Coordinates

[Les Miserables sample] Platoon of sappers advancing toward the barricade! Troops behind them, fifty men or more! [Verse 1] I target the crux of all that's considered sin The lost child venomous neck that spittles off my chin Color me what? Spellbound man hunting hellhound Special investigations set kingpin Bounce and of course you're happy Mic activist, axis Pivotal point spun all too often Now walk and spin cycle Dug psychedelic syndrome jabs your abdomen I'm adamant with disperse and curse across You're playing your chances broken branches Scattered around your mainframe type uproot it My hand saluted eastward compass is spinning Magnetic field my metal mind driven Threshold fresh coke crush and affect Mic check and spin a rec conglomerate The all absorbing metamorphin' monument Not that average once upon a Glock, Glock, Glock Dot, dot, dot, et cetera The heated mass of fire and gas threatens your retina Burning you back to immobile twitchin' fetal position Itching for what could have been if not for who [Hook] This is Aesop Rock I'm with 50 million troops upon my side Flying towards the fraudulence coordinates One hand on my mic While the other drove my flag into your sidewalk My sprouts stalks pawns and then I'm gone [Verse 2] Close encounters of the first kind Contact cursed minds Skies red Stuck sitting spinning world wide webs Overwhelmed and worried, flurried on your sidesteps My pride treads thick Utilize wide lens I slide strength in-telli-gently We utilize mic like skele-ton key evidently all is not well In a metra pot sell Automatic hell habitat Tainted pollutants toxic to me The melancholy-olly-oxygen free on the night watch Boost I introduced y'all troops to tragedy Radically millions morphing the orphans Spitting distortion Piteous portions lacked a guiding light Overriding and striding through the night Starry army extends mics like dendrites I blend life's darks and gray shades Till displays made illustrate my views on sanity If you're feeling famished we are family Aesop Rock the canopy seek shelter I have weaved a web across the sky hovering covering all Night crawling audio visual veterans Spreading like spores through the homes of all average Americans 50 million poets screaming all on the run That's 50 million hearts beating as one [Hook] Once again it's Aesop Rock I'm with 50 million troops upon my side Flying towards the fraudulence coordinates One hand on my mic While the others drove my flag into your sidewalk My sprouts stalks pawns and then I'm gone