The Palmer Squares - Interstate Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Term K] I'm a ma**ive nitwit Tad bit masochistic Masking this, it's Stanley Ipkiss Snap like a twig I'm a stick in the mud Scratching a itch, it's in my blood Family business Back to the planet I'm lifting it up, Atlas Give me some love Lazarus in this b**h Lifting it up Advocate to the devil The issue was settled I'm ripping through metal like tissue I wish you would b**h And you wish you could Bet you wish you took time to rewrite Everything is looking quite dreamlike Seem like I'm tripping I'm tipping like timber wood Never hit what looked like a peak Might mean he a victim of victimhood What's good [Verse 2: Loud Mouth] I'm dead set on a million Even if a brother gotta do dirt I'm blasphemous you can ask a b**h Got a AK aim it at a church And I run around on that same block I'm a hard knock b**h I [?] And I can't swerve, got the lane locked Make the streets flood when I gain stock Plugged in Juiced up Y'all motherf**ers sweeter than a fruit cup f** 2 Chainz, keep 2 guns I'm a bandito I'm ruthless Talk and I'll leave your a** toothless dog You can't speed in a whip that got loosened lugs Your main b**h on my line tryna do some d** That's what it's like I be feeling like Lucifer [Verse 3: Acumental] I'm a grouchy grinch Eating chips on the couch while I pout my lips Try to figure us out and you're bound to miss Bound to pound a fist on the ground and wince, ow So go about your biz Every clown finna get broken down to bits A thousand kids crowd around the whip While b**hes bounce they hips to the sound of this, yeah The midnight oil been burning So I see a lot more heads turning Now you best learn how to hang with us I'm dangerous Yo what could make an angel blush Wow I run through your town f**ing astounding Come for the crown Then I'm gunnin' you down Quit futzing around I'm puffing a cloud while you stuck to the ground, wait Have you ever tried weed before? Blew smoke? Stephen Dorff Shoot loads like Peter North There's a new hope I can feel the force Long-winded Keep it short Bong hits and a ouija board Watching season 4 of The Peoples' Court at a ski resort out in Singapore, what? There's no reason for it Feeling higher than an eagle soaring Used to clean the floor at a convenience store now I'm deiform A king is born My cerebral cortex been thinking more My team and yours on the brink of war Been living like a runaway, Lita Ford I'll lease a Ford Figo and flee the fort