The Palmer Squares - Philly Blunt Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Acumental] Rappin' for a pack of smokes and a stick of gum Swiggin' rum 'bout to kick it one time boy A bada** like Billy Gunn It's time to listen up Shout outs to Venice and Philly blunt I spit the funk man I'm too extreme Got a head full of stupid schemes and lucid dreams You find me rollin' up trees and patrolling the streets When I'm flowin' to beats Yo do you know what this means? It means that we ain't givin' a damn We just stick with the plan Spittin' raps at the digital cam Outlaws like Yosemite Sam The dead eyes with the red ones That can see the invisible man Kickin' a jam, yo I clench mics, I'm the best You punk motherf**ers need da catch up like french fries I project lines to your inner ear If ya didn't hear press rewind cause it's crystal clear [Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge] Yo, allow me to speak next loud as a T-Rex Straight outta Hades like a hound dog with 3 heads Surrounded by demons Break through your lame crew like Kleenex It ain't a reflex to squeeze techs when we vexed But read text from a page in my rhymebook Hey yo I'm worth far more words than a picture So take a fine look at this righteous emcee That's what I'm fightin' to be Tell ya boys tighten tha D, stop lightin' the trees I guess I stay defined by my practice While the whole damn country turns a blind eye to wackness Pen in my hand for when I'm ready to jam I sit down cause my mind's too heavy to stand Cause and effect yo Step to the dogs and get ya neck broke Hope the cement shoes don't effect your breast stroke Ya got my best hopes, inhale the cess smoke Glues my feet to the floor and makes my head float