Текст песни Rabblerouse - Milo
                                                They 
                                                couldn't 
                                                predicate 
                                                upon 
                                                    a 
                                                precipice
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bet 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                Perseus 
                                                but 
                                                less 
                                                merciful
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                thirstiest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Most 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                impervious
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                wordsmith 
                                                gets 
                                                knee 
                                                deeper
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beleaguered, 
                                                his 
                                                burdens 
                                                at 
                                                will 
                                                summon 
                                                purpose
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                weaker 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                is 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Portion 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                pie 
                                                chart 
                                                    I 
                                                share 
                                                with 
                                                tweakers 
                                                wearing 
                                                nylon
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                might 
                                                build 
                                                you 
                                                    a 
                                                worthwhile 
                                                fortress
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                borrowed 
                                                resources
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                front 
                                                door 
                                                we 
                                                painted 
                                                    a 
                                                mural 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                meek 
                                                tortoise
 
                                    
                                
                                                World 
                                                picturing, 
                                                place-making, 
                                                gate 
                                                keeping
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                my 
                                                best 
                                                scheming 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                late 
                                                evening
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                write 
                                                poems 
                                                and 
                                                build 
                                                suits 
                                                of 
                                                armor 
                                                for 
                                                suicide 
                                                note 
                                                authors
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Melungeon 
                                                porch 
                                                monkey 
                                                accompaniment
 
                                    
                                
                                                Got 
                                                caught 
                                                wondering 
                                                out 
                                                loud 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                scrawled 
                                                the 
                                                word 
                                                "discursive" 
                                                in 
                                                cursive
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                called 
                                                yourself 
                                                subversive
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                all 
                                                belly 
                                                laugh
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wrote 
                                                this 
                                                rap 
                                                from 
                                                Mike 
                                                Eagle's 
                                                helipad
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                watch 
                                                me 
                                                dance, 
                                                now 
                                                watch 
                                                me 
                                                dance
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Overconfidence 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                greatest 
                                                enemy! 
                                                SEEYEAAH!)
 
                                    
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