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Lend Me Your Ears
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The Palmer Squares
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Hands up Hands up, uh Put your hands up Uh, hands up Put your hands up Can you reach to my level? Speak of the Devil and we appear Please lend me your ears, I wanna hear ya Please lend me your ears And anyone who object, you need to step to the rear Now put your hands up Can you reach to my level? Speak of the Devil and we appear Please lend me your ears, I wanna hear ya Please lend me your еars There's plenty of blood to bе shed between the sweat and the tears Hands up Yo, we only rhyme for young ghouls No time for dumb fools Inclined to run jewels Your mind is numb Ac'll add insult to injury Invoke my kinfolk and tiptoe to victory Loquacious when I quote phrases (Hands up) Low wages, I'm annulling all my loan payments A lone ranger, eating Lo Mein I'm low maintenance, bringing the heat for cold cases We roam aimlessly to unknown locations Seeking gung-ho ovations So don't hate, but stow your donation Known to flow great but hold up bold language I'm a verbal Adonis in search of a goddess David Berkowitz honoring the Church in the process God bless the merciful profits We're surely intoxicated Shirking all our personal problems I speak falsehoods, my tongue utters deceit So that said, I'll succ*mb to defeat Yo, I can feel when something rumbles beneath I'll leave you stuck in your seat What do you see when you're studying me? Do you see a huge clown with a drug habit Usually unraveled, choosing the bunk [?] Well, absolute power corrupts absolutely Puff, pass the doobie Dub sack and a Lucy Hands up Can you reach to my level? Speak of the Devil and we appear Please lend me your ears, I wanna hear ya Please lend me your ears And anyone who object, you need to step to the rear Now put your hands up Can you reach to my level? Speak of the Devil and we appear Please lend me your ears, I wanna hear ya Please lend me your ears There's plenty of blood to be shed between the sweat and the tears Hands up Yo, I've been expected to lose I've given every excuse I've mixed the reds with the blues I'm really never amused You truly the living dead with the cigarettes and the booze Gotta conduct the show if we blow electrical fuse The intellect is a ruse It takes but a loose screw to unravel you Who's who and who just new to the avenue? No one knows what it do The flow is 100 proof You holding on something borrowed I'm holding on something new There's not a lot to believe in Not a logical reason Why we should be alive and I find it kind of intriguing Why require a meaning? Why even inquire? Why we preach to the choir is why we find it appealing I could drive up the walls I could crawl on the ceiling Trying to clot the bleeding in my abdominal region I provide what they needed Try to counter the offer You could dive in the deep end I could walk on the water Not in the least bit Shocked by the treatment Contrary to popular, all my beliefs is Fly like a G6 and crash it into a mountain 'Cause I don't give a f**k like Janice in accounting, turn it up This clown isn't actually 'bout it They in need of a plug, this happens to be an outlet Call the fashion police for these rappers that need an outfit You babbling when in fact it's an action that speak the loudest I'm out
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