"Coordinates" lyrics - AESOP ROCK

[Les Miserables sample]
Platoon of sappers advancing toward the barricade!
Troops behind them, fifty men or more!

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

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