The Palmer Squares - Make Silk Purse Out of Sow's Ear lyrics

[Verse 1: Terminal Knowledge] Birds got me hocking game, I'm awful with the falconry Find myself coughing in a fog of shame and apathy Calculating grams, my heart palpitating rapidly Step outside and spit my stomach acid off the balcony Climb a spiral staircase to pour a gla** of agua An ordinary dog, flea-ridden, scratching hot spots Heat spit, like swallowed bottles of hot sauce Leave kids with each limb hobbled and chopped off Get raped and pillaged while you babysit the neighbors' children I let 'em watch to see the awful things that's waitin' for 'em Ungh, meth brain and a sharp wit Ungh, chest pains and a heart skip The aim of a marksman, laze out my target Nothin' left but a red stain on the carpet Moon turned the tide into miles of carnage Smile regardless, cause like Sendai, I'm just a pile of garbage Wild, heartless, vile and tarnished Eyes wide, finna bear witness to the silent harvest I try my hardest not to masturbate to pa**ion plays Remain a castaway and find a vein to lacerate Term's a scatterbrain like a**a**inated presidents You f*ggots need expanded frames of reference, it's evident Blaze up a stogey, straight to my dome piece The replacement for Kobe and H to the O-V Most valuable, plays for the home team Put your words in my mouth and it tastes like bologna The fake hype is phony I cause y'all wigs to flip Raw dogs in to walk the goldarn distances It's the rookies with the veteran status Entering homes just to look inside the medicine cabinets A couple goofy ba*tards, pedaling backwards Lookin' for a b**h to gag on cheddar and bratwurst Body paint a bullseye as my lady ate her laxatives A sadomasochist, I play the tramp, straight up Chaplin sh** Baby face came to drain the milk from the titty To give me anything's like putting silk on a piggy They gone and crossed worthless junkie with circus monkey Sparkin' up an owl on the prowl for the perfect skully Let the urine curdle in my squirmish tummy Watchin' Eddie Murphy in my PJs, shirt, and undies You ain't gon' get no light without the window pane Prolly good advice if you got sh** for brains Most my exes gave the best to they medicinal scripts Or wound up in the bathtub, slits in they wrists On some ignorant sh**, never zippin' his lips If the whiskey dick limp I'll put my fist in a b**h I'm Pooh Bear, you the honey pot I go all in, snowballin' Let me cum swap the money shot Ac shout, "Hurry up and pop with your bomboclat" So I bust and pull my bloody co*k out this youngin's twat Thought it was something good but it's snot Prayers under rocks, P Squares run the block [Verse 2: Acumental] These phony rappers need to wait a minute Or eat an apple with a razor in it Cause I ain't gon' stand for no more plagiarism We're old school, watching Happy Days on Betavision Blasted from the vapors and relaxin' with a case of Guinness I like to puff the magic dragon 'til my brain is lifted Galaxies away from all reality and famed afflictions So naturally I made a living actively creating rhythm Can't you see how rapidly I raise the limit? To save the children you don't need to practice pediatrics Just string your rackets up and swing 'em at the weaker rappers Rub a genie lamp and ask for cheaper taxes While I take a trip to Wonderland and sleep with Alice on a Sealy mattress Illegal habits send my mind to another place I'm high on a couple things and I ain't never gonna change Every day straight madness no joy All work and no play makes Ac a dope boy But, I'm the devil and I'm here to do the devil's work A disheveled jerk but still a Maverick like the jet and Dirk Never shirk a chance to fire up the purple gra** Ac will burn your a** like he spiked the punch with Turbo Lax I drop it like it's hotter than wasabi in a toaster oven Out of sight marauder getting naughty with the post production Goin' nuts I roll the dutch around a Mary Jane Purple berry strain in my lungs so now I'm, cool The rap catapult, cats get smacked in the mandible Leave 'em with a fractured clavicle Damaged collateral Travel the planets so fast make Santa go, "Damn, that's incredible" Palmer Squares, two hippies in a trolley car Wishin' they could cop a golden ticket out the Wonka bar How bazaar Better listen or you'll find a d**h threat at your door Like Whitney in The Bodyguard Who gon' play the Costner part Need to hold a casting call Dismantle all so-called "talent" with the raptor claw I'm dog sh** personified, nasty as hell Better pa** me the L or you can all get lobotomized Defined as erratic, unlawful, and manic I've been caught on acid loppin' heads off with a hatchet Straight from the source, ain't no regulations enforced So I can't stay on my course, translate it I'm lost I reminisce over things that never happened Wait, wait, let me take that statement and retract it Don't wanna sound insane like I'm crazier than bat sh** But it's true, when I see a vertebrae I gotta snap it We fit the cold lampin' Caucasian demographic That'll cater to the ma**es 'til they're layin' in a casket A paper thin attraction to my old life Hate to stay attached to it, cause now my only pa**ion is to hold mics Your man's got them flows that the fans wanna quote Term and Ac grandiose kickin' jams for the folks Cause I propose your invalid approach Is a sham or a hoax or a practical joke You can tally the votes, Acumental by a land slide Got the whole world askin' when I'm gonna pa** by But you can't hide from TK and Ac So just keep them hands high until we fade to black Keep 'em up (Motherf**er) Yup [Outro] It's like a hundred and four bars From these future stars called The Palmer Squares Ungh, s** a dick (That too) s** a dick and stuff, what? It's like uhh (We gotta run, f** 'em)