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The Palmer Squares

"Ugly Duckling"

[Intro]

[Hook: Term K and Ac*mental]
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with me
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with us
Always been an ugly duckling so
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with me
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with me
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with us
I'll always be the ugly duckling so
I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck with me no

[Verse 1: Ac*mental]
Survival of the fittest and i'm out of shape
Bout to fire up a cigarette and promenade
'Round the block sippin on a powerade
Sniff a little powder and i'm lifted, livin up in outer space
Nightmarish, tight pair of Nike's
Write lyrics in the back of a pedicab bike carriage
Finna pop, swear to god like synagogue (Simmer down)
The naysayin' winner of the triple crown
So, I don't give a f*ck if you f*cks with me
Term and Ac*mental hit the club with a buck .50
Split the tab down the middle, smack dab no tip
Gonna flip flapjacks on the griddle
Carve letters in your flesh like Haunting in Connecticut
Naughty with the pen i'm rather daunting with the rhetoric
Now we chart climbin rhymin like Paul Simon with Alzheimer's
Our coffin nails are all 9 inch
The all time greats and y'all spineless, lacking a backbone
It's the mad hatter tapping the bat phone
We attack with the immaculate rap flow, apathetic
Unaffected by you petulant fanatical as*h*les, I'm
On the move making bold maneuvers, I control the future like Joe in Looper, A stolid stoner in a stoic stupor
Give a f*ck nevermore and not a moment sooner

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge]
I'm a live wire with tired eyes
Finna' shine brighter than fireflies
From the introduction to the last note, sh*t
Everybody think they Rambo Till' they run out of ammo
Run it up a flag pole and see who salutes it
What if all the teachers and students were equally clueless
Two bit cretins callin' stupid sh*t genius, call a genius a Doofus offer answers to questions that nobody asked
Hip-hop's not dead just Schrodinger's cat
At home in the trap, gettin' bloated and fat
Something's holding you back
So you better do work like an immigrant
Quit pretending that you perfect as a picture, when you
Riddled with flaws and they quick to hit pause or eject
I guess its just the cause and effect
To the flavor that, you'll be kickin'
Have my waiter take it back to the kitchen and
Stick it in the trash bin, drag it to the curb
Crash and burned rapper turned ashes in an urn, turn it up
Sure enough the greatest ever
Sure enough his haters never heard of love
Surface of the earth above me like suddenly i'm dead
Eternal suffering ahead, and nothing but nuff' said cause

[Hook]

[Spoken word: Ac*mental]
Chicago, do you see what I see?
Do you seek a lucrative life in a coup
With luminous high beams?
Eager to feel the night breeze move up your sleeve
While your cruising a side street?
Do you see what I see?
Cause I see the mutual minded, the unusually beautiful psyche Of a mighty few pursuing a pipe dream
Folk's young and old from all over
Big ideas and broad shoulders
Me? I've been here since '88, and its safe to say I aim to stay
CTA to Stanton lake, I take a stroll, attaining goals cause you Gotta break the mold to make the grade
This city is nothing if not productive
Citizens hunting for jobs, punching the clock for dividends
Make no little plans i'm living this, limitless top of the world
Scraping the sky state of mind, uninhibited
I look around and see history
I can feel tomorrow in every day
Cause anything is possible
But nothing in this world worth having comes easy so we work
We don't sleep till the jobs complete
We earn whats ours and when we get it, we share it
Because that's Chicago
City of champions, city of wind
The heart of American character
Paris on the prairie
Have a charriot carry ya closer to the most unparalleled area known
Chicago

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