Artist: Jesse Abraham f/ Premonition Album: Bars & NoBull Song: Word of Mouth Typed by: JesseAbraham212@gmail.com [Verse 1] Bounce to the word of mouth Announce what you heard about Down for the Count with the One, two Turn em out Run through Burn em down Unscrew Turn around Undo One truth Son, you the unpigeon holeable Washin dishes in the kitchen still spittin quotables Lotsa vicious wishes which is real when you're notable Flowin off the handle, hold a candle to my rhyme Install the solar panel so my clan'll get the shine Blind to the facts you're not touching the machine With that eye-chart crisp flow, trust that I can see I be the Peter Parker who doesn't need to conquer Eat a piece of bark and a marker and never see a doctor Well I be the scene rocker Switch up flows like Fina Aqua Prem Rock, every drop inside my liter's proper We could feed a pumpkin eater something sweeter Country bumpkin puffin cheeba doesn't need a vodka What [Verse 2] Jump down Turn around Lemme see you Rock that Jump down Turn around Lemme see you Move Move, jump down Turn around Pull it out your top hot Jump down Turn around Pull it out your shoe Shoo fly with the wings of a Nike I might be spiky like cleats Clean like a white tee Bring it to your psyche The minstrel of pen strokes Ten-four good buddy, show it to your kin folk En Vogue told me to free my mind But you're never gonna get it What's the reason why? Well the reason why I Xscape by design While raising up the rates, change the shape of the sign I'm an octagon Here to stop The calm I'm the Parthenon You're a soccer mom I'm a hopper like Dennis playin tennis I'll show a 40 love I am heavy like Guinness C'mon [Verse 3] Get down Show em how Onus to the dopest owl Right now Say it loud Ain't a time to joke around Appropriate opiates spoke colloquial and broken down Copious odious moments cozy with loneliness now Bumpin Thelonious Monk, funk got em open with style Who bit the holiest cow? Unceremonious I'll be acrimonious stay away from the phoniest Wow Open court Gavel pound Holdin trial Gather round Battle grounds Hey hey Hope we don't blow it now Throw a pound slow it down one thing that I noticed how Can I try to grow the seeds of my life with a stolen plow? MetroCard bitch, that's how I'm rollin now Yes yes rollin on the up and up the golden child Settle down buttercup I don't think you can hold it now Got too many rhymes you can't empty me In my DNA is an MP3 Put the key in, say, "Open sesame" Open say you Closing says me