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Cory and Steve react along with our good friends Dillon and Kim to The Palmer Square's Song "Mumble Rapper".
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Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Acumental & Term K]
You can find me smokin' hydroponic Hawaiian ganja
With Hiawatha high on ayahuasca
Wilin' out while I drive a Mazda
Hit and run like I'm Mike Piazza
Wait, did I say Mazda? I meant a Hyundai Elantra
I wake up and align my chakras
Meditate then recite the mantra
Militant, rank and file
Give an inch, I might take a mile
Limitless when I'm in the mix
Don't flip that switch, don't change that dial
People say I'm fly
Still flippin' scripts 'til the day I die
The pagan child of a wicked witch
Lemme dig a ditch, y'all can stay a while
I'm a born achiever
Got a key for the gatekeeper (Sigourney Weaver)
See me on Corden performin' "Free Bird"
Ridin' four deep in a Ford T-Bird
A bird in the hand, two in the bush
Burnin' up all the blueberry kush
Used to run with a crew full of crooks
But that life ain't cool as it looks
Feelin' bold as a cup of Folgers
Rich aromas, pungent odors
Club promoters don't plug my shows
I never stick my nose up or shrug my shoulders
I just made a shocking discovery
On how to break up the monotony
I got a bottle in front of me
Might need a frontal lobotomy
Suddenly nothing can bother me
Honestly, man, I just had an epiphany
The flow is a magical mystery
Insult gets added to injury
Yeah, give me cash on delivery when I deliver the goods
I live in the woods like Kathy in Misery
Studying history, hittin' the books
The American dream is apparently fleeting
So inherently fairly misleading
Contrarily very appealing
Smokin' a square while I stare at the ceiling
It's terrible, various people declare me to be a nefarious fiend
If you got it on lock, I'm Harry Houdini
I'll bury your team, prepare for a beating
The fetid competing grammarian
Playing for keeps, I'm greedy and arrogant
You don't meet the criteria
Finna pull up in a pumpkin and leave in a chariot
Acumental the egalitarian
Reading a parable, speaking Sumerian
See me earning another demerit
24 carat, I eat vegetarian

[Verse 2: Term K]
I really don't think you should pass me the fifth
Drink the whole thing when I ask for a sip
Give me an inch, I'm taking a mile
Shit-eating grin, stop making me smile
Ride into battle like Johnathan Rambo
Tobacco and piff is a spliff? Lit
The instant I hit it I have to go shit
Takes me a while but I'm back in a jiff
I'd owe you my life if I had one to give
Psycho, I'm crashin' the whip, whip
No need for swiping the magnetic strip
Micro, I'm hackin' yo' chip, chip
Having some dip and I double
Smackin' a bitch in the bubble, the bubble go pop
Laughin' and gigglin', bustin' yo chops
Stackin' my chips and I double the pot
Ha, that's when the chucklin' stops
You losin' the bet, better yet I was bluffin'
I'm duckin' the ducks with some goose on my breath
Lucifer said you should run from the cops
Who gonna catch me? I'm wondering not
You never said you'd be stuck in one spot
Doesn't matter, climbin' up the ladder
Not a mumble rapper, I just mumble a lot
Mighty ambitious, caught in a cycle that's vicious
Oughta been mindin' your business
Sparkin' a fire ignition, start to revise your revision
It's usually wrong to be right
Confusin' the bark with the bite
Confusin' the dark with the light
Step in like Reggie, the presence of mind
Had plenty of time to get used to it all of your life
Martyrs who died for religion charted to higher positions
Always rely on your instincts, always defy your own limits
Awkwardly eyein' my victims, I'm
Quite bored, out of my mind in a psych ward
Swallowin' pride in pill form
We all got somethin' to die for
We all got somethin' to kill for
Kill more than General Kilgore
Ain't never been on a billboard, ayy
Won't ever be on a billboard, ayy
Fetuses comin' out stillborn, ayy
Fill up my head full of chemicals, ayy
This kind of thing better left to professionals
Turn up 'til you couldn't measure the decibels
Turn 'em to eunuchs and sever their testicles, what
[Outro: Term K]
The fuck is up, ayy
Turn up 'til you couldn't measure the decibels
Turn 'em to eunuchs and sever their testicles, ugh

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