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the palmer squares - consistently inconsistent (the dome blown anthem) lyrics

[verse 1: terminal knowledge]
knowledge is the truth and a scholar never knew sh-t
unless he used it to start a revolution
the problem is you’re thinking that you’re part of the solution
when you’re just another motherf-cker caught in the confusion
i’ve always been a nuisance
offering his two cents
prophecies of doom
or an optical illusion
audiences boo, shorties holler in amus-m-nt
i oughta get a clue i don’t know why the f-ck i do this
so, place a wager if your middle name is danger
a caper simulated by the syncopated strangers
who been flipping weight to imitate the syndicated gangsters
didn’t make much paper so they didn’t make the papers though
solicit favors from administrative traders
the great dictator finna liquidate his haters
finna wake the neighbors when i hit the baby maker
hit and leave a crater you can dip and thank me later, ho
slash a swisher with a shaving razor
pack a granny smith, or hit a baked potato
prescription medication keeps the populace sedated
keeps them locked up in their cages with their conscience on vacation
the apocalypse awaits us
take shelter from the flames of h-ll
and brace yourself for a face melter
straight sweltering heat when i speak
welding the beat like a blacksmith
creep like a catholic priest and i feast, peace

[hook]
my clique is consistently inconsistent
blissfully ignorant and sufficiently insufficient
boss hog but -ssistant to the -ssistants
lost cause, the ambitiously unambitious
my clique is consistently inconsistent
blissfully ignorant and sufficiently insufficient
the infancy of an infantry
get at me in a minute
officially unofficial, explicitly inexplicit

[verse 2: ac-mental]
i was dropped as a baby so it’s possible my logic is crazy
but i been contemplatin’ opulence lately, uh
lobster filet side of pasta with gravy
awaitin’ the day i can buy my moms a mercedes, nah
you can spot me with a bottle of bailey’s
phrasing language in a way that makes stenographers hate me
am i obstinate? maybe
not james in vertigo
played the verbal role but they gave the oscar to sp-cey, yo
i go from docile to hostile to angry
to constantly banging my noggin on the top of the table
truly bizarre, a student in the musical arts
but i’ll be d-mned if i can hold a note or tune a guitar
i stay k!lling myself with these bottles and packs
but what’s packed in a bottle keep me calm and relaxed
swallowing tabs of oxy in psychology cl-ss
i’m highly advanced
vibing to the vinyl we scratch
i’m a psycho and a sycophant
a sicko and a psychopath
reciting raps sipping liquor out a wine carafe
inclined to laugh at the debauchery
chicago where mi casa be
the coppers on the block be steady watching me
i pop a three like boom goes the dynamite
shoot jumpers kinda like kukoč in ’95
you say it’s good to be alive
i say it’s bad to be dead
so who knows if i’ll survive in the end
it’s like…

it’s the dome blown anthem so roll yo gr-ss up and smoke more ganja
pack some, don’t let the roto p-ss ya, better slow yo -ss for the po-po catch up
it’s the dome blown anthem, so don’t hold back, baby, throw those hands up
don’t know jack, get your mojo back, finna scold yo -ss with the molten magma

so the moral of the story is that you cannot factor the sum of two squares

- the palmer squares lyrics

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