs of another
Trapjaw’s head, Stay-Puffed arms and the cape of Vader
Over rollerblading Barbie with a bow from Hank the Ranger
Bullseyein’ danger, I’m a surgeon at 70 yards
As long as the target is not a Snellen chart
Hello from some hell and back to autograph an x-mark
Leaving the treasure for the next man, the best part, don’t
Don’t show up at the get down talking that holy as if you ain’t hell-bound
Similarly don’t show up at the get up, talking that hellish
As if you ain’t blessed up, just just don’t
I‘m on a higher kinda of prowess
I’m somewhere in the melee while I’m somewhere doing tai chi on a mountain
Only out of bed to pick the lock and smuggle in his Visigoths
Who’d love to redesign the hillside little box by little box
Or get these businesses to page a stranger on they intercoms
The kind that sound real ‘till you realize they did you wrong
Oh this is definitely checkers I don’t play chess
I sack a city, atlases actually weigh less
After, mermaid leather in the truck
It’s only in poor taste if you ain’t never been the one
Pickle the hand of whoever signal his mans
That’s a 5-wick candle and a bib in the sand
My advice is: don’t approach him whether sobbing in the copy room
Or eating hot pretzels in the mezzanine at Nas and Wu
Or at the hobby shop with Hanni copping model glue
Or meeting Bobby at the Bronx zoo, don’t
Don’t show up at the get down talking that holy as if you ain’t hell-bound
Similarly don’t show up at the get up, talking that hellish
As if you ain’t blessed up, just just don’t
[YG]
When I was young I got raped
By a bitch that was twice my age,
Picked me up from school
Took me to hers and got laid
Every since that day I never looked at shit the same
Fucked up in the brain,
Pussy what I blame
Fried so you know why I like chicken wings My life is insane, like I’m from baby gang
How I’m possed to change with all this fucked up shit I sang
Fucked up, yeah I know,
Fucked up and some mo
I’m so used to fucked up, I get fucked up at the show
Fucked up, yeah I know, how fucked up could it go?
Nipsy left me like how Biggie left Hov
Whoa, and Slim got his life stole
Tellin’ myself I’ll be aight though
Shit really fuckin’ with my psycho
My lil’ bitch lost her life to lypo
[Buddy]
They tell me don’t worry
They ask me if I’m okay
Motherfuckers don’t deserve me
Not even on my worst day
This Life shit crazy,
grew up at a young age,Oh babe,
why you had to hurt me?
[YG]
Okay now, back when I was a juvie and shit Got used for the dick
I ain’t even know what to do with the bitch, confused a bit
Her niece, I went to school with the bitch,
My screws loose Who got the tools to fix? So I, went to the homies and we talked about it
They thought it exotic, That was they
only thoughts about it
Dick hard ’cause her clothes she stripped all up out it
Hypnotized from them hips and thighs all hypnotic
Yeah, that’s when I bust my first nut
Young nigga with his dick all in a grown up With the shits and real quick, high growed up
Got took advantage of, and I liked it so what?
Y’all call that sex abuse shit
I just thought she was doin’ some cool shit
If I woulda told mama ’bout the new shit
The bitch probably woulda been up on a news clip
[Buddy]
They tell me don’t worry
They ask me if I’m okay
Motherfuckers don’t deserve me
Not even on my worst day
This Life shit crazy,
grew up at a young age,Oh babe,
why you had to hurt me?
[YG]
So just think before the next time you start asking
Why is you like that? Why is you savage?
Why every hoe you fuck with is never long
lasting
No access to my heart, I give no passage
A bitch took advantage of me, I
ain’t got no trust
The bitch took advantage of me, I ain’t give no fucks
At 14 years old, I got my dick sucked
At 14 years old, I got my dick fucked
The hoe was 30 years old And I never told,
Was dating her niece when this happened
It was weighing on my soul
I ain’t want to spill the tea so I just let her go
Cause me and the auntie kept fuckin’ fasho
And oh, One day I feel like this was too much
I knew this wasn’t regular ass I grew up
She told me eat her ass
After that I threw up, Uh
Can’t believe I had my face in her butt
[Buddy]
They tell me don’t worry
They ask me if I’m okay
Motherfuckers don’t deserve me
Not even on my worst day
This Life shit crazy,
grew up at a young age,Oh babe,
why you had to hurt me?
[the gang]
You don’t deserve me
You tried to hurt me
You don’t deserve me
You don’t don’t baby you don’t
You don’t deserve me
You tried to hurt me
Oh babe