The Palmer Squares - Elevator Music lyrics

[Verse 1: Gradient] Y'all rappin' clowns that are rappin' now better Consider immediate retirement Can't make it in the rap school when There's a writing and reading requirement Ain't found that wordplay, or rhymin' ability? Try and acquire it Y'all sound like Earth Day Recycling lyrics, save the environment But I turn off the cruise control and I roll like drivin' manual cars But I can outrap you on a bicycle too Don't you know that I can handlebars? Yup Tell me that I need to rehearse? I consider that libel I don't think you could get any worse when y'all Couldn't spit a verse if you were chokin' on the bible So consider this an Exodus from your rap career The Revelation's next and it's Not lookin' good for you So bow down and respect my ¬new testament Thou shalt not k** this sh** I'm the only murderer, man you know me Motherf**er, you're not tight You flop like Manu Ginobili My rhyme's like Kryptonite So don't pick the fight when I grip the mic I'm steady kickin' it, burnin' it, put your sh** in a tourniquet Then I make a blackout like I flicked the light Got nothin' on me like nudity This rappin' sh**'s not new to me I'm stackin' bread, not gluten free, so What the f** you gonna do to me? [Chorus] It's elevator music, yeah that's elevator music All these rappers online sound like elevator music It's elevator music, yeah that's that elevator music Y'all are boring all the time like elevator music [Verse 2: Acumental] I got witch hunters in Burkittsville Big numbers and a urge to k** Bump 30 milligram Percocets To the dirty version of Purple Hills Find Ac on the blacktop in a red coat like Cliffjumper A piff puffer like Chris Tucker Chug whiskey then skip supper Let's go over the basics We're dope and nobody hates us Vocal homeostasis So all the homies go ape ish Your tape gets played in elevators while I'm playin' Sold out shows at Reggie's next to Record Breakers Catch me later [Terminal Knowledge] What it be? What it is? Nobody gets me at all Throwing sh** at the wall (splat!) Just to see if it sticks Puffin' tree in the whip, roamin' the streets Keep that weed smoking aroma He don't even know what it mean like mesothelioma Iconoclastic squadon Finna max the profits I got some narcotics stashed in my pockets And a wad of cash in my sock Just keep calm, be nonchalant Commandant and phenomenon Sleep in a coffin, call me the Count Reach in your pockets all the way down Bottom line: if you f** with our clique, I'm not surprised Who wouldn't? You pushin' a large abundance of redundant garbage And the problem lies behind your plot to economize As opposed to open your chakras wide A conscious mind is not a crime Stone Age philosophies fossilized [Chorus] [Verse 3: Gradient] So when I pick up the mic I'mma use it well And I'mma think of a rhyme I can truly tell Is gonna shake up the status quo in this hip-hop sh** And now you're knowin' that when I spit I'm itchin' to get in a position To show a coward that I can brawl Fire Emblem the entire section I'm overpowered like Ike in Brawl I smash flows, then I play a little game of Super Smash Bros Unmatchable and I lack foes ‘Cause everybody's too afraid to attack, bro! So I tell a hater, like Gary Oak, “I'll smell ya later” Risin' up and I'm excellin' greater When I'm ridin' up in my elevator And I'm out