Lyrics Jane Addams - The Palmer Squares

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 grass of your gold pasture
Password code hacker
Broke slacker, class 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 passionate gypsy, ass 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, bitch
I see right through ya, X-ray glasses
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 bitching

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 shit is meaningless
The other half is accurately devious
Ac'll rub a lamp and get a genie wish
Ya'll better believe it bitch, rappers didn't preexist preceding this
Pop pills for breakfast, yo my skills 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 ass
You a vapid lame-o
The Galileo of this rap shit
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 passion is cursin' you bastards
Chi to the Squares like church to the pastor
A merciful cantor so back up off me y'all
I'm bursting with banter