The Palmer Squares

The Palmer Squares - Spooky Language lyrics

rate me

Actually, I've always had a rather extensive vocabulary, not to mention, a phenomenal grasp of grammar, and a superlative command of syntax

Spooky Language. Produced by Nate Kiz. Palmer Squares. You know what it is

[Verse 1: Acumental]

We take it back to glass bottles

In the Coke machine

Every time I take a breath

I'm converting oxygen to propaline

In the bathroom, door locked with a decoder ring

I pop a dozen Dopamine

And wash em down with ovaltine

Its dramaturgy when I drop a verse

Stalker lurking in the yard with binoculars

And I ain't watching birds

Not a person that could stop me

When I get the urge to dodge a car

Full of officers and dart with your momma's purse

I'm not normal but isn't normal just a question

Of what you're most often exposed to?

In that case normal's zoloft in a cold room

Finna doze off in a closed coffin

Yo I told you I'm an appropriate miscreant

Dopey and ignorant

Throwing a hissy fit

But nobody gives a shit

Cold as a witch's tit

Cold as a mr. pibb

Cold as the shoulder one looks over to pistol whip

Getting lit we sniff blow cut with a pixie stick

Coronas and whiskey

I go from sober to tipsy quick

Acumental studies notes on arithmetic

A pro at linguistics I can vocally split ya wig

Yo we cause the global climate to rise

While most stay blinded I rise and keep my eye on the prize

Like cyclops lookin hard at Ty Cobb's rookie card

High Tops hoodie and my iPod fully charged

[Hook]

That's what I'm talking about

(Spooky language)

I'm running off at the mouth

(Spooky Language)

The gum flapping

Tongue lashing crackas

Wrapping a dutch

SPOOKY LANGUAGE!

[Verse 2: Terminal Knowldege]

Allow me to speak next loud as a T-Rex

Hell's bells I'm a hound-dog with three heads surrounded by demons

Breathing heavily, I could never be beaten

Sing the sweetest melody, call me the heavenly heathen

[Acumental]

You can find my name farthest up the roster

Cause the parlance I be droppin' hot enough to strip the varnish off a locker

We harness all the power imaginable to tower

An amateur flow impostor starring opposite Madeleine Stowe

[Term-K]

When my vernacular bursts I leave the trash at the curbside

The world's got a patch on its third eye

We hit the block and the plot to your story twists

On top, never coming off, call me Morrie's wigs

[Acumental]

Trying to move from nameless

To the A-list

(spooky language)

The type of crew you need a noose to hang with

Truly dangerous

Hotboxin' Studebakers

Watching my hoopty shape shift into a lunar spaceship

[Term-K]

Super ape shit

I'mma crash into the pavement

Turn your fast hand into a sprained wrist

Losing my faith in the game, tryna stay grizzly

You can call me Rudy Gay in the paint bitch

[Acumental]

Another late night

Feeding the Mogwais

Eager to watch the new season of mob wives

Making hits with Nathan Kiz

Waking up the neighbor's kids

Yea they see how spooky my language is

[Hook]

Thats what I'm talking about

(Spooky language)

We running off at the mouth

(Spooky Language)

The gum flapping

Tongue lashing crackas

Wrapping a dutch

SPOOKY LANGUAGE!

[Term-K]

I best warn y'all to back up

'Less you wanna get your flesh torn by the shrapnel

Fruity ass rappers is oranges and apples

The grown up rascal, not warm I'm tobasco

My babe she a big bitch, way beyond blue ox

Vain journalistic, maybe I'm Lou Dobbs

Term's to a beat, craving on goulash

Pockets on E, haters on stugots

Jazz hands, scat man, flaming hot doo-wop

Cheesy ass rappers, y'all came to find Dupont

Who got the herb, knock, do not disturb

Been dead and resurrected (Stop!)

2Pac Shakur

I guess, what can I say that ain't December 4th?

If you ain't a predator y'all should head for shore

We set sail straight forward

Don't be thrown by the red tail, eighth fork, devil horns

Yo, never more, never more, Edgar Allen Flow

Term K settle scores at the talent show

Rap is going back and forth in a palindrome

I get mechanical, and leave a gasket blown

Back fo' mo' and I'm mackin' dough

Volcanic flow, turn you to ash and stone like the Krakatoa

Fresh as a breath of air

Y'all better get it clear

I'm debonair on some Fred Astaire

[Hook]

Thats what I'm talking about

(Spooky language)

I'm running off at the mouth

(Spooky Language)

The gum flapping

Tongue lashing crackas

Wrapping a dutch, yappin'

SPOOKY LANGUAGE!

They're trying to scare and control primitive people.

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