Lyrics Broken Wax - The Palmer Squares

I heard your mix tape, It′s a load of trash
I'm skipping over tracks, like some broken wax
Like some broken wax, like some broken wax
Like some broken wax, like some broken wax
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These cats got no flair, got no pizzazz
Brush my hand through my hair when they go for daps
Leave em hanging like a shoulder strap, Faded when I smoke a bat
Rubbing on your lady, got her soaking wet
I′m the hope for rap, peep it on your mobile app
Finna peace and hit the Mickey D's up for a mocha frappe
Holy crap, searching for the keys to my corolla
Can't leave until I hold em, Ac skeeting on the vocal track
Yeah I′m Joker status, can′t control the madness
Fast to go bananas, hit the sack with no pajamas
Pack a bowl and pass, bag a ho and smash
I'm spilling yogurt on her cozy pair of yoga pants
Ac-Ac own the freeway like the Real Rick
Bet the freak shit I say′ll make you feel sick
To your stomach, who you gonna pray to and kneel with
I kill shit, ain't no one afraid to reveal it
Cuz I′ve been told it's art, I′m fly as Joan of Arc
It's going down like, meet me at the lowest part
I take a broken heart and break it more
Ac'll put the city of Chicago in a state of war
Yo I′m raw cause I′m raucous, Obnoxious
You the boss? Bitch, I'm the boss in charge of the bosses
Cut your losses, I′m nice with the hogwash
So youy every effort to suffice is a lost cause

These hotshots don't know the half
I told your ass that we top notch
Gimme scotch rocks, put the soda back
Leave broken wax on the phonograph
Grow the grass, mow it, stow it, roll it, smoke it
Choke and hack like I′m Luca Brasi
Not gonna stop 'til I′m folding cash like illuminati
Fact into fiction real quick, Add hash to the mix and grill it
Catch your breath, I'm a master chef in the kitchen fixin' skillets
The malicious militia, got a couple pretty bitches finna stick it
Plus, just as many swishers to twist up
Vicious as Sid was, throw discs out the window
While I gun it past speed signs in a busted-ass Nissan
DGAF, these cats mean harm to the kneecaps
These dogs need a flea bath, please, offer me feedback
Keep walking a clean path, Maybe I′m lost in the green pasture
Lady Madonna, wait for the prom, with your noggin beneath the sand
Sweet as the blackest berry, weaken my adversaries
I chief kief, keep weed in my capillaries
Call bluffs, y′all just a bunch of spineless punks tryna run amok
Finna talk tough when you walk up and sucker punch a blind kid
You wondering what the time is? Patience is a virtue
The object of the game is to hurt you, promise
Word to god in the church of Satan
We go HAM, y'all turkey bacon
See what happens when you perpetrate?
Leave fecal matter on your journal pages
Repo man, no, Terminator
Burst into flames, sure as rain, Terminal K in a Sherman Tank
Regurgitating regurgitation while the purple haze be percolating