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Written & performed by Slug, Anwar HighSign, BlackLiq, Sa-Roc, Haphduzn, and Lateef the Truthspeaker
Produced by Ant

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WORD?

Atmosphere - Pressed (feat. Anwar HighSign, BlackLiq, Sa-Roc, Haphduzn & Lateef the Truthspeaker)

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SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed by Aesop Rock
Produced by Blockhead

LYRICS:
Love note to the whole fuck show, postmarked from a lighthouse in the blunt smoke, Dear motherfuckers, I’m teetering if you must know, wolf at the door like a bug to the fructose, Niece on the phone saying “Ian you should visit more”, We could build forts while the pigs court civil war, Miss you, miss you more, see you on the far side, scuffed shoes, couple new scars in the archive, I’m not here to pull scarves out, Here to pick tumblers under water with his arms bound, from in chains to the heart of “where art thou”,  I’m out there down to throw a grapnel at a guard tower, Down to spray piss on a cop car, It’s rage in the form of renaissance art, Can’t treat it like a job at the stockyard and feign shock when they turn the block to a pock mark, Stock parts knocking on Mach 1 to Camp Lo, amped up, eyes glowing unknown pantones, drive ’til it feels like a Van Gogh, lest I cheetah me some antelope, partly cloudy, palpable panic in the troposphere, wake a giant, poke a bear, we don’t do smoke and mirrors, we do do a med-kit and spare clothes, leave a motherfucker nowhere close, new super power that I picked up In the frenzy, I could draw a roof on fire from memory, each and every sketch another bloodletting, in the of wake escalation, and excessive rubbernecking, the champ can’t look away, drink it in, strobe-light, smoke, no life, no lifeguard, sink or swim, ring around the king of pain, bring acetaminophen, You either see the vision or dinner with demolition men, Boom, flame to the fuse to the barrel, I step into the room, split an arrow with an arrow, the first trick shot is just to show em that I dabble… I will not be aiming for the apple, Lately I treat every interaction as a living wake, thanking people close to me before the photo pixelate, new day, folk down play the game different, changed, and going from being chased to playing chicken, Get your whole road map pac-man’d, black mask, snack on whatever’s in the dash cam, It’s not an ad, hashtag, or a tap dance, patsy, the revolution will not have jazz hands, I know you’re alien to matters of the heart and mind, that shit that make you park the car and scream into the dark of night, Some days I wanna build a rocket to the Karman line, 10, 9, 8, keep your head and arms inside,  yea

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Aesop Rock x Blockhead - Jazz Hands

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VIDEO CREDITS:
Director: Tommy Nova
Assistant: Gates

SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed by Cambatta
Produced by Sol Messiah
Live Bass by Steve Lake
Additional Vocals by Sa-Roc

LYRICS:
I should of been here a long time ago
Took a while to find the right skull that my brain fits
Big heart gotta make sure the rib cage thick
Strong legs supporting the frame that I placed it
Faceless you don’t even notice when I shapeshift
Greatness
Happens when you focus in the stasis
State switch
Whether in a globe or in a matrix
Agent
Clone that be patrolling with the name Smith
Neo in this insane glitch
Bang clips
Dodge it, I reloaded ‘til it grazed him
Flame lit
Finally I woke up from this strange trip
Wake since
Body was a coma as it laid stiff
Batta so much older than his age is
Higher than than vultures of the cranes get
Body is pagoda on a crane lift
Plane hit
Tower topple over like a crane kick
Tubal Cain on the cane and the crank hit
Take the remains and create with the masons
Like Plato with play do I clay mold and pay doe
Hope they know my doe ain’t the doe that you play with

I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme
I reign 


What if you're the lone survivor
Last human ever known surviving alone
Last soul acquires the whole entire combined light of every living soul that died on the globe
Life twilight zone inspired
What’s power in the hands of the only fiver is own
Nation of one, Earth if you don’t divide her
Moses, Joseph, Job, Elijah
If they been waiting for the Sol Messiah and his holiest host
For holding a ghost inside of, I’m close
The divine chauffeur driver Jehova hired
The only rider he chose for guiding the coast
Roam through Gaia
Posted high upon a dark horse
My saddle and my rope is tied to the coach
Dark horse
Gold logo sign on the side of the new chrome testarossa tires with spokes
Whoever stole my lighter is no
Match for the flame that my dope requires to tote
Indo Flintstone igniter
I smoke
Dovin’ ocean holding fire the float
You would choke if you quote what I wrote for writers
Occult oath reciter and potent rhymer
This blunt that I hold the light up is a baton 
I composed the choir the notes I spoke is higher
Then vocals of the old Mariah
I would died before I ever tell the coach I’m tired
I won’t expire, Covid fighter
My T-cells stay mobile I’m your phone provider 


I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign

Sol Messiah - Sol Supreme (feat. Cambatta)

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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:
Produced by Sol Messiah

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Sol Messiah - Rhymeslayers (Instrumental)

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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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Paradime - Period.

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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

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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Artist Roster:
Abstract Rude
Aesop Rock
Atmosphere
BK-One
Blueprint
Brother Ali
deM atlaS
Dilated Peoples
Dj Abilities
Evidence
Eyedea & Abilities
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
The Uncluded (Aesop Rock & Kimya Dawson)

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