The Palmer Squares - Elements of Music Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Term K] Casper the mean Ghost Keynote speaker here to breach Ground Zero Cheap shot hero Peep my steelo Feed thy ego In fact, I eat whack emcees on wheat toast I reek like weed smoke Real suave, rico Free ride, sweet home, the C, not greenbow Teeth of a wolf underneath my sheep's clothes I need not fear no wannabe Don Vito We know y'all been waiting real long to hear those Beach Squad creeps on a beat by E.O.Mpty pocket hop head Drop dead lethal Not yet, sleep mode Holy Moses I don't suppose that these my people Creep show, slow as a tree sloth, three-toed Go fast, blow past, speed like D Rose We bulls wobble but we don't fall down Either keep your mouth closed or close your mouth Got 'em fiending for the crack sh** Ayo I'm tryna see cash that sees the ceiling when I stack it If you appealing to the ma**es, you really need to practice Rap's gone soft, rap's gone soft They breed p**ycats with Pavlov's dogs Bark like a bad cough, gnaw like a rat Stand guard, hand scarred from the shards of a gla** jaw I say naughty things with mommy in the audience Call it what it is, false and fraudulent The sorcerer's magic, yo this rap sh** is Normandy Either storm the beach and be a corpse beneath the foreign seas Save grace of free speech Gave praise to the mainstream, dank weed, cable TV Yo, these gentlemen, leave knees trembling Fill the envelope but don't crease the Benjamins Out for the guap, we the stoogie brothers We the doobie puffers We them stupid f**ers getting zooted No cool kids, just outcasts and rascals raising which ever roof we under The booming thunder leave a room in silence Blockhead, Chestford Apostle No, big head, live next door to Rocko Today's credit that's debt for tomorrow So play dead or just step forward pronto [Verse 2: Acumental] Last name Voorhees, first name Jason Got the game laced better shape up and embrace it We go ape sh**, rock a set, ganja head Blaze piff but I'll knock you out like mamma said I'm a boss like Anthony Danza be Dance at the jamboree wrapped in a tapestry Yo fans go MAD like the magazine Clapping they hands for me Ac with the pansophy I'm out to slander you whack emcees We can't live in harmony So fall back, I'm a real motherf**er call Ac Jimmy Darmody Go so hard body numb when I flabbergast No holds barred, top rung in a ladder match Take a weed nap then I smoke a loosie "Believe that", like I'm quoting Blue Streak To recap you weak rappers don't amuse me I'm a, nocuous nuisance bruise any doddering doofus and his crew and I properly do this Your squad is a clueless posse of two-bits Well, if the shoe fits, you got some new kicks Ac appear in the atmosphere And when I leave you gon' ask a peer what the f** happened here? Cause I'm a racketeer, run amok, crack a beer chug it jump from a jet plummet, no landing gear So stand clear Uh, I bring the heat like hot plates I bring the heat like Bosh, Wade, LeBron, or Juwan H So don't blink when I'm on stage Or when I'm backstage, yo my name Ac like Pat Saj' Apocryphal rappers are nominal status I'm 'bout to wallop you so drop the malapropism habits I got the, ominous antics of a hollering savage Like Ozzy to Sabbath, surrounded by madness Yo I act kind of like Black Dynamite, mack a b**h Or Malkovich, In The Line of Fire, snapping necks Smoking squares like we shot ourselves Acumental rock the bells and throw chairs at the commonwealth A shape shifting, Palmer-Parallelogram Well in hand, yet there ain't no telling where I'm headed man Every damn day, looking forward to the next Known to let the jam play from the morning 'til I rest I was born to be the best, but something went wrong I'm morbid, I'm depressed, and I'm too f**ing headstrong Too pernicious, find my words vicious On a covert mission so mind your own business ...b**hes