aubergine cloak - Milo

Art speaks to people, that’s why they use it against you

When you hear, hundreds of times a day;

stuff that’s anti your development.

Make you sing songs that tell you you don’t have no sense, you’re crazy,

you don’t have no future and you think you’re just singing a song.

You’re actually teaching yourself the propaganda of the opposed.

The problem is that they’re able to bribe and entice our people,

oppressed people, to take part in art forms that actually attack them.

Our people will, a lot of times they’re not conscious enough to avoid helping

their enemies because they can finally say they’re getting paid,

and that’s their excuse

Tin can polemic, low tone like Olmec said it

Old school separatist, upper hand on any nepotist

You trying to join the party

I’m like hold up, let’s see your weapons list

You’re not made integral simply, pledging allegiances

A curious case of waking up, a spurious chase is taking up

Most of my free time, a ghost in the bee hive

A boast is a type of prayer, a shield is a kind of rug

In appeal to the mind above, blithe spirit dancing coon

When lunacy won’t fit in Haiku

Predecessor predator, radon sensor, screaming shrill

Needing the feeling, feeling, made a meal to kill the evening

Made a meal to kill the evening

Fitted like a white supremacist, grand daddy hunted

Slave man boots in the land of dandy lovers, candy crushers

Make a gutter snipe mutter twice

Got a scimitar that’ll turn your chopper butter knife

Oh, what a life, oh, oh what a life

Oh, what a life, oh, what a life

Oh, what a life, oh, what a life

Belly out like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you defy physics like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you, I ain’t scared of you motherfuckers (I ain’t scared)

I ain’t scared (I ain’t scared)

Belly out like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you defy physics like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you, I ain’t scared (I ain’t scared)

Aubergine cloak

They heard «Ruby Yacht» and was looking for the actual boat

Like poet’s first spell ain’t metaphor, nevermore

Ashy ancient speak nascent at the cellar’s peak

Islands of future tense, wield sword like an ethical data

Ethnic native, hopscotching epic myth

Bottle rocket exorcist, Allen and Heath alchemist

Doubting Maoist, champagne flutes over the bow

Into the mist (into the mist), over the bow into the mist (into the mist)

Belly out like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you defy physics like I’m Pierrot le Fou

How dare you, I ain’t scared of you motherfucker (I ain’t scared)

I ain’t scared (I ain’t scared)