Picturesque by The Palmer Squares Lyrics
[Verse 1: Term K]
My mind got a mind of its own
Spend most of my time on the phone
The rest of my time at the crib
Laying in bed, crying alone
I'm in a dark place right now
I harbor a lot of resentment
A shark in the waters infested
And bartering's out of the question
Started to call me the best since
They done sliced up bread and shit
I come from a place where you make a wrong turn
You might wind up dead and shit ay
The city put hair on your chest
He isn't gon' share with the rest
He is an embarrassing mess
Meet women and stare at the breasts
Bet
I'm a real piece of shit
I'mma kill the beat and dip
No even split, I want 60-40
Smoke weed kick it
Watch Rick and Morty
White people shit like
I plead the fifth
Can't pay the toll
We'll make it home
Won't play the role
Might read the script
You finna make it happen but I'm saying that you gon' lose your edge
Might get burned if you play with matches
Fuck a praying mantis, don't lose your head, they
Think that I'm losing my flow
I'm losing all hope
Can't think of a movie to quote
Hey man bring me a stool and a rope
You bet I'll abandon these bitches
You bet I'm a man of my word
Who never done swam with the fishes
Who never done ran with the herd
Ay, I'm a real piece of garbage
I'mma kill the beat regardless
I'mma fill a cheap cigar with reefer
Spark it, reap the harvest
Uh, free the market
Can you imagine imagining that?
Leap the farthest
Plan an attack with Vantablac and a lead guitarist
Taking it to the limit
Fame is the new religion
Maybe you do what needed doing
And hey, maybe we do what didn't
[Verse 2: Acumental]
I'm going in like a lamb and out like a lion
I'm loud and defiant without even trying
Term and Ac overpower Goliath
How does it feel to bow to a giant
We're allowed to be outwardly violent
Bound to arrive at the sound of a siren
I'm out of my mind in a crowded asylum
Shout because I don't know how to be silent
I just wanna be somebody sane
But some people say that we're stuck in a game
I've been stumbling drunk in the rain
Stubbornly making another mistake
I wonder if nothing is real
I can show you what's utterly fake
No trust for a snake
P Squares make the earth rumble and quake
Break ground like I'm snipping the ribbon
Got a hand on my hip and I'm dippin'
Not a fan of insipid opinion, derivative rhythm, or indignant women
Look
I've been equipped with a vision
Flippin' the script til I'm kickin' the can
Prohibit the limit and scribble a written
I'm strictly forbidden from giving a damn, uh
Somebody throw me a bone
I do the polka when nobody's home
Sippin' roca patron out in Boca Raton
In Reynosa I'm known as Cabron
Yeah, you're a bundle of sticks
Burn you alive like I'm hunting a witch
My lucky number is six-six-six so humanity doesn't exist
Took awhile to finally scare me
The maniacal child of Mary
Sore high like a wild canary
Good alibi, I rely on it rarely
Nevermind what you seen before
I'ma keep it live, no prerecording
You're prehistoric, I'm meteoric
You're mediocre
Please be doper
Let me know, do you smell the aroma?
Got home and I fell on the sofa
Watching telenovelas, Kimmel, Conan, Leno, Letterman, Ellen, and Oprah
Acumental the venomous cobra
High on edible medical doja
Mach 10 when I jet to the hole
Like Durant with the roll over Dellavedova
I'm a felon with federal loan debt
Fed up with feeling inferior
Fed up, I'm eating my cereal
Making futile attempts at atonement
I been known to resist arrest
I get depressed and forget I'm blessed
Dispossessed of sufficient rest
P Squares in the flesh, how picturesque
How picturesque, bitch
My mind got a mind of its own
Spend most of my time on the phone
The rest of my time at the crib
Laying in bed, crying alone
I'm in a dark place right now
I harbor a lot of resentment
A shark in the waters infested
And bartering's out of the question
Started to call me the best since
They done sliced up bread and shit
I come from a place where you make a wrong turn
You might wind up dead and shit ay
The city put hair on your chest
He isn't gon' share with the rest
He is an embarrassing mess
Meet women and stare at the breasts
Bet
I'm a real piece of shit
I'mma kill the beat and dip
No even split, I want 60-40
Smoke weed kick it
Watch Rick and Morty
White people shit like
I plead the fifth
Can't pay the toll
We'll make it home
Won't play the role
Might read the script
You finna make it happen but I'm saying that you gon' lose your edge
Might get burned if you play with matches
Fuck a praying mantis, don't lose your head, they
Think that I'm losing my flow
I'm losing all hope
Can't think of a movie to quote
Hey man bring me a stool and a rope
You bet I'll abandon these bitches
You bet I'm a man of my word
Who never done swam with the fishes
Who never done ran with the herd
Ay, I'm a real piece of garbage
I'mma kill the beat regardless
I'mma fill a cheap cigar with reefer
Spark it, reap the harvest
Uh, free the market
Can you imagine imagining that?
Leap the farthest
Plan an attack with Vantablac and a lead guitarist
Taking it to the limit
Fame is the new religion
Maybe you do what needed doing
And hey, maybe we do what didn't
[Verse 2: Acumental]
I'm going in like a lamb and out like a lion
I'm loud and defiant without even trying
Term and Ac overpower Goliath
How does it feel to bow to a giant
We're allowed to be outwardly violent
Bound to arrive at the sound of a siren
I'm out of my mind in a crowded asylum
Shout because I don't know how to be silent
I just wanna be somebody sane
But some people say that we're stuck in a game
I've been stumbling drunk in the rain
Stubbornly making another mistake
I wonder if nothing is real
I can show you what's utterly fake
No trust for a snake
P Squares make the earth rumble and quake
Break ground like I'm snipping the ribbon
Got a hand on my hip and I'm dippin'
Not a fan of insipid opinion, derivative rhythm, or indignant women
Look
I've been equipped with a vision
Flippin' the script til I'm kickin' the can
Prohibit the limit and scribble a written
I'm strictly forbidden from giving a damn, uh
Somebody throw me a bone
I do the polka when nobody's home
Sippin' roca patron out in Boca Raton
In Reynosa I'm known as Cabron
Yeah, you're a bundle of sticks
Burn you alive like I'm hunting a witch
My lucky number is six-six-six so humanity doesn't exist
Took awhile to finally scare me
The maniacal child of Mary
Sore high like a wild canary
Good alibi, I rely on it rarely
Nevermind what you seen before
I'ma keep it live, no prerecording
You're prehistoric, I'm meteoric
You're mediocre
Please be doper
Let me know, do you smell the aroma?
Got home and I fell on the sofa
Watching telenovelas, Kimmel, Conan, Leno, Letterman, Ellen, and Oprah
Acumental the venomous cobra
High on edible medical doja
Mach 10 when I jet to the hole
Like Durant with the roll over Dellavedova
I'm a felon with federal loan debt
Fed up with feeling inferior
Fed up, I'm eating my cereal
Making futile attempts at atonement
I been known to resist arrest
I get depressed and forget I'm blessed
Dispossessed of sufficient rest
P Squares in the flesh, how picturesque
How picturesque, bitch