The Palmer Squares, ProbCause & Junkyard Samurai – Golden Gloves

The Palmer Squares, ProbCause & Junkyard Samurai – Golden Gloves Lyrics

Artist: The Palmer Squares, ProbCause & Junkyard Samurai
Song: Golden Gloves

I’m a lodestar when the road’s dark
A loan shark in the Ozark’s
Had to show you who the pros are
‘Cause so far it’s a low bar

What the f#ck? Y’all call that dope?
Hell no, got the wrong ammo
Stay loose like all Hell broke
Number one, called Lil Pope

Y’all trippin’, slip and fell
Flick a nickel in a wishing well
Tippled, sippin’ on Zinfadel
Smoochie gang, we don’t kiss and tell

I’ve been to Hell, infadel
Fit to dwell in a prison cell
Ring the bell, rope-a-dope
Shake them off with Philly shell

Triple G with the uppercut
Covеr up with the gloves and duck
Pound or punch, out to lunch
Powerhousе ’bout to run amok

Here today, gone tonight
It’s fair to say I’m the archetype
Tempt fate, Walter White
Welterweight, never lost a fight

I’m heating up like May weather
Duck and dodge, get chips and dip
Spring in my step like Mayweather
No effort, talk sh#t for kicks

No sponsorships and no co-signs
Had to clip a couple of close ties
Cut me open, overflowing
Off the ropes, get close lined

Hung out to dry, you lookin’ soggy
Wet doggy, you hella sorry
Avenger time, I’m shiftin’ shapes
Call me Jay, you goofy, droopy

Drippin’ all of this Ratatouille
Chef it up like Remy, uh
Hand that made it, I’m Loony Toonie
Roadrunner can’t catch me

And that’s all folks, it’s all jokes
Don’t mean to hurt them fragile feelings
You Downey soft, I’m April fresh
You been a mess, I’m Mr. Clean

Got bars like 〈.?.〉 spring
Spitting gas, need Listerine
You hella trash, can’t mask the odour
Flaky #ss, need Head & Shoulders

I’m a rugrat in a rough patch
Take a tounge bath for a night cap
Smoochie gang go Wu-Tang
Hit your nutsack with a spiked bat

Dang, gang gang’s that don’t bang
Gas in the bath, I bathe in propane
〈.?.〉 lines of cocaine
And if you like UBI, then vote 〈.?.〉

Fanning the flicker that’s making the flames
Stacking my figures and making it rain
Back in the mix and I’m mixing the drink
Give a sh#t what she think and I’m taking the brain

I love it when you try to hate
But you might f#ck with it by mistake
Times up and I’m tired of waiting
Eyes shut and I’m wide awake

Wide-eyed but they out cold
High tide, down slow
Dirty rockin’, birdies flockin’
Dirty, rotten, I’m a scoundrel

Fairly silent, very violent
Octagon with a square inside it
Knock it off or I’ll bury a foot in your #ss
Took it a task, be that

One and only, not the only one
Title holding, fight with golden gloves
We could put you out your misery
The microphone is like a loaded gun

Wagging my finger then using that finger to pull back the hammer
See ya!
Left them for dead, isn’t good enough
Severing their heads is standard procedure

Samurai
Coming out of the killer city
My committee illy better show me money
On some really, really

I’m a scary Jerry
Now who coming with me
Running through your city
On some ditty Billy

No more willy-nilly, nah
Give me, give me
Timmy Timmy Turner, where your burner at?
Surge a seizure with the ProbCause

Add in Term and Ac, that’s a murder rap
No pot to piss, pot to pass
f#ck stop and frisk, we just pop and laugh
Apocalypse Now, I drop and drag a couple dead rappers in my shopping bag

Brough the wrath, I’m off the mat
Y’all looking stupid, I’m 〈.?.〉
Finna put them through it
Call me Butcher 〈.?.〉 a boxing match

Y’all better watch your #ss, get it?
Watch your ass? Y’all ain’t in my league
You could leave the league
Roy Jones Junior 〈.?.〉

The way I dance around the ring leisurely
Hold onto eggs and it keeps me sharp
Right on the edge where I need to be
I’d drop it all in thirty seconds flat

If I hit the corner then see the heat
Believe it, I’m in it, I said and do it
God, I’m punch-drunk
That’s a head improvement

Whether Lennox Lewis or Parker Lewis
I ain’t ever losing , lets get into it
Spread influence while I’m spreading fluids
On a canvas where the reddest residue is

If you talking sh#t well then you better prove it
Knocking on the door to Heaven, heading to it
Yeah!
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The Palmer Squares, ProbCause & Junkyard Samurai Lyrics – Golden Gloves

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Release Year: 2023