Lyrics Expressions - The Palmer Squares , Will Is Chillin'

If the expression on my face ain't blank
The expression on my face say Stank (Face)
If the expression on my face ain't blank
The expression on my face say Stank (Face)
If the expression on my face ain't blank
The expression on my face say Stank (Face)
If the expression on my face ain't blank
The expression on my face

Say Chillin'
Young tinder God
Been the guy to get the job done
Whether in the thought or notebook
If most my raps were in the genius
Decrypting all the quotes would
Take a few centuries to get it even close to
The original, when I bend a flow
You should get a coat, a scarf and mittens, bundle up
My verse next level still sound dumb as fuck
Dumbed down flows stay on the up and up
Run amok on any bunch of underpolished gems
I blend a rhythm in the pen form
Knock the Stinky Face crew such a blunder luck
In jeopardy you should knock on the cargo of a lumber truck
Would you really wanna risk it?
That's a whack pun
Lately all I hear is fiction, where's the facts son
The stars align when I start a line
For the next beat is fresh meat how I sharpen my teeth
Forest fires when I'm sparking my tree
I might be my last name, slut
I'm anything but, a dome capper
I'm a dope rapper
Shut the front door
What should I even cuss for?
When my riddles split you down the middle like a bus door
It's frosty ... slut

Oil in the gulf, blood in the foot hills
The one that just stood still got boiled in a cauldron
Hunting for good will and going hungry
Toil in exhaustion I'm just in it for the money
C'mon everybody
They spayed and neutered the masses (oops)
They make maneuvres to capture your mind (Truth)
They say the future is past us (Poof)
A stain removed from the fabric of time
Now we playing tennis without a net
Got a razor's edge running down my wrist
A negligent optimist
Haters left in astonishment
Raced to the database to erase every document quick
They say that knowledge is a weapon that can offer you protection
Like a mafia connection
You can also wind up buried in the desert, I'm well aware
So spare me the lecture the effort is barely measurable
So you better get it clear
Pay no attention to the fear
They throw a wrench into the gears
I'm bending your ear like a bar fly
'Til I barf and lie in a pool of it
Gargle and die like a fool, it's Term

I'm Biggie, Pac meets Iggy Pop with a hint of Onyx
A bit neurotic y'all sit in shock as I pick your pockets
Citizens missing wallets, visibly vitriolic
I twist the chronic and fizzle out sipping gin and tonic
Idiotic kid with kidney polyps kissing collagen lips
Of college chicks while I fondle their tits
Skip and frolic through the Hollywood Hills
We stomp the yard with Sydney Pollack's avant-garde cinematography skills
I'm like Aladdin with the magic
Finger fuck Jasmine in the hammock
Write a rap and ride a raft into the rapids
Snackin' on a cactus
I casually massacre scholastics
As I clap along to Cappadonna classics
Captain Morgan flask up in my jacket
I go marching with the ants (Hurrah hurrah)
This shit is madness get your brackets up
Master of the galaxy
Basking in the majesty
Miraculously hatch another plan to make a masterpiece
I nag, pester and poke
The class jester with jokes, so laugh
Yes I draft excellent quotes
It's Ac Mental, ask Webster, I'm dope
A tad pestilent known to clash, wrestle, brag, menace and gloat
The sad sentiment grows
Can't mend a bad temper, see
The glass half empty, tap Pepsi and Coke
It's all the same
Conduct a lab test for results
If you don't believe me
Acumental got professional flow
So when you see me