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letra de unlistenable (demo) - the palmer squares

[verse 1: term k]
check, 1-2 like buckle my shoe, brah
run ’em up, caught ’em like “what you gon’ do, huh?”
the scuttleb-tt, the hoopla
the gossip, the rumors
been coppin’ since kindergarten
hey, arnold- “it’s not a tumor”
sock it to ya, hollering hallelujah
i’m godly, watch me rock your body like medusa
pockets on e, just tryin’ to stay alive
if they want me to take a dive then that’s how it’s gotta be
term dive into the deep, not scuba
he just needs the moolah, boxed in
oblong, kind of like medulla
what the f-ck is everyone apologizing for?
elevate your mind, occupy a higher floor, ward
honest to god like islamist jihad?
probably not, my mamma taught me better
used to give kisses and hickeys
now i’m slippin’ b-tches mickeys
while rockin’ the cosby sweater
cotton or polyester, i
got the best herb, the stickiest, the ickies
in the windiest of cities
living infamy, i pity the fool
privy to cruelty, stupid and silly
just do it like your civic duty
f-ck shoes, i run it barefoot
or i run it in muddy timberland’s
punish for unforgiving sin
my prayer book burning in the moonlight
pale like your passion in comparison
term turned to a turtle
tappin’ tambourines, a terrapin
station, think he totally overrated
closely associated with n0body close to famous
tell fabrications of the truth, he’s only human
self-flagellating just to prove it
two-bit quasi-intelligence
not gonna excel
walking on egg sh-lls
he stomps like an elephant
watching his step
every breath that he breathes is a curse
term turned from an mc to a jester
beneath the circus tent
been a nervous wreck since birth
i sure as heck am certain of that
yep, every word of it’s fact
listen, learn and reflect
innocent, never guilty
prisoners of the present
we’ve been and forever will be
i’m h-lla filthy, yet, often misconstrued
walk until you lose your step
or sit in constant disillusionment
ought to get a clue and get included
been dropped on your head
hip-hop is dead, you’re talking to the eulogist
with all respect due, we set a precedent
behead the president and sh-t down his neck
move through the tesseract
in between dimensions, get this
me and my friends is just some goonies with a treasure map
the bed-wetter and the meddling pest
the bet-hedger, the degenerate hex
the trendsetter finna settle his debts
better yet, measure to stretch ’em
mc escher with an etch a sketch
get high and laugh like the cheshire cat
stems, caps and doobie
ten tabbards of lucy
and a partridge in a pear tree
who is he? the lucid dreamer, a super senior
finna pop another cherry
used to play a lot of hookie
now i work for your amus-m-nt
ate your mamma’s p-ssy
got the herpe sores to prove it
i’m a dog, woof
barking up at the moon
could hardly get through the room
‘fore the audience started booing
what a loser
[verse 2: acumental]
yo, your mom blows dudes for two bucks
i’m proof that you suck
by tunefully inducing goosebumps
by coop’s souped up on deuce dubs
too astute, your clan never had a clue like ku klux
i’m never not ill
receiving emmy nods for every set i’m on
and reading teleprompters like i’m teddy koppel
belly-flopping off the top rope
it’s the anomaly, an oddity
exotically professing proverbs
h-lla proper, call shotty in the helicopter
acumental hopping out the chopper like i’m kevin costner
get baked, burning betty crocker
the blessed father of a demigod
watching how i met your mamma
see, i was pouring henny on her at the benihana
hosting barbecues with jeffrey dahmer as the guest of honor
on strike like keitel in clockers
the confetti popping, peddy foggers
still flexing with eleven dollars
find me sparking an l at millennium park
telling myself, my head and my heart is what set me apart
but it’s hard to excel when defending a felony charge
got plenty of harlots steady caressing my genital parts
i’m jimmy darmody sparkin’ a cig at barnaby’s
arguably k!lling bars, now it’s harder to live in harmony
y’all some carbon copies of incompetence
i recommend you stop with all the cowardice
and conjure up some confidence
i’m a true detective, tryin’ to find carcosa
high as judy jetson in a flying car, coastin’
through the sky, dark lines into my eyes, no hibernation
sippin’ ipa, sepaline ideation
’cause we been spreading like aids in the 80’s
amazed everyday, i see arrays in the ratings
uh, i wanna raise some mercedes in the rain
cut the cables to your brakes
try to stay up in your lane, please
i’m a snake hawking venom, a dog
with kennel cough and a chainsaw
we setting it off, so take a walk
i drank all the medicine, call the medic
i’m so throat, i might ralph
waldo emmerson
y’all could tell it’s all adrenaline
term and ac from the school of hard knocks
let us in, a menacing nemesis
heavy-handed when i handle competitors handily, chicanery
you see, i’m rather intelligent, plus
my vocal patterns are notably over-saturated
with a dope vernacular poetry, oh, i’m mad creative
these most defecated multis are mostly fabricated
leave folks decapitated, behold the wrath of satan
i’m known to chatter with hoes at the local tavern
grope a clan with no potassium, homie, i go bananas
die hard but old habits control me
cognac and a stogy
i’ve been [?] go clack in a trophy
smartest guys in the room since the lupe fiasco
burn through the cash, roll
two dice and pass go
what a monopoly
yet, another mockery made
keeping the population shocked and afraid
’cause they murder kids, michael brown
ferguson, burn the whip
torch the scene, henry glover
chris dorner, christy mack
war machine, armored tanks
riot gear, the fear monger pioneers
kelly thomas, kelly cops
keep hoping that the madness stops, grab your glocks
ac’s droppin’ atom bombs, i hold it down
eric garner, choke him out, patrol the town
no indictment, global crisis, isis
tamir rice was only twelve
hey, but what do i know?
it’s a fine blend of white guilt and goodwill combined
half-hearted when we climb up them foothills, right?
[outro]
sit your sorry ass on the ground
sit your sorry ass on the ground
sit your sorry ass on the ground
sit your sorry ass on the ground
until you stand for something
until you stand for something
until you stand for something
sit your sorry ass on the ground
until you stand for something

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