pure scientific intelligence (quantum)

[Intro: milo + Samples]

Do you enjoy playing solo?

Phil, do you enjoy playing solo?

I do, I really do

Yeah, I do, I really do, because, uh

[Verse 1: milo]

Vitreous, odd fellow reveller, nimbus cloud heckler

Spear chucking warrant dodger, weeping what can’t be said

Pinpoint suffering as accumulated silences

Esoteric, ‘ello tarot, march of errant, the darker parent feeling mellow

Ignant, igneous, meaning heated rock, conchoidal fracture

Dag nabit, abstracted again, Sonny Rollins mohawk-type African

Desertion winks, night few, wet spark plug in pocket

A pop lock it locket, my rage proud and it was good for a while

(Good for a while) chromatic, Ernie enters the spirit realm

Forestry is forward motion, a green horse captures the notion well

God called me by your name again, but I shrugged it off

Caliste apples ain't Macintosh, don’t ask how your mans is knowing

Shingen-ryū, hands is glowing, subtle knife stroke calligraphy

Oh, this old thing, oh, this old thing (this old thing), this old thing

This old thing

I got this other style I ain’t flipped in a while

It go, pure scientific intelligence (with one point)

Quantum niggerish (with one point, it is bad)

Peace lord, ELUCID, AKA “Him-Bad”, AKA “Plant Dadcore”

AKA “Outer Borough Ghetto Fellow Leave Him the Hell Alone”

Nostrum Grocer (Nostrum)

Let your momma know

We got that bentonite clay for the low low

Checking in, when civilization isn’t really civil

And sense is mostly uncommon

I be a witness to myself, lose people

From think tank to thinkpiece

Delinquent, delete, the extinction agenda's now instinct

In the presence of negative peace

By the time you finish theorizing, we’ll be dead in these streets

My blackness is fully operational, watch the birdy flip

Drop, squat, sunken place, strapped with thirty bricks

Bitch, I come when you send for me

No more water, but fire next time