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The Recycling Bin

Kodokushi (Blockhead Remix)

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Producer Cess Less creates a tranquil, almost meditative vibe with just a touch of mysticism – an ideal soundscape for Aesop Rock and Homeboy Sandman to deliver over three minutes of humorously witty societal observations and personal anecdotes.

LYRICS: 
Homeboy Sandman:

You’ll understand my sense of urgency 
I be the cat that put “emergence” in emergency 
More than a half a mind to save my whole community 
I’m just not certain what something like that’ll do to me
Sandy’s on the mound and pitching for the home team
All the information’s listed on the home screen 
Once I started ain’t no switchin’ out to plan b
Once I started ain’t no screaming out “it can’t be”
You can catch the bluest ribbon in the red sea 
You can catch the true and living in the dead sea 
Magic lingers while the fingers on your screen scroll
Please believe it you can read it in the sea scrolls
Fortune frowns on anybody out to take lives
If you’re considering a silly thing then take five
I am avid as I’m having me a great time
I’m aware you might have heard this through the grapevine 
When I’m chompin on the bit it ain’t a bit dull
If you want it you can get it thru your thick skull
See I grew up on Atari playing pitfall
See I grew up on Safari of the brick walls
I’m a composite of many different aspects
I’m a undercover operative of aztecs 
Bastion riding falcor tryna spot artex
Examining the outdoors for the spot marked X
Behind the wheel of True’s land cruiser I cruise land
Listen and you’ll hear it it’s the spirit that moves man
Picking out a jacket for hijacking a news van
Rappers don’t know diddley but me I’m a blues man
I be on it like I saw it with a bird’s eye
If it’s doable I done it on my first try
Breaker breaker peep the phantom about to break fly
Every bit of data fatter than a steak fry
Doin what I gotta to remain on the blacklist 
Up until you find out that was only a catfish 
Every other human come including an asterisk 
Thank you all for snoozing now for using my last wish

Aesop Rock:

Pitched a few snow balls
Skipped a slew of rolls calls
Dipped into the sewer, grew his hair out like a troll doll
Blew the man-hole cover up to the sand bluff 
Down to the river took a knee with my hands cupped
Man-Ape free to hydrate or be ambushed
The slant grow from “look at him go” to  “heavens I can’t look” 
King Upsetter, surely cursed be the name 
Every word an urgent love letters bursting into flames
Editor-in-chief at the Bloodletter gazette
Every drip on the cement could fill-up another cassette, and does 
Reaper knocking at me through the diner glass 
Invite him in
Yes I know the die is cast, now try the grits
Let him get the check, and offer thirty seconds clear to run 
It’s ten before he skip the other twenty on some “here I come” 
Which way’d he go
Strafe and follow any trace of spirit gum
Mustache and glasses disappear into the zero sum 
No road atlas only roads to Damascus
Where the roses are for growing not for throwing at some pageant
Y’all just pinning little ribbons on each other as catfish 
Swimming in the chasm between what you publish and practice
I wake up every day and move different than I used to
Smarter than whichever bear’s assuming that you do too
Doozie after doozie, up and brushing off the lab coat 
Cold bath, bo staff, back on his Max Roach
Tap into the tape gun, mail you back to Hasbro
Bring me to the big cheese, all I see is crab toast
All you see is parachutes raining from the matmos 
All I see is parody and parroting and plateaus
‘Round here that’s pretty much a cousin to the flatline
I would rather level-up than fraternize with magpies 
Patron saint of Isolation, heart of palm and graphite 
Teaching kids to put away the crack pipe, that’s lice

Lice (Aesop Rock & Homeboy Sandman) - Catfish

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SONG CREDITS:
Written & performed by Slug
Produced by Ant
Guitar, bass, percussion & glockenspiel played by G Koop.
Rhodes played by Graham Richards.

LYRICS:
It’s gonna be alright
It’ll be okay I think that needs to be established
For all of us that are easily distracted
Impatiently waiting for that American dream
Staring at the cracked screen of my anti-facts machine
Crash landed where the woke intersect with the exhausted
They asked if I’m depressed I don’t doubt it
I was told it all began as a quest for some knowledge 
Progress after you process the conflict
I’ll be okay and if I got one wish
I’d probably waste it trying to make myself an optimist
It’s ironic because most of my thoughts are positive
Just hop in the whip I promise not to drive off of the cliff
Happiness is my favorite physical feature
But I’m afraid I’ll figure out that it’s a mythical creature
I need to believe in the simulation that we’re living in
Spent the whole stimulus check on some stimulants
I’ll be okay just freestyle the answers
If you feel it put your hands up in front of surveillance cameras
Okay I don’t take the buffet for granted
Make you understand it when you see me licking my plate
We gotta travel through space to keep the family safe
Check your connections can they can handle the bass
If they reflect your face it amplifies the existence of your significance
But only if you survive the collision
 
It’ll be okay
Even if you’re feeling like there ain’t no way
You’re still with us today
It’s gonna be okay
Okay, alright
It’ll be okay
Even if you’re feeling like there ain’t no way
You’re still with us today
It’s gonna be okay
Okay
I think I’m feeling alright
 
And I’ll admit that sometimes I’m probably tongue-tied
Got me staring at the sun like my shoes ain’t come untied
The clown face got replaced by this mountain of the
Midwest average from the mid-2000’s
And being the best was never the intended destination
I just want appreciation for my presentation
Even if I was the only human left in population
This is dedicated to the dedication
You better love yourself today because tomorrow will be harder
Put your guard up don’t let them penetrate your armor
Collect whatever crumbs you got and keep them in a bread box
You knew I was the one when I was sleeping in the wet spot
And baby if you had a dollar for all of your doubters
Maybe you could grow a salad and water the flowers
I know the zookeeper seen my leash and my collar 
I’m in a tuxedo smoking weed in the shower
 
It’ll be okay
Even if you’re feeling like there ain’t no way
You’re still with us today
It’s gonna be okay
Okay, alright
It’ll be okay
Even if you’re feeling like there ain’t no way
You’re still with us today
It’s gonna be okay
Okay
I think I’m feeling alright

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Atmosphere - Okay

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SONG CREDITS:
Created by Atmosphere.
Produced by Ant.
Written and performed by Slug.
Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass & live drums by G Koop.
Piano, organ & slide guitar by Graham Richards.

LYRICS:
And when I was one was just the first son
To carry the burden I was barely a person
My folks were young but committed to keep up their end of the bargain
Protect me from harm and grow a garden
I was loved I was fed might sleep through the night
I was taught how to talk and how to read you from left to right
I learned to argue and fight from a distance
Where my vulnerability gets no recognition
And by the time I was eleven I was already defensive
An extension of environment and reinforced messages
Preemptively believed eventually I’ll be a failure
To my family and friendships
And when you mix it and blend it with contemporary pressures of
Adolescence emphasis on the consensus of
A book full of portraits but didn’t consider
That we’ve been sketching stick figures underneath bigger pictures

And on my twenty-first birthday already had my first born
Baby boy and maybe homie saved my life
But papa kept the motor running I’mma come and see you later
Trying to color up some paper trying to make this right
I realize most experiences are coincidental
But I’ll never let go of these regrets I hold
That’s why the pieces that were missing always felt more special
Better bring some bigger pencils to sketch my soul
But yo when I was thirty-one both ends burning them
Thought that I was lost in the jungle but I was in search of something
Learning how to deconstruct my puzzle
Permanently nervous I was in love with the hustle
The Devil went to Hell just to sell that selfishness
They tried to make me feel important I fell for it
Embarrassment and trepidation plus a healthy dose of
Self imposed limitations over my own illustrations
And when I struggled with the number forty-one
I had a couple more sons and it feel like my real life had just begun
It’s getting harder to translate
It’s likely I’ve already played my part of this landscape
And all of this time I been following my design
Trying to find a little solace in how the stars aligned
It kind of looks like glitter but every pixelated flicker
Gets the proper position in the biggest of pictures
And when I was fifty-one

On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on 
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on


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Atmosphere - Bigger Pictures

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SONG CREDITS:
Created by Atmosphere.
Produced by Ant.
Written and performed by Slug.

LYRICS:
I kinda feel like a stowaway (Okay)
I’m positive that it’s a negative connection
I’ve got a cup full of Novocaine (Okay)
Stairway to Heaven hope my name’s on the guest list (Go away)
My stress gets trapped between the shoulder blades
Searching for some benefits for perfect attendance
Keep attention span attentive like we dance around an open flame
I’ll trade a couple silver linings for some golden days
I confess I’m still trying to impress papa
I guess that I’m expecting I’ll see him again haha
Laughing on a cloud in some wings and a toga
And he’s asking why I never left Minnesota
Keep in mind previously thought impossible to find
All of these pieces that were needed to complete the design
I’m on the final lap then I go back to give my wife a spinal tap
Still writing rhymes like somebody got the time for that
 
The temperature’s rising but it’s colder than Hell
I never feel alone when I’m alone by myself
I try to sing along but I don’t know what you said
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
The temperature’s rising but it’s colder than Hell
I never feel alone when I’m alone by myself
I try to sing along but I don’t know what you said
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
 
Tell me do you ever feel like an accident
Have you ever felt trapped beneath an avalanche
Do you ever ask if this experience is seriously happening
Me neither I can’t imagine it
We gotta pick up the pieces and keep traveling
Or maybe you can handle a hammer and build a ladder and
Explore the storm to find the source of the hunger and the pain
I stole a horse so I could run towards the thunder
And the reins broke and now this beast is my bestie
We used to chain smoke and now we drinking our veggies
We tell the same jokes and pretend that it’s okay 
Already know what Hell felt like when it’s frozen over
Snow covered roller coaster stuck in the alleyway
Dreaming about the day my poster’s up in a gallery
Feel the cold breeze brought me back to reality
I gotta get these groceries back to my family

The temperature’s rising but it’s colder than Hell
I never feel alone when I’m alone by myself
I try to sing along but I don’t know what you said
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
The temperature’s rising but it’s colder than Hell
I never feel alone when I’m alone by myself
I try to sing along but I don’t know what you said
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath (Okay) 

And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just holding my breath
And I’m not suffocating I’m just  


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Atmosphere - Holding My Breath

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Following the release of her powerful debut, The Sharecropper’s Daughter, Sa-Roc returns with “Talk To Me Nice”, the first single from her forthcoming album. The new single, produced by Sol Messiah, takes a more assertive tone, as she focuses on challenging the industry while demanding respect from it. The sparse, yet menacing track centers Sa-Roc’s voice, showcasing her dextrous wordplay, natural wit and agility.

Sa-Roc - Talk To Me nice

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SONG CREDITS:
Written and produced by Aesop Rock
Cuts by Forest Pond

LYRICS:
2.5 million years ago, a friend of mine 
Made a tool from a stone and defended his tribe
It’s technology, sorry for the technical term
It’s a wheel, then a fire and the rest is a blur 
Throw a theorized plot in the pot with applied science 
Let it sit, I bet it streamlines your environs
What’s a resource local to the grotto
The method isn’t free until the mechanism follow 
That’s technology, innovate a difference
A feat of engineering, a system made efficient 
There isn’t a condition, complication, or revision 
Where the answer ain’t to build a more sophisticated widget 
Idget, tired of games, Bronze Age, Iron Age
Weaponry in stellar form, shelter finer by the day
Live stock and vegetables in rows behind the hideaway
Mesopotamia out the muhfuckin' lion cage

If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
Now that is a powerful cat
 
Now that is a powerful cat

Now that is a powerful cat

You take a lever and a pulley and a winch and a wedge 
You get a labyrinth of aqueducts and pyramid steps
Before the Jesus, Archimedes on that miracle tech 
Year zero, you could feel the future rearing its head
Put a shoe on a horse, shoot a man with a gun 
Steampower, bifocals, and mechanical funk
Manipulate electricity, no it can not be done
Yes it can, ain’t a dam that could cancel the flood
True to human curiosity, at the tree of knowledge 
Pulling genies out of bottles, stealing from Leonardos
Plane train auto, hauling space age cargo
Bizarro technology, everyday is tomorrow 
Telegraph, telephone, you could flirt with Doris 
In Poughkeepsie from a cozy geodesic dome in Sydney 
You can write a letter with no paper
You could fix anything with a laser

If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
Now that is a powerful cat
 
Now that is a powerful cat

Now that is a powerful cat

You could get a robot limb for your blown off limb, 
Later on the same technology could automate your gig
As awesome as it is
Wait It gets awful, you could split a atom willy-nilly 
If it’s energy that can be used for killing then it will be 
It’s not about a better knife, It’s chemistry and genocide 
And medicine for tempering the heck in the projector light 
Landmines, agent orange, leaded gas, cigarettes
Cameras in your favorite corners, plastic in the wilderness
We can not be trusted with the stuff that we come up with 
The machinery could eat us, we just really just love our buttons
Ummm... technology, focus on the other shit 
3D-printed body parts, dehydrated onion dip
You could buy a jet-ski from a cell phone on a jumbo jet  
T-E-C-H-N-O-L-O-G-Y, it’s the ultimate


If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
If it's out of the bag, then it's out of bag
Now that is a powerful cat
 
Now that is a powerful cat

Now that is a powerful cat


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Aesop Rock - Mindful Solutionism

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SONG CREDITS:
Written and produced by Aesop Rock

LYRICS:
I like rivers, I like rivers
Sailboats, fisherman, skinny-dipping swimmers
Kids turning rocks over catching lil critters 
Eagle in the pine tree eyeballing dinner
My uncle used to cut school to hit the Susquehanna 
Kept himself a rod and reel he hid up in the bramble 
The school took attendance, it was quiet as a mouse 
He was at the river pulling out a giant by its mouth
A river in the daylight is energy and life
A river in the dark can be a genuine surprise
You might find some lovers getting cozy on the shore 
Or a cold-blooded psychopath disposing of a corpse 
Sitting by the Hudson river talking to a ghost
“I wish that we could rock a beat and smoke an L at Tone's
I miss the way you rhyme and how you never had a clone 
Ain’t a motherfucker living that could ever crack the code"

I like rivers, I like rivers
Freight ships passing through old drawbridges
It looks so cool when you catch it from a distance
A little less cool when you stuck inside your Civic 
I wonder what could possibly be lurking on the bottom 
I look into the water and imagine all the options
A fish we never knew about, some rusty old jalopy 
The murder weapon used to catch the aforementioned body
I seen a beaver chilling by the bank of the Willamette
We gazed upon each other undeniably enchanted
A wave of telepathic information through the filter
It said “when I go to heaven I want you to have the river”
He also said the others had agreed that I was chosen
Just don’t mention it front of them as gloating is for no one 
I'm pretty sure you don't have the authority to say this
But thank you, I accept, I'll have my lawyer draft the papers

I like rivers, I like rivers 
Hard to put a price on water for the village 
I jumped into the Amazon to launder all my atoms 
The Chao Praya had me spilling coffee on the captain
My heart is the East River floating on a frisbee 
That came in from the Long Island Sound to sojourn in the city
It’s not the kinda water where you’d throw a Triple Lindy 
If you get some on your skin they probably notify your siblings
I picture a scenario where someone’s held me captive 
And escape would mean to build a raft and navigate some rapids 
I wonder if my training from the school of tv magic 
Would beget some makeshift watercraft that make off for Damascus 
In practice I have no desire get into the water 
I like to know it’s there in the event I ever wanna 
Waterfalls, tributaries, Lichtenberg figures
Twilight fireflies, I like rivers

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Aesop Rock - By The River

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SONG CREDITS:
Written and produced by Aesop Rock
Cuts by Forest Pond

LYRICS:
The brand reads “Animal Farm”
A fugee on the lam, runnin’ with a lamb in my arms 
Trail of rabbits harboring the farmer’s brand of cigars 
And cattle after, after that it’s like a ramp to an arc 
Planned a garlic salmon, already romancing the fingerlings 
When reminded why the ringer’s off, it only ever “ring ring ring” 
Out of radio silence a bad miracle
Panic in the paradigm, attacking the familiar world 
Evacuate, bleeding heart, I had to let the horses out 
Who each step forward to bow free to ignore the corral 
Freedom ain’t a circle per the management’s “normal amount” 
It’s when the chorus vow to normalize the horse’s mouth 
Black Philip free to b-a-a what he b-a-a’s
From a growing blob of jail-broken oxen and hogs
I know some pigs’ll splinter off I seen ‘em mixing with the bosses
Sipping gin, as if the trough is less prestigious than the office 
It isn’t, receiving a transmission from the future 
Where your time around them humans ain’t protect you from they butcher’s Block, a bunch of us are meeting at the moor behind the the Orkin 
You coulda been a presence at the origin
Should you feel unsettled or some melting into madness 
After entertaining more second chances than Velma’s glasses
From a person place or otherwise increasingly disruptive trend 
You could always run the red, or break the glass or jump the fence, yea

It was always all of a sudden 
All’s well 'til it’s all of his palm on the button 
I am always into something 
I am always into something 

It was always all a whodunnit, 
All told, it was all of us up 'til it wasn’t 
I am always into something
I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

I can introduce you to another realm
Help you with the move, but only you can go fuck yourself 
Cut to helter-skelter in glorious technicolor 
With bumper to bumper sending turtle shells at one another
It’s treasure hunters budding in some cannonball running of bulls 
Sweating in the dead of summer, red X on the bread and butter
Pardon while his pedal power shed the inseparable umbra
Reset the pecking order, still ain’t pick a second number
Detective on some "how you get so mega extra ultra?"
I said "never check the weather and always dress for the tundra" 
Merry “Dawn of the Mummy”, heard a call in my slumber
Woke to a thousand years of sauce of the month in a bunker 
Yum, you could be the lunker under pepper X, 
I feel like professor why, why are all my friends depressed? 
Why’s this party feel like when I walked back into Selmer’s Pets
In precious tears like “why are all my tetra dead... yet again? 
Landspeed entirely contextual
Glacial-pace grand prix, “space invader camera B!” 
Cam or not, copy room, camp ground or canteen
Every time you stand down, I pop out yelling “and… scene!” 
Make a million paper cranes, blindfolded
Both arms stuck in different crane games 
Underwater, over coals, whole of his spirit above him 
Call now, I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

I am always into something

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Aesop Rock - Infinity Fill Goose Down

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SONG CREDITS:
Created by Atmosphere
Produced by Ant
Written and performed by Slug

LYRICS:
(Traveling forever)
(Traveling forever)

I’m traveling forever, never released
I’m trying to get some peace, I need to set some boundaries 
And step on a beach that’s underneath some palm trees 
I want my face to feel as fresh as a breeze
That’s when I awakened and I remembered police
Get your knee off his throat, he can’t fucking breathe 
Please each sunrise is golden
When you’re holding onto hope that you don’t die frozen
I mean, I’mma try to keep both eyes open 
Don’t be afraid to adjust the lens to find focus 
I’m not cold, I just protect my emotions
I suppose I’m supposed to pretend that I’m not broken 
I feel attacked by the cameras flash 
I’m trying to relax fall back, get off the ambulance path 
It ain’t funny but I’d rather just laugh 
Play me maybe transfer a fraction of math 
Every day I’m trying to master the craft 
I’m living on a ladder at the same time rapping for the past 

Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
(Traveling forever)

I never got to learn how to dance for you
I don’t know whether or not that’s an attribute 
I’d pick locks, kick rocks if I had to choose 
So thank god I get to sing my Minneapolis blues 
I didn’t come to chill just passing through 
I slid into your village fantastic food 
I used to roam area codes and time zones 
I’ve read books to my kids over the phone 
Trying to stay connected and touch base with home 
Got an inbox full of videos of their milestones 
My headstone might as well be a grindstone 
I’m feeling like I brought a microphone to a cyclone 
If you’re alone then you’re welcome here 
But the owner of the bar is trying to sell some beer
I was surprised like you when I felt those tears 
We set the roof on fire and the devil appeared 
And now I’m looking at a sketch of myself sincere 
It’s been a few consecutive hell of a years
Yeah I feel like I’m juggling a couple of knives 
Cause I’m trying to say something that might describe this
I’m not the livest I’m not the brightest
I’m not the prettiest but I’m probably biased 
You might want to fall back from the light
And just try to remember where you was at when I was

Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
Traveling forever
(Traveling forever)
(Traveling forever)
(Traveling forever)

Atmosphere - Traveling Forever

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Atmosphere
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Brother Ali
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Dilated Peoples
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Face Candy
Felt
Freeway
Grayskul
Grieves
Hail Mary Mallon
I Self Devine
Jake One
Los Nativos
MF DOOM
Micranots
Mr. Dibbs
Musab
Nikki Jean
P.O.S
Prof
Psalm One
Sa-Roc
Semi.Official
Soul Position
Step Brothers (Alchemist x Evidence)
Toki Wright
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