The Palmer Squares - Jane Addams lyrics

[Terminal Knowledge] Rappers shout fire when I spit, call me inspirational Ya'll mistake it though, my aim is to inspire you to quit Climb up to the tip, a fall from here would break your bones Or better yet, it'd divide you in to bits on impact My syntax is big bad wolf status Give me a break like, Kit Kat's old advert Zig zag rolled, pack of matches and then I blow cancer Grown man with low standards and rogue tactics Toss the lit match in the gra** of your gold pasture Pa**word code hacker Broke slacker, cla** clown joke cracker Roast master, smoke stacker, toe tagger No laughter, I'll destroy a creator Voice of the hater, choice of the taster Void of a savior, call it Anti-Christ music Your boy bad to the bone, and he slice through it Jive speech when I ride beats Four deep in a five speed, six speed Spit 'till my lips need chapstick A pa**ionate gypsy, a** kicking dick weed Ask Ripley's Believe It or Not Term be the Great White Hype Daylight bright and equally hot So make the beat drop P-Squares blaze the weed crop Beware the P-Squares taking cheap shots Bleed out the blue blood, re-count the moola I want cash flow like cream on Kahlua Be bop a lula, the king like Elvis My supper better be ready if you ring my bell, b**h I see right through ya, X-ray gla**es If you reach the last chapter, I'm the next page past it Turn it up A twisted slob gripping his knob, but he's not pissing Ogling a flock of pigeons with my optics Terminal Knowledge steady licking shots like Scott Pippen What you want wit it? We all live within a thickening plot Ay yo I spit it to the tick of the clock, so stop b**hing [Accccccccccccumental] Yo, members of the proletariat, we're so delirious The co-conspirators, up in ya ear, I hope you're hearing us Cause if you ain't listening, I go Snake Plissken I go Blake Griffin I'm OJ Simpson I rotate rhythm, great when I shift my shapes, so don't hate Cause I'll turn your whole face crimson Cocaine sniffing, see the snow flake glisten We be acting up inside the studio, James Lipton On point like Oblio and Arrow, dawg You're just a clown, get your rodeo apparel on Homie, I'm the paragon of brilliance About to roll a marijuana cigarette to share with my affiliates Yeah it's rare to find a set of kids similar Pencil tip scribbles tend to get us gigs in return Now we got the whole house rocking, Jane Addams Drop insane raps, hit the couch and play Madden Pocket change adding with his fingertips Half this sh** is meaningless The other half is accurately devious Ac'll rub a lamp and get a genie wish Ya'll better believe it b**h, rappers didn't preexist preceding this Pop pills for breakfast, yo my sk**s impress You haters couldn't catch the Nilsson reference, bet Do your research, get to the basics I'm fresh with the language, I'll vex imitations Yes I'm bodacious, pent up rage, never been up staged Man, I'm destined for greatness You? Cats forget what your name is Face it, Ac is straight amazing while your faction is prosaic We be more enticing than a bowl of ice cream I show dopes the ropes when I flow precisely Woah, I'm shiesty Might be a tad loony Packing afgooi in the back of a black ruby I view life as a whack movie I'm Danny Trejo, a bad a** You a vapid lame-o The Galileo of this rap sh** Lay a hater on his back quick Can't get labeled as a half wit Ac spits center of the earth heat Better than your first drink, my evident objective is to merk beats Absurd speech from a wordsmith Worship the master, cause you don't want to flirt with disaster My personal pa**ion is cursin' you ba*tards Chi to the Squares like church to the pastor A merciful cantor so back up off me y'all I'm bursting with banter