Word lyrics

by

The Palmer Squares


[Intro]
You expect us to go off your word?

[Verse 1: Ac*mental]
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 depressants
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
Indeterminate 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 myna 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 lead foot
Wrote my first rhyme in a 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
High octane in a low octave
I got pain that I hold hostage
Clambaking the c*ckpit
Halfway to the cosmos
First name, Sweet Home
Last name is Chicago
Word, word
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