[Verse 1: Acumental]
Check-a, check, check
I catch wreck with the Tech Deck
I'm the best yet, kill a set then I jet, jet
Bet bet that I get get all the props
Find me smoking marijuana crops
Go ahead and call the cops
Shit, they can't do a thing
TPS be the new crew to bang
So turn it up, up
We're so fine and you the rough cut
Hit the edit lab and review your frame
Chop chop, snip snip
Hip hop 'til your lid pop off and you flip
Keep a stiff upper lip when I rap
Pull a trick out my hat
Then I bounce in a Honda Civ
Never on the grid
You're not not gonna see me
We got got what you need need
Pot pot buddha weed weed
Rock rock to the beat beat
From Chicago to DC I'm out for the clean sweep
Be prepared to salute your shorts, lose your drawers
We're gonna run 'em up the flag pole
I be the hip hop poster boy
That most avoid 'cause they be getting punished in a battle
You can't roll with my team
Can't donate a swing
Camp Lo fans know what I mean
Tableau with the theme of a Coppola scene
Get at me
I could show you a thing or two about
How to put a needle to the groove in the record
See most people couldn't do any better than P-Squares
Am I stupid or clever?
Ain't got a clue whatsoever
But everything I do I do to the letter
So take take a breath breath and go
Find me in your tape cassette deck fo' sho'
A brain case, a meth head, a dope
Vacate the room, room
I'ma let you know know

[Chorus]
We did it again, so grab the weed, hit it again
Palmer Squares and we in it to win
So throw your hands up
And if you ain't have none, just jump
Mad love from the back to front
'Cause we did it again, grab the weed, hit it again
Palmer Squares and we in it to win
So throw your hands up
And if you ain't have none, just jump
Mad love from the back to front
We give it up

[Verse 2: Term K]
One one to the two
Spun with the crew
Huff huff a balloon 'til I'm blue in the face
Stay true to the faith of unusual taste with tools of the trade, I
Lose lose control
Move move your soul
Boom boom 'til the room explodes
Sip sip my cup cup
A quick slit, the blunt's cut
The piff piff I puff puff
And pass to the left
Then I ask for the check
Masking the stress with a bag full of cess
From an ounce
To a pound
I'm down at the lounge
Buying rounds for my frowning clowns
Whiskey and rye, get lifted and fly
Drift through the skies
Squinting my eyes
Ignited by the flickering light, criminal minded
Out for the thrill of the ride
Clean clock with a sock full of batteries
The academy cat, finna pop (Yeah right)
That'll be the day
There's fees to pay, cheese to make
G's to rake, weed papes
Lemme lead the way
Stone's throw from the popo
Bring on the heat
So cold I'm froze like a sno-cone
Coke nose and the go-gos
We got the beat
Dome blown from a bowl of the home grown
Opium den, dope in the dojo
Smoke smoke puttin' holes in the ozone
Show boat with a sold soul
Broke broke like a joke, mofo got no dough
Get low with your ass and your hips
Scandalous, smackin' your lips
Term K flick ash from the window
Smooth cat move fast as the wind blow

[Chorus]
We did it again, so grab the weed, hit it again
Palmer Squares and we in it to win
So throw your hands up
And if you ain't have none, just jump
Mad love from the back to front
'Cause we did it again, grab the weed, hit it again
Palmer Squares and we in it to win
So throw your hands up
And if you ain't have none, just jump
Mad love from the back to front
We give it up