Canned Laughter

[Intro: Various Artists] (Fuck ya circle) Yeah, same punch line (Fuck ya circle) Yeah, Same punch line [Hook: XV] Laugh tracks, applause and hand claps As we hear the same punch lines in all these damn raps Been soft, lip balm, sitcom acts Square, who me? Never been called that Squarian ether don’t play this close to the heater Put some water in the tray and just place inside the freezer Take it out when you’ve made that follower a leader Then throw ice cubes down for the nicest emcee up [Verse 1: XV] Unbelievable L7 believer Since I was next to seven that night that I held the receiver I’m in LA taking a breather when the twins stopped breathing Then I made square in the circle to get over the grieving Or when my grandma passed, and I just kept dreaming That she was like, right there and I just kept reaching But couldn’t reach it, that’s the reason Imma’ shine til she sees it Or til I make it to heaven, and ask “grandma you see it?” believe it [Hook: XV] [Verse 2: XV] Biggie’s demon, I took a weekend to let it sink in Refraining from reaching, the mind state Chris Lighty would think in Eating church’s while my label’s preaching They can’t reach me on the jack so instead they jack reaching Bad reason Have meetings bout’ tracks with wack treatments And acts that’s half decent and bars that’s half eaten Let’s fact check these Rap Genius meanings when it lacks genius Niggas suck, like Sookie's last season. (Laughter) [Hook: XV] [Verse 3: XV] You thought a square wasn’t cool? Threw em’ two ice cubes, Jay said “New Rules” Might bring back jerry curl juice with this fro like Fudge Higher learning like the view of a Dead Poet standing on his chair inside a school Taking shots off the top, like Remy on the roof Screaming fuck niggas I hope you got Aflac, Duck nigga, cuz’ here comes the attack Smooth as orange Julius Caesar under my snapback Gat strap for niggas that be thirsty for an @ back That’s that, the roots to the square that I am Used to rap like 50 cent, now I wrap 100’s in bands The real square root of a key, is 32 grams But when did I expect these dudes to tell the truth to their fans huh? Must have forgot where I am The kid with the green backpack is back to the plan So when I hear these punch lines about squares from these rap niggas They’re the first to remind me, don’t rap like the last nigga I heard this game is like handling dope So the 10 Crack Commandments is the shit that I quote I learned you can’t fix the game if you end up broke Ask Nas, he made Ether, now that camel’s the goat So if you take their breath away, keep your hands on their throat Squarian ether, that’s a more fatal of dose [Hook: XV]