Napping Under the Echo Tree
Milo Lyrics


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Milo & Kenny Segal Slizz. When i was boxing with Vallejo In Albany Park It…


We have lyrics for these tracks by Milo:


A Day Trip to the Nightosphere I can see the ugly portraits painted in nightosphere But I…
Almond Milk Paradise When I was a boy, I collected old coins I never…
amanecer Anoche soñé con tu cuerpo Tocándome como aquella vez El día …
An Encyclopedia What is that? What is this? What is this? Huh? This…
Call Form In the palace of the peacock, eating the kingdom of…
D.S.A. On the Beat On the Beat On the Beat On the Beat On the…
Don't Stop Me I'll go, I'll go, I'll go wherever you go And I…
Embroidering Machine Bipartisan like bayonet or javelin Would gladly quit if pose…
En Mi Barrio Hoy es el día en que decidí Que me dé…
Folk-Metaphysics I should not sit on this couch and watch Netflix I…
Geometry & Theology A dog cannot lie, neither can he be sincere A dog…
IDK I don't know nah I don't know no I don't nah I don't…
Landscaping What's a selfie, that's not me, that's my ? The path…
Magician My transmissions began when diamond said to coal, "why so…
Make The Crowd Go Just Make Just Make Just Make The Crowd Go Just Make Just Ma…
MAY THE DAYS BE AIMLESS %5Bfeat. WC TANK%5D Dead people don't watch me like paparazzi and there's no…
Mi Princesa Mi princesa no te arrepentirás Yo te necesito Alístate que v…
MILO Debo despertar Yeah Biza, je El M (Bizarrap) Miré mi tarifa…
Monologion I'm gonna learn to write raps in a whisper And dream…
Note to Mrs I remember my dreams I remember my dreams I penned this note…
Omar Don't Scare Aggravated rappers have always got to take their shirts off …
One More Time V1 So nice to see ya Feels so right The stars are in…
Ornette's Swan Song Let me get out my rap display attaché case Huh, [?]…
Pablum // CELESKINGIII What a life under this quilted fleece Where the wilted leas…
Paging Mr. Bill Nunn In the belly of a whale Dilemma like Jan Rodricks A single…
Poet It seems to me that the artist's struggle For his integrity …
Post Hoc Ergo Propter Hoc Taking naps reminds me a whole lot of time travelling Every…
Rapper Yeah One two Uh It's like this Come on Back in the days when…
Salladhor Saan Smuggler We got our first apartment and spent six months in…
Song About a Raygunn Said look at me now I said I made a name…
Sorcerer Ruby Yacht for ever n' ever n' ever n' ever…
Souvenir It's the lazy theologian The clumsiest poet Stumbling thro…
Sweet Chin Music I wanted to hold palaver on U-Stream with Black Gallagher Fl…
take advantage of the naysayer I'm the type of dude to wear a protective layering Preaching…
The Thief of Always Catch me in kitchen with a veggie fajita A dollar bill…
The Young Man Has A Point One, two, in the place to do Here we go I regret…
True Nen before i wrote my first rap i learned how to be…
Yet Another Yah Yah Yah Yah Yet another, American Apparel tomb Feral co…
You Don Sometimes everything seems awkward and large Imagine a Wedne…



Zen Scientist Well there seem to be some misconceptions There seem to, the…


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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Aura

When i was boxing with Vallejo
In Albany Park
It's already dark
And i'm scared of that.
Or was it with Hank Dumas?
In Oakland,
By the lake
Where i openly argued with my fates
Coin purse bulging
Loin cloth bulging
How is it these words are my ointment still?
Measuring years by tooth decay
And ruthless stratagems played in the game of nights
I would describe myself as the Yoshimitsu of Boyle Heights
Most boastful over bowls of rice
Like i'm Caeser with the soul of
It's just a feeling really.
That being that has her being in pointing at what is.
Admittedly,
I stare at her fingers.
Herein defined as that in which Spirit has its Being.
SOULPOWER
SOULPOWER
SOULPOWER
This is the green horse for rap.
I'm putting my money on the green horse for rap.
Listen!
The beginning is the illusion
It is the iron veil conceiling the origin
But here i am
With a key!
This is protected.
Steadfast,
Intimate concentration
I've been gathering
Gathering more and more of the less and less
In the wastelands
Gathering the waning
In my being
Gathering
Everything's constant intention.
That, how did he say?
Gathered, all gathering thinking that recalls.
That devotional organ,
My memory.
I remember.
The riddle written on my ribcage
The eternal recurrance of the same
The Being of all Becoming
The hammer
And the heaviest thought
Banged into absurdity.
I wasted my life microwaving jalapeno poppers.
A love song for whom socks represent eudaimonia.



All comments from YouTube:

Louis Moran

Probably the most beautiful song ive ever heard

Beyond the Surface

This is like a lone walk through nature

Jackson McKagan

Bro this is literal poetry

Semantics Music

Favorite song on the record!

Dungeon

I feel like you could trip on the words of milo while high just as other people trip on psychedelic music.

Maximilian Miller

ts literally feels like its own unique emotion to me

cracks of jupiter

"the vibe is big, the room is small"

Aura

When i was boxing with Vallejo
In Albany Park
It's already dark
And i'm scared of that.
Or was it with Hank Dumas?
In Oakland,
By the lake
Where i openly argued with my fates
Coin purse bulging
Loin cloth bulging
How is it these words are my ointment still?
Measuring years by tooth decay
And ruthless stratagems played in the game of nights
I would describe myself as the Yoshimitsu of Boyle Heights
Most boastful over bowls of rice
Like i'm Caeser with the soul of
It's just a feeling really.
That being that has her being in pointing at what is.
Admittedly,
I stare at her fingers.
Herein defined as that in which Spirit has its Being.
SOULPOWER
SOULPOWER
SOULPOWER
This is the green horse for rap.
I'm putting my money on the green horse for rap.
Listen!
The beginning is the illusion
It is the iron veil conceiling the origin
But here i am
With a key!
This is protected.
Steadfast,
Intimate concentration
I've been gathering
Gathering more and more of the less and less
In the wastelands
Gathering the waning
In my being
Gathering
Everything's constant intention.
That, how did he say?
Gathered, all gathering thinking that recalls.
That devotional organ,
My memory.
I remember.
The riddle written on my ribcage
The eternal recurrance of the same
The Being of all Becoming
The hammer
And the heaviest thought
Banged into absurdity.
I wasted my life microwaving jalapeno poppers.
A love song for whom socks represent eudaimonia.

Atprick B

excellent. out of this world great

The Great Cornholio

"gathering more and more of the less and less"

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