XV

XV - Canned Laughter lyrics

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Fuck your circles, yeah, same punch line

Fuck your circles, yeah, same punch line

No squares in your circles, that’s all I hear

Laugh tracks, applause and handclaps

As we hear the same punch lines in all these damn raps

Been soft, lip balm, sitcom acts

Square, who? Me? Never been called that

Squarian ether don’t play this close to the heater

Put some water in the tray and just place it inside the freezer

Take it out when you’ve made that follower a leader

Then throw ice cubes down for the nicest MC up

Unbelievable L7 believer

Since I was next to seven that night that I held the receiver

I’m in LA taking a breather when the twins stopped breathing

Then I made square in the circle to get over the grieving

Or when my grandma passed and I just kept dreaming

That she was like, right there and I kept reaching

But couldn’t reach it, that’s the reason I’mma shine till she sees it

Or till I make it to heaven and ask, “Grandma, you see it?” Believe it

Laugh tracks, applause and handclaps

As we hear the same punch lines in all these damn raps

Been soft, lip balm, sitcom acts

Square, who? Me? Never been called that

Squarian ether don’t play this close to the heater

Put some water in the tray and just place it inside the freezer

Take it out when you’ve made that follower a leader

Then throw ice cubes down for the nicest MC up

Biggie’s demon, I took a weekend to let it sink in

Refraining from reaching, the mind state Chris Lighty was thinking

Eating churches while my label’s preaching

They can’t reach me on the jack so instead they jack reaching

Bad reason, have meetings ‘bout tracks with whack treatments

And acts that’s half decent and bars that’s half eaten

Let’s fact check these Rap Genius meanings when it lacks genius

Niggas suck, like Sookie's last season

Laugh tracks, applause and handclaps

As we hear the same punch lines in all these damn raps

Been soft, lip balm, sitcom acts

Square, who? Me? Never been called that

Squarian ether don’t play this close to the heater

Put some water in the tray and just place it inside the freezer

Take it out when you’ve made that follower a leader

Then throw ice cubes down for the nicest MC up

You thought a square wasn’t cool?

Threw ‘em two ice cubes, Jay said, “New rules”

Might bring back jerry curl juice with this fro like fudge

Higher learning like the view of a dead poet standing on his chair inside a school

Taking shots off the top like Remy on the roof

Screaming, “Fuck niggas!”

I hope you got Aflac, duck nigga ‘cause here comes the attack

Smooth as orange Julius Caesar under my snapback

Got strap for niggas who be thirsty for an at back

That’s that, the roots to the square that I am

Used to rap like 50 Cent, now I rap 100’s in bands

The real square root of a key is 32 grams

But when did I expect these dudes to tell the truth to their fans, huh?

Must have forgot where I am

The kid with the green backpack is back to the plan

So when I hear these punch lines about squares from these rap niggas

They’re the first to remind me, don’t rap like the last nigga

I heard this game is like handling dope

So the 10 crack commandments is the shit that I quote

I learned you can’t fix the game if you end up broke

Ask Nas, he made Ether, now that camel’s the goat

So if you take their breath away, keep your hands on their throat

Squarian ether, that’s a more fatal of dose

Laugh tracks, applause and handclaps

As we hear the same punch lines in all these damn raps

Been soft, lip balm, sitcom acts

Square, who? Me? Never been called that

Squarian ether don’t play this close to the heater

Put some water in the tray and just place it inside the freezer

Take it out when you’ve made that follower a leader

Then throw ice cubes down for the nicest MC up

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