[Aesop Rock] I start my city with a brick (one brick) Then add another brick (two bricks) Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels I ain'
emblems When the clock strikes nine I'll be waking with the best of routine caffiene team players For the cycle of it Under a dusted angel heartstring
vandal's lust The lifestyles of the scandalous Ain't nothing like it - america loves gangsters (ha ha ha ha) Look at all the angel dust, the cocaine and
louging on a yaucht (Chillin in the sun), bom bout the leave the docks Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust
LOST IN HEAVEN AND MY ANGELS OF THE WINTER DAWN IN YOUR WONDER I COULD HEAR THE INNER CALL IN A CRYSTAL TEAR OF WATER WELCOME ANGELS OF THE WINTER DAWN
a ditch off of angel dust Take you to a ????, sure you can fly, just jump slut You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order like You couldn