The Palmer Squares - Philly Blunt Cypher 4 lyrics

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The Palmer Squares - Philly Blunt Cypher 4 lyrics

[Verse 1: Acumental] Back once again with a verse for the blunt cyph Two emcees, one love, one life Clever spittin' flames And that's never gonna change In the game 'til they diggin' up our skeletal remains I'm awfully charming You're softer than Charmin Turn off the alarm and Take a walk through the garden The minds of Term and I were designed to merge together We direct the energy, no need to buy a surge protector Call me Forrest, I got wit by the acre A walking thesaurus man I spit what ya favor Ac stay lit like the saber that cut Luke Always down to chug a 5th of Jager and bust loose We take it from fishbowl to the Shed Aquarium The best stepping out like Fred Astaire 'n them These ordinary dogs ain't never seen the veterinarian So if you got bones to pick, you'd better bury 'em [Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge] They've gone and turned the promise land into a shopping mall What happens when they drop the ball and the profits fall? From graffiti on Chicago walls to the patterns at the Taj Mahal We got it all, what's taken is took The brains and the looks We stay in them books Creatin' a hook then writin' a verse I'll leave a legacy of heavily hittin' cleverly written raps When I take my ride in a hearse But rewind and reverse, I'm still in my youth No matter how pearly the gates It's a world full of hate, and I'll fill it with truth Honestly modesty's gotta be the key to prophecy camaraderie A prodigy stompin' emcees when he climbs on the track I got some lucky balls like the lottery It's not the mind that you got it's the spine that you lack On some insane sh**, acid rain sh**, some cats remain stiff When its time to react I could jump a car with no cables Use my mind to turn tables and the vinyl we scratch I be a star like them binary cats Press stop if your chest drops or simply if you findin' us wack [Outro] Me and Seth are blowing up like the d**h Star Rugrats be diggin' my sh**, call me Reptar Rep The Palmer Squares, better respect all that we do Spittin' that raw sh** for you! Where's the beef? Where's the beef?