Lyrics Keeping Dumb Square - The Palmer Squares

Before we talk about factoring the sum of two squares, let's do a quick review
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Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep

I'm trying to make cake like bakeries
Playing off the same type vagaries I mimic on my late night jager sprees
Basically I've been surrounded by delirium
Expounding all my lunacy and frowning in the mirror
I'm mysterious
Greet peeps with a grin
Three sheets to the wind
Grim reap what I sow y'all
The road dog, speak heat to my kin
Breathe deep soak it in
Take heed to the most raw
We got spirit, like Mike in the Frighteners
Can't fight the urge
Take flight when I write a verse
The head honcho, trots in his moccs' and a poncho
Found throwing rocks at your household, duck
Ac make the crowd go buck
When this shit goes down yo, the sound goes up
Chicago blood stay pumping through my ticker
It's the company that doesn't need a gun to shoot a picture
I'm Fincher, David
Snitch and catch a fist to the face kid
Instrumentals mix with my language and boom
Turn your place to a grave or a tomb
Been scribbling inscriptions for days in my room
Constructing an ill verse, thumb flicking filters
Slamming these Lambics, and chugging these Pilsners
I'm at it again, got a pad and a pen
We keep dumb square (what)
It's Term and Ac for the win

Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
P-P-P-P-Palmer Squares for the Win
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
P-P-P-P-Palmer Squares for the Win

Put your ego to rest (sleep)
I don't believe the hype
Cause most likely the hype be placebo effect
It's like I'm sayin
The game is dominated by impostors
Lying, trying to wind up nominated for an Oscar
Public speaker, puppet like cousin Skeeter
They wasn't feeling it, I'm like fuck it, I wasn't either
Nothing but an underachiever, under the bleachers
Rip the dutch of it's guts and fill it up with some reefer
Thumb sucker, shutting his peepers
Just another troubled teen fronting on some rugged demeanour
Instead of running, I just wonder what's the big hurry
Cause every one of 'em is motherfucking cringeworthy
I'm a pampered suburban, graduate searching for work
Surfing the idiot box, scratching the surface
At your service, though I'm hid beneath rocks
The pastor at mass, Terminal's sermon will shatter the glass
Just don't ask me for the purpose
The blunt-toking cut-throat radical insurgent in the gun smoke
Let's see the weaponry
Empty the Tech in me
Clammy and nervous be the MCs that step to
P-Squares
Better beware
Of the vernacular, word
Ac and Term getting prepared
For a doomsday
True dat
Threw back the boom-bap
That new crack got you cats high for like two straight.

Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keep-keeping dumb square
Keep-keep-keep-keep-keep
P-P-P-P-Palmer Squares for the Win
P-P-P-P(who you finna try?)

This thing is on so shut the fuck up!