| Song | Labor |
| Artist | Aesop Rock |
| Album | Labor Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Aesop Rock | |
| "This is labor" {*echoes*} {*sample cut and scratched*} [Aesop Rock] | |
| Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled prefectionist emblem | |
| Just to watch these moniters spit white noise through your office space auto made | |
| I infect jolly gene pool dissented cloud clusters | |
| Brushing dust mites off your starborn all revolution sound jugglers | |
| Delinquent fan for brick habitat bob, weave, stick, move fence and pause somewhere in the middle for slick invention | |
| This years brain crop spread spectacular | |
| I ain't mad at cha don't stay mad at the caliber | |
| I twist characters like twist characters | |
| Tally up the alley cat aggresion in this | |
| Doug E. Fresh infested mess up bassline lust | |
| An automatic | |
| B-boy krylon can't combust circuits | |
| Working these war pig cyphers with | |
| Ted Stryker stability and kamakazi chivalry | |
| I alone noble in a worm food feud | |
| Walking dead generation ain't nobody asking for your patience | |
| Grand opening holding me to face the fact that | |
| I knew myself and didn't have to ask nobody else (Talk about labor) | |
| Fantastic planet urchin puting work in | |
| Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions | |
| Apologies won't lore me to the communal sob story nor would | |
| I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit jury temperament | |
| This whole | |
| Green Goblin webcutter butts up against crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, | |
| Dead em Charge the villagers nickles and nicotine to watch them fed to one disgruntled crack at the high noon (We sell popcorn, beer and balloons!) | |
| I got an inkling this gon be the one children bicker over | |
| And start warriors vs. baseball fury element to glitches mode of sensory development | |
| I am a star really! | |
| The big bang bastard's back with a one way ticket to | |
| Beat Street | |
| This all is like relevent to human-kind supply demand ratios, man learn it, | |
| I work past the surface | |
| I work on what | |
| I love, I work the service all my burdens | |
| And I work till this here little flat line closes the curtains {*beat plays with some scracthing*} |
| zuo ci : Aesop Rock | |
| " This is labor" echoes sample cut and scratched Aesop Rock | |
| Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled prefectionist emblem | |
| Just to watch these moniters spit white noise through your office space auto made | |
| I infect jolly gene pool dissented cloud clusters | |
| Brushing dust mites off your starborn all revolution sound jugglers | |
| Delinquent fan for brick habitat bob, weave, stick, move fence and pause somewhere in the middle for slick invention | |
| This years brain crop spread spectacular | |
| I ain' t mad at cha don' t stay mad at the caliber | |
| I twist characters like twist characters | |
| Tally up the alley cat aggresion in this | |
| Doug E. Fresh infested mess up bassline lust | |
| An automatic | |
| Bboy krylon can' t combust circuits | |
| Working these war pig cyphers with | |
| Ted Stryker stability and kamakazi chivalry | |
| I alone noble in a worm food feud | |
| Walking dead generation ain' t nobody asking for your patience | |
| Grand opening holding me to face the fact that | |
| I knew myself and didn' t have to ask nobody else Talk about labor | |
| Fantastic planet urchin puting work in | |
| Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions | |
| Apologies won' t lore me to the communal sob story nor would | |
| I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit jury temperament | |
| This whole | |
| Green Goblin webcutter butts up against crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, | |
| Dead em Charge the villagers nickles and nicotine to watch them fed to one disgruntled crack at the high noon We sell popcorn, beer and balloons! | |
| I got an inkling this gon be the one children bicker over | |
| And start warriors vs. baseball fury element to glitches mode of sensory development | |
| I am a star really! | |
| The big bang bastard' s back with a one way ticket to | |
| Beat Street | |
| This all is like relevent to humankind supply demand ratios, man learn it, | |
| I work past the surface | |
| I work on what | |
| I love, I work the service all my burdens | |
| And I work till this here little flat line closes the curtains beat plays with some scracthing |
| zuò cí : Aesop Rock | |
| " This is labor" echoes sample cut and scratched Aesop Rock | |
| Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled prefectionist emblem | |
| Just to watch these moniters spit white noise through your office space auto made | |
| I infect jolly gene pool dissented cloud clusters | |
| Brushing dust mites off your starborn all revolution sound jugglers | |
| Delinquent fan for brick habitat bob, weave, stick, move fence and pause somewhere in the middle for slick invention | |
| This years brain crop spread spectacular | |
| I ain' t mad at cha don' t stay mad at the caliber | |
| I twist characters like twist characters | |
| Tally up the alley cat aggresion in this | |
| Doug E. Fresh infested mess up bassline lust | |
| An automatic | |
| Bboy krylon can' t combust circuits | |
| Working these war pig cyphers with | |
| Ted Stryker stability and kamakazi chivalry | |
| I alone noble in a worm food feud | |
| Walking dead generation ain' t nobody asking for your patience | |
| Grand opening holding me to face the fact that | |
| I knew myself and didn' t have to ask nobody else Talk about labor | |
| Fantastic planet urchin puting work in | |
| Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions | |
| Apologies won' t lore me to the communal sob story nor would | |
| I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit jury temperament | |
| This whole | |
| Green Goblin webcutter butts up against crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, | |
| Dead em Charge the villagers nickles and nicotine to watch them fed to one disgruntled crack at the high noon We sell popcorn, beer and balloons! | |
| I got an inkling this gon be the one children bicker over | |
| And start warriors vs. baseball fury element to glitches mode of sensory development | |
| I am a star really! | |
| The big bang bastard' s back with a one way ticket to | |
| Beat Street | |
| This all is like relevent to humankind supply demand ratios, man learn it, | |
| I work past the surface | |
| I work on what | |
| I love, I work the service all my burdens | |
| And I work till this here little flat line closes the curtains beat plays with some scracthing |