[Intro]
Dusty grooves and ivory towers
Found your secrets hidden for hours
Behind sociology books, I took a look
At the man behind the lectures, what it took
[Verse 1]
Ten years old in the basement light
Aesop Rock spinning, mind taking flight
Dad's vinyl stash, his scholarly mask
Teaching Marx while his son's learning bars, that's the past
Scratched records tell more truth than tenure
Your footnotes can't hide what I venture
Professor's kid with a pen that's lit
Deconstructing bullshit that you submit
[Chorus]
F*ck your academic flex, I'm breaking through
Every skip and pop reveals what's true
Your lectures skip like these damaged beats
While I'm finding wisdom in these vinyl streets
[Verse 2]
Citations and quotations, your shield
But these beats got secrets they revealed
Playing pretend in your tweed jacket shrine
While I'm digging deeper, crossing every line
Your students call you "Doctor," I call you out
Every thesis statement breeds more doubt
Sample your voice just to watch it break
Remix your wisdom, that's what's at stake
[Bridge]
Surface noise tells the story right
Of a father's armor, wound up tight
In between the grooves of your disguise
Found myself in all your scholarly lies
[Verse 3]
Now I spit bars that your peers can't read
Plant my own thoughts in this vinyl seed
Your son's the glitch in your perfect speech
Breaking down walls that you tried to teach
Legacy's scratched but the beat goes on
Sample your silence into my song
Ten years later, still spinning truth
In the basement where I found my roots
[Outro]
The needle drops, and the story spins
Where your lectures end, my verse begins