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the palmer squares - word كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
you expect us to go off your word?

[verse 1: acumental]
yeah
ponder the past, never question the present
incessantly second guessing every sensible lesson
lamentable, yes
i’m a tempestuous peasant, a pestilent person
urgently ingesting the presence
so when the moon resembles a crescent
let me illuminate the room, b_tch, i been iridescent
impressive phonetics, possessing unrelenting obsession with letters
certain death is when you enter my presence
swervin’ downtown on the inbound track
found sippin’ crown apple out a big brown bag
my unreleased sh_t make my new sh_t sound wack
my new sh_t’s dope though, so what you think ’bout that?
yeah, ac’ and term never taciturn
crash and burn, headin’ southbound on a pachyderm
dark passenger with a coat, don’t act concerned
spectacular flow, you can’t discern
the assertive assassin lurks in a bushel of basket fern
in search of another universe circling captain kirk
in determinant terminology, worthy vernacular
i’m a virtuous prodigy, not a word that i haven’t learned
so, class adjourned, i’m a graduate now
preposition, verb, adverb, adjective, noun
how elaborate, wow
term and ac’ enamor the crowd
that’s the word, ask a bird, he could pass it around

[verse 2: terminal knowledge]
baboon howl at a half_moon, i’m so sick
cats move bowels in the bathroom, no sh_t
don’t pick fights that you can’t win, throats slit
don’t live life in the past tense, has_been
i think i deserve a standing ov’
stabbing holes in the status quo, i’m tryin’ to strike a nerve
violent urges, how you survive the purge
always trying to get the finer word like a minor bird
my spine is curved and it kind of hurts
treat a tall order like it’s shorter like it’s simon birch
we won, tree stump of a redwood
greet a speed bump with a left foot
rumor first, rhyme in the sketchbook
now i write rhymes in the textbook
autograph signing the checkbook, word
sound of silence, i never settle
learned a lesson i already learned, i guess i never learn
higher octane in a low octave
i got pain that i hold hostage
clamp bake in the c_ckpit
half_way to the cosmos
first name: sweet home
last name: chicago
word, word

- the palmer squares

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