The Palmer Squares - Stay Stupid (feat. Rebel Legato) lyrics

[Intro] PSquares, uh Rebel Legato, look [Hook: Rebel Legato] Take your backpacks off Make way for abstract thought Nah, scratch that Stay stupid, never gon' break through it Blaze two spliffs, I'm ready to make music Take your backpacks off Make way for abstract thought Nah, scratch that Stay stupid, never gon' break through it Blaze two spliffs, I'm ready to make music [Verse 1: Acumental] We stay reppin' the definitive force of brilliant dorks Equipped with witty retorts and hideous thoughts I'm a villain of sorts, storm in the criminal courts With legal papers and a signature forged Write a verse, then I split it in fours Acumental never gonna slip, upper-lip stiff as a corpse I'm on some other sh**, different than yours I puff piff on the porch Crash boards, run, dribble and score We been increasing our velocities Yeah, I'm Socrates My credo sure to make you tinkle in your boxer briefs Future honorees to the hall of fame Learn the Palmer name to reaffirm it isn't all the same Watch and listen - Eat it up, raw botulism Term and Ac personify the opposite of optimism Topplin' the competition more with every minute Floor it in a Honda Civic getting head...on collision Boom bap, moola stack like a super pac Ac free the goofy rap trapped in his doodle pad The sang-froid southpaw run his mouth off Shout and the crowd gon' howl like a hound dog Bounce, a lot of cats lack the know-how Cash the bowl out, call Ac Pat in Roadhouse I'm grown now, fast to throw down so get off him I'll pound you for talking without any caution You clowns are exhausting, Downey to Boston My outfit will put you underground in a coffin So dig it like ditches, vilify snitches Committing high crimes, then I k** the eye-witness And flee with the murder weapon, the verbal urban legend Wielding an ax, taking swings 'til you learn your lesson Ac and Term are getting constant props Nonchalantly, you're not gonna top this notch [Hook] [Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge] A company product, run the country like a business Stomp your guts out, got your blood up on my kicks, b**h I'm out to breech the nucleus, with possibly The stupidest posse since the operatives at Ruby Ridge And what we're shootin' won't be shown in theaters Coming soon only if the coast is clear Now wait and have some patience, the moment is growing nearer Finna take a dose and go make some wacky faces in a broken mirror Look, if looks can deceive I'm rooted deep And p**yfooting through secret pathways and tunnels Bushels and trees, the ashtrays a jungle Cats can't wait to stack papes and bundles It's funny cause we broke, and all we talk is spinach Money just a joke, and most of y'all don't get it A no-brainer, sort of a dope slanger Furthermore, my word is aborted with coat hangers Hid behind the curtain, sniffin' Tide detergent The type person, you think you been living with Tyler Durden Swimming through piss and sh**, plenty of different physicians Written a list of prescriptions to fix his conniption fits Been struck with lightning, eyelids flutter like bu*terfly wings, I'm up until the sun is shining Impaired sight from the parasites biting me Likely to eat a hole through my motherf**in' stomach lining I think I got your undivided attention I'm hittin' ganja as I ride with my henchmen Forgive me father, I've been robbed of a pension Not to mention I'm flipping product at the comic convention I'm an ordinary dog, you oughta tether me Measure me top pedigree, never be not ready to pop Stop, hit the wrong chord You better knock it off Getting on-board for the rocket launch Plotting all these harebrained schemes, give me airplay Students of the new school have not been taught what fair game means Apparently y'all have crossed the bear Everybody and their momma rockin' with The Palmer Squares So this is their day [Hook]