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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
[Slug]
I do believe in monsters, I call them officers I know enough to know to keep an eye on how I talk to them Some of ya'll are peace, but even one two many Is still a decent number for the breeding of a beast With no release, she keeps and teaches no remorse More resembling of a thief than a horse Plans long range, attached to some fangs And an arm that's strong, watch the song when they change Nothing's strange, cause you know before you saw it It's all the same, there ain't no such thing as flawless But all I want is a little more security A little more safety, a lot less uncertainty Override the circuitry, the sun is your god(?) Recognize the urgency, uncover your eyes When I turn on the lights, she vanishes, hides But I can feel here essence in the air Acknowledge the night stalker and regard her as a hunter Count the amount she takes from the slumber Summer ain't as hot as you would think Martyr(?) the child that wears the target for the teeth to sink [Chorus] This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This country's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This city's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge [Slug] She lurks in the alleys with the wrong reality Allegiance, honor, keep it all in the family Consumes the young, blind, deaf, and the dumb Drains the vein and puts them under the thumb She's on the television, celebrate status quo Energy, push mute on the remote control Break the beats, shatter the measure to pieces All I've left is the breath and the will to prove the thesis It's difficult to figure out who to fear Gettin' older by the minute, younger by the year Will the hunger disappear, metabolism slow World domination is the goal Now let's gather the kids, and take em' out to the sticks Teach em' all how to live, come take my hand and walk with me Before the vampires lock down the Twin Cities [Chorus] This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This country's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This city's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge [Slug] Through the mud of the evening she trudges The name, the blood is tainted with traces of loveless From up above, truth watches in bewilderment Contemplating how he really isn't feeling it Just another chapter of another moving picture Another after thought looking for a new elixir But if she goes even when she has to climb Out the window, out of sight, out of mind Look out for me below because I've never been on top of nothin' Other than a stove inside a pot of water bubblin' And boilin' between a puzzle and poison Two games in the same toy bin But when my times comes you better beat the drums And aim the guns at the ones that eat the young If we let her, she'll do whatever it takes to survive You don't stop till you take her life [Chorus] This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This country's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This city's a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge [Little Girl's Voice] I don't wanna to go (???) And she's really ugly Check the orphanage... [Chorus] This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge This world is a vampire, she eats her kids Let's hide the bodies under the bridge All of ya'll are vampires, you eat your kids |
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Winter #11 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Fall Number 10 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9 (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[Voice messages from upset girlfriends]
Hey you f**king asshole Hi Sean, I just got finished cleaning some vomit out of my car Sean, I'm so f**king pissed at you I could rip your goddamn arms off and.. Anyways, I don't care, I don't wanna f**king talk to you I don't wanna talk to you anymore I don't know what your deal's been lately, but I f**ked you like 15 times And you just take and take and you just f**k everyone over in the end anyways Okay and number 2, being f**ked up is not an excuse to piss in the goddamn fish tank I'm sick of your bullshit. I'm sick of you acting like you can just f**kin.. Leave a trail of destruction and shit everytime I'm around you and I'm f**king tired of it It's just not cool, my roommates told me what the f**k you did after you got stupid drunk as usual I don't ever want you in my f**king house in my f**king car, anywhere near me It's f**king over, I don't want to talk to you anymore I don't want to think about you anymore, I don't ever want to see you again Even if you don't care, you can never ever come into my house again F**k me? F**k you. Rot in f**king hell F**k you, go f**k yourself You should care, if you give a f**k at all (?) you'll call me Hear me out, don't come f**king crying to me when your world falls apart and you have nowhere to turn, alright? Have a good day ...Already? Already? Already? What'd you call 'em? [Slug] I can't imagine some of the things that you've seen City to city with no spot to sleep I know she will run with opposable thumbs She's trying to overcome all of the maniacs(?) Coast to coast, who knows the most? Age before beauty, sleep before scrutiny Who could it be now, here she comes With an eve(?) of her tongue and the games that she runs Little girl dolls(?) never get lost, pay the cost, embrace the flaws Let her get tossed in the back of a mid-size Trying to look at life through those kid's eyes "Jackpot", that's in quotes Sometimes you gotta let go if you wanna get votes But f**k the votes, I spin towards the clouds A bullet in your head sits still allowed I used to pretend that I gave a f**k Now a do give a f**k, a little too much Let's see what you got Naomi Back view from Missouri, show me little homey |
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
[Slug]
Shrapnel... I can't remember who asked me, but someone asked me How long I thought that I would be allowed atop this trash heap I didn't answer cause I'm tired of criticizing the masses Inspired the support the devouring of the self All the power to the people who dig potholes Placed me in a glass case full of lost treasures and fossils Got a right to be hostile, my love is gettin' gang raped By an army full money hungry crocodiles Quantity is up, market in a flood But the party over here has never steered through this much love I'll take the laughter, but I'd rather have the women Who am I kiddin'? I'll be content with whatever I'm givin' Work for food, rent, sex, money, or water I don't know what else that you have to offer Your first born daughter? No need, already got her She came to the set hungry and left hot and bothered My posse's full of women, computer nerds, and thugs Much to my dismay, I'm none of the above. Someday I'ma be the mack of the minute And you were so damn good I'ma have to forget it Listen to the mimic, it's almost on Drink, tigga(?) hit me with a tall potion(?) Think quick, how much more insult Will it take for me to break your light bulb Shrapnel... [Chorus x2] Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet It's hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target Tug upon a choke chain, travel the code rain(?) Of course I've came to show you shrapnel [Slug] Check your mail, climb your ladder Count the pieces you've managed to gather Does it matter? What are you trying to achieve? Let go of your throat if you're dying to breathe And finally we've begun to make a little progress Ain't a single dock in this river that can stop us Lost in the mix like a feeble(?) over dub Got me screaming at these shippin' till these people know what's up Yeah Slug's back, but his collection of hub caps Caught a buzzin' brought a notebook full of love raps Open the pipes and tuck that voice in I'ma sit on this corner and nibble on my poison Baby once in awhile I find a reason to smile But most the time it's spent deep in denial It's all make believe, I want the cake to eat But this lake's too deep, tryin' to stand on two feet Wonderin' about the thunder runnin' through this blood I try to keep my cool, but the hat fits too snug Study the love, took my degree Shoved it into a bottle, chucked it into the sea Shrapnel... [Chorus x2] Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet It's hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target Tug upon a choke chain, travel the code rain(?) Of course I've came to show you shrapnel Shrapnel... [Chorus x4] Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet It's hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target Tug upon a choke chain, travel the code rain(?) Of course I've came to show you shrapnel Shrapnel...(repeated to end) I am not ugly (reversed) |
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
From the fifth floor, I schedule my meeting with the moon,
Stress, let it go, so it don't completely consume. When the vegetables fight back, and the grass starts to sting, I yell up to Heaven to get me the hell out of this dream. I fell out of my stream of self-consciousness, and I've got welts on my mind to signify all my accomplishments. No matter whose math you use to count to ten, progress will never rest in the hand that has no head. Bought my brain a cane, asked it to be my pimp You know, to make sure I don't stuck up in my f**k-ups. A little over anxious I was to bust nuts, and find the answers making love, out of a canvas full of touch-ups. I dipped my brush into the what, I've wept for, and wonder out loud as I can, how long I've slept for. I should rob a pet store, let the dogs wild, I should close all the schools just to make the kids smile. Seize the limit, let the sky be the moment, but the key to the ignition I'm a ride these doughnuts. And when it breaks, lock the door, walk away, won't be nothing else to talk about, nothing else to say. Chorus: See I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. See I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away... Let's stand on the corner, throw rocks at people, so there's no surprises, written off as evil. I sleep next to women that I don't deserve, they like to hurt my pride, while I work their nerves. Once upon a time it was worth it when the urges get fed, and the purpose finds a path to the surface. Is respect considered a breakfast food, I'm guilty of the type of attitude that wrecks your mood. The truth can be pain, and I hate to do it, either face the music, or get away from me stupid. Super glue it down, now it better not move, See I'm not the best, but I'm in the top two. And I'm not that friendly when this cup is empty, It's a side effect from trying to find the f**ks that sent me. See I didn't just tap it, I was made this way, by the same egomaniac that paved this way. See I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. I'm just waiting for the moment I can break away, the only reason that I stay so I can save the day. See I gave up lying, but I still tip-toe, I'm as stubborn as they come, and I'm known to hit low. If I had a chisel, I would carve out a hole for me to hide in every time the mighty wind blows. Since no one knows, where the hell we gonna go, I'm a stand right here, until the end of the show. I'm a clap my hands, so don't pass the chance, to unsnap my pants, get on my lap and dance. No longer am I mad about the things I don't have, all I'm living for is love and laughs. The last star fighters weapons were rendered useless, So we pulled the scissors. and cut the chord to end this music. |
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9 (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Look at your face When all I could see was myself looking back at me Reflection And all I could do was think about sleeping next to you [Slug] What would it take to make a women like you You a wolf like me for what I really might be Listening to the lyrics only heres what I allow You gotta try and make me testify for here and right now Lets have a confrontation over a cold one I'll give you conversation just to see if you can hold em I play so dumb Because I know some of these star struck small talk art f**ks is no fun I'm the blood type that goes straight for the guns Like before you even spoke already knew what your loves like So what you thinking? Because I'm thinking we should jump into your ocean Let's go girl this ship is sinking [Chorus: repeat 2X] Look at your face When all I could see was myself looking back at me Reflection And all I could do was think about sleeping next to you [Slug] Now there's no reason to lie, I've had a lot of lovers In my reality its impossible to avoid it But theres one reason for life gotta provide some supper Gonna build a family just to watch some one destroy it Do you really think you really wana get to know me better Don't you see the drama Don't you feel the pressure Don't get me wrong it would be my pleasure To sing a song that could remove your shoes and your sweater Bartender let me get a shot of bean Cause this girl over here is trying to get me out my jeans And she doesn't seem to believe i'm just another thief Came to take a piece and make you stutter when you breath Now girl you to smart to be a tour mark Set to play correct from the start with your pure heart And when your all alone ill sing into your phone If you don't know the words you can make up your own The first time she met the devil was at first avenue Went back stage with him into the dressing room Sexy ego trip Taller than expected About six foot three Seemed to thrive on his misery Critical observant big words Sweaty hair sunken eyes and thick nerves She said ill make em smile for the simple fact that he needs it I'll make him smile just so I can kill it an eat it You look like you were built for me You talk like you want to steal my drink You kiss like you already came And that's a lift to pull a line for those with out any game It's like damn baby You know you can't save me But you should still tell your people that your leaving with the band Maybe you can show me your hustle Neither one of us would be so lonely If only you would come over here and hold me I caught you trying to hide your smile behind your glass But all of your secrets become a swing set when you laugh And all of your regrets that you're carrying a burying Don't mean a damn thing if there's nobody to share them with We've been following each other all night now We ought to be all over each other like right now I don't like crowds lets take flight now Cause that face that you make Reminds me of my life now [Chorus: repeat 6X] Look at your face When all I could see was myself looking back at me Reflection And all I could do was think about sleeping next to you "Only trying to find myself inside of you" |
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Fall Number 10 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Fall Number 10 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
[Slug]
Atmosphere... Atmosphere.... Atmosphere [Slug] Atmosphere and maybe you don't like us But of all the stars in the sky believe we're one of the brightest My life is as tright as your favorite rap record And I'm possed with that insight that enables me to laugh better From the last letter back to the A come around my way Out of the wrapping paper with out the f**king holiday Can't never be captured they can toy with my shell But only after they walk on my backwards through b-boy hell From hear on out the sun rises at noon thirty And didn't quit pressing till the whole f-ing room heard me Soon the birdy will fly with or with out the wings As strange as the equator, as nosy as the outscenes Let the poppers pop let the breakers break Make the dj's and the assholes and all the rappers snakes Well most graph writers are wierdos now a days So I hang out with myself and a rafter and a belt Every chapter that I happen to skim Appears if it must of been written by me or the brothers grim And the moral to the story comes equipped with a sting Once again I'm picked for the wrong f**king scene (f**king scene) [Slug] Now I'm sleeping on floors of temporary friends But I'm keeping the store front as clean as I can And I'm sweeping the sky for today's revelation And I'm needing some time and some proper ventillation And I'm building a house for everyone to hold And I'm filling your mouth with the keys to my soul And your spitting me out piece together the puzzle You got to get it all out while your learning how to juggle And the bricks weigh more then they led you to believe Remember never let nobody leave you to believe September was the first time I had to breathe So I learned to hate harvest, started at a trick up it's sleave Not f**king with the jones'es, I guess that I been jones'en so much nothing gets noticed but the mess And I've spoken my stress through and empty beer can And it goes one Minnesota, two Minnesota, three And Atmosphere..... |
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
[Slug talking to crowd]
I'm different because I respect my audience and I don't yell at them... And I'm special because I respect my audience... (Guy in crowd: YA!) SHUT THE F**K UP! [Slug] The way she listen to what the MC said She might as well plug the RCA cords into her head Taking that into consideration, at the center of creation Cats still criticize my frustration raps Well off he goes, come and cop some flows Cross your toes in hopes that I don't climb you like an obstacle Mission Impossible, fishin' in the kitchen sink Ya'll'll fall for anything so what you think this kid'll bring? Poker face, let me hold my place, the name's sake(?) Slug But you? You can call me so(?) grace Open invitation to catch today's ejaculation All across the front of your pretty little apron (Bitch) This goes to those that wanna mouthful of Sean's load Thanks for startin' now you're barkin' down the wrong road Sacrifice plays a part in grabbin' mics from now till the afterlife I'll continue, pass(?) it like I love this f**kin' whore with all my heart And ain't nobody gonna stop me from doin' my part It gave me life, it saved me life, it raised me right So slideshow decide (slide shoulder side), and please hand over that mic [Chorus x2] Who am I? [2nd: What is this?] One of a kind Send em' one at time You're all the same Only separate by kick snares and names Some of ya'll even share the same names So f**k you and your lies baby show no shame [Slug] So point a finger at the sucker that's havin' a good summer Ain't got no bread, no wheat, no Wonder But I got the phone number to this weakness I know Who can put me back together, make me feel whole So take me apart, try to break me down And spend all you got just to hate the clown You can fake the frown, imitate the sound Underworld, worldwide, wide world of underground It goes one little, two little, three little indie rap Headphones, backpack, watch em' all piggy back Switch up my styles, they all complain but see Which kids next year sound the same as me! The same shit, yesterday was like today Only difference is I trust even less of what you say But all in all, I still make the noise I still break the toys, I still hate your voice I still say, 'F**k a major label till it limps!' Put your deal upon our table and we'll show you who's the pimp There is no sympathy for the careless F**k the extra credit, and f**k the demerits Class dismissed [Chorus x2] One of a kind Send em' one at time You're all the same Only separate by kick snares and names Some of ya'll even share the same names So f**k you and your lies baby show no shame What is this? Who am I? One of a kind, one at a time... So f**k you and your lies baby show no shame |
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown, Bad Spring #12 (2008) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[Slug]
(I pledge allegiance to Budweiser and free drugs) Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill Clinton And Motley Crue And anyone else who has ever utilized their 15 minutes Of fame to realize their true dreams of being an Absolute jerk off, just to keep the masses entertained This goes out to learning from the mistakes of others Bring it on now Come on I said come on I said come on [Verse 1] They call me a jerk, once they get to know me But they don't stop calling, they read me well It's no work if I was phony, I'd win a trophy Who needs to make records when there's seeds to sell Freak the bell, and make it all spin crooked God please help, too much grim to look at Grab the tree by the limb and shook it Like, "Have you seen my self esteem, where the hell'd you put it?" Oh wait, never mind, I found it in a bottle Drunk at the Troubadour talking to a model Wrecked the rental on Santa Monica Boulevard I was headed to the El Rey to slap a security guard [Chorus] Rowdy, stubborn, loud and arrogant As American as apple pie and embarrassment Package the kid's face, put it on display Look ma!, another national disgrace Dumb and ignorant, drunk and belligerent Open up your heart y'all, come on and let me in Package the kid's face, put it on display Look ma!, another national disgrace [Verse 2] The liquor gets hold of the head liver's soul Blurry on Sixth Street and Red River Road Last thing I remember was the Ogden Theatre Backstage bathroom making out with all three of ya Kicked out of Topcats... for where I put the vomit at Finally passed out in a laundry mat Malnourished and topless, slurring and obnoxious Like, "Yo, we got this!" The Zodiac Killers 'bout to rock this At the Great American Music Hall, pissin on the box office Pick apart the detail, alcohol and females All around the world same song Houseton and Ludlow, Maxfish, Vampire You poor the beer and I'll bring the satire No prob, I'll play the part of doorknob and make it look So good you're gonna wish that it was your job [Chorus] [Verse 3] It's all about the hangovers, and late checkouts Maid banging on the door like, "Wake up! Get Out!" But Come on mami, y'all probably don't want me comin' Out like a Zombie brushing teeth in the lobby This is a career, not a hobby Ain't no reason to fear what you wanna see Hey paparazzi, don't you wanna watch me quote the Fonzi and then crash his Mazaradi? Sweat pants, t-shirt, mesh hat, blue blockers Feeding Jack D. to a room full of teenie boppers Howdy neighbor, take a shot for flavor Let's debate whether or not we should punch the waiter I'm just kidding, let's love each other It goes lick, swallow, suck, and order another Do what you like, don't nobody care It's a sign of success only in America [Chorus] [Chorus End: 4x] I didn't cooome to start no trouble or hurt no one I'm just heeere to get drunk, party, and have some fun |
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Overcast! (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold (2008) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Fall Number 10 (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7En (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - God Loves Ugly (2007)
Individually wrapped, placed in neat little rows
Becoming A piece, of everything that grows Some numbers, A name, to indicate you played the game Came empty handed and left the same A soul is A soul and A shell is A shell The border in between is full of everything you felt Some cling to A cross because they're tired and lost They leave it up to the weather to measure the cost And everytime I look within I recognize the darkness Familiar to the image of the artist Staring at the bathroom mirror in A strangers apartment Can't remember her name, don't remember how I got here But here I am, thinking about death again Humbles out the stress, helps the breath get in I need to check my friends as well as my next of kin To let them know I love them all to the end And when the soul begins to reap, I think she'll know me from the sleep I keep caught in the corner of my bloodshot eyes And if she has the nerve, to let me dump a few last words I'm gonna turn to the earth and scream 'Love your life!' Love your life, quite cliche but I guess thats me A ball of pop culture with some arms and feet As discrete as I've tried to keep the drama and cancer It's no secret I hunger for someone to feed the answers I never expected a bowl of cherries I'm just a virgo trying to find my own version of the virgin mary And when I let them carry me to a cemetary I wanna be buried with a pocket full of clarity (Chorus) Now, how many times must you prove you're an angel How many more demons do you have to strangle How much longer must you remain in this dream Before I finally figure out if you're insane or a genius How many times must you prove you're an angel How many more demons do you have to strangle How much longer must you remain in this dream Before I finally figure out if you're insane or a genius Let no tears to fall from none of y'all Just remember it all, the beauty as well as the flaws L-O-V-E L-I-F-E Here lies Sean, finally free And as I look across the sea I smile at the sun While it feeds the weeds the nutrition they need The people still breathe, the city still bleeds I'm going to love it to death and keep planting my seeds I'm going to love it to death and keep an eye on the seeds I'll be in love till im dead, I keep reaching the seeds I'll give all I got left just to teach you to read Love life to the death and keep planting my seeds And when the soul begins to reap, I think she'll know me from the sleep I keep caught in the corner of my bloodshot eyes And if she has the nerve, to let me dump a couple last words I'm gonna turn to the earth and scream (Love your life) (Chorus) LOVELIFE (x16) |
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[Flight Announcement]
"Flight 101, Super Jet service for Pittsburgh and Los Angeles will depart from Gate 12. Passengers may proceed into the gate area for checking..." [faded out echoing] [Slug] (Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and bothered Helicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccer A whole lot of love from the target's hide Got a soul looking for a magic carpet ride Environment, perfect for a hustle Many people are distracted by the puzzle And while they're not lookin', the angel got tooken Welcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and booking Do your best 'cause the lesson is love It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up Wake up, and let the sun shine through the smog Free the dialogue 'til everyone believes in God L.A., to some it's hell, to some it's play Pay the cover charge and watch what you say The Barbie doll's caught, body parts come off And I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walks They got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautiful An arm and a leg for a one-story cubicle And if the heat don't beat you, the pigs will Everyone's relaxed, but no one can sit still Los Angeles... I love it, I love it... (Lips Glisten... believe 'em.) "Ooh California highway... California my way." |
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| from Atmosphere - You Can'T Imagine How Much Fun We'Re Having (2007) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
"Keep movin' your body in my direction"
"Let's continue our party everybody by just clapping our hands." [Slug] Colossal, large, big as it gets, massive I'd kill you all if I wasn't so passive Instead I creep off to a booth and hold it solo To study these people, you f**kin' filth Walkin on my fifth, or maybe my sixth Where every women represents the meaning of existence I've no choice but to notice the one that consistently keeps me enlisted Keeps me aware, she has no idea where my head sits And if she did how do think she'd react, maybe double up and laugh? Maybe catch some relief, place wagers on the theories, keep your eye on my trap Emotions speak through me in the form of gratuity Is this enough? Is there an underlying message? Of course - every act deserves a/in response It's my place to watch the one she takes, try to guess it If I could only prove what I really feel Maybe Just, would thrust her into my zone Let's go, like *thump* time to pay the bill Again the waitress and I both drive home alone, where you goin'? |
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| from Atmosphere - Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere Ep'S (2007) | |||||
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
you don't know me
you just left me you don't know me you just left me you don't know me you just left me you don't know me you just left me And he was a man Or so he thought Paid attention to the lessons that he taught Second hand me down blessing She was short on patience Carried person hated every day people The plight of the pessimist Habitual living daily schedule consisted of work Television and sexual moments But some times it gets so hope less When non-sense raises an oct of thought blocks With a firm grasp on the grudge they both clutched in the name of love Fear of the results had push ever came to shove Seduced for fun Produce a a lot of fight Two youths on the run Learning some truth about life And when he stares at the stars he reflects on the moon The time the talks they share walking around calhoon And when she watches the look on his face as he sleeps She recalls every inch as to how it got this deep Now how am I to know you like the way I laugh I can't read the map, no ones ever seen the path? The one you take a bath with is the same on the freeze your path Oh you going out? what time you goin be back? Cause they were two perfect kids In a two perfect worlds Today the part of man and women will be played by boy and girl Lets all take seats Please quiet during the performance Lift her pull her from the orchids Trying to read the script but keep getting trapped in the margins Lift them pull them from the gardens Your horoscope says we should share an apartment Lift them pull them apart from their gardens Now she was smart She grew up with this complex That the people that surrounded her seemed to expect the world And he was tall over six no attempt to predict the fall Though he'd seen it all Until his all became that girl She said she loves the drugs But when she comes down She speaks about finishing She's convinced its the last visit He doesn't know the difference between come and go Just give him one to grow and watch him collapse inside of a half pivot She died her hair black Maybe now she can relax Maybe now the regulars will stare half as hard He wears a old face and beer gut Existence validation printed on the monthly statements That comes from master card He thinks she sleeps to much She thinks he spends to much He thinks her friends are jokes She thinks he's out of touch He thinks she drinks to much She think he thinks to much Its all another phase turning the page in the book of growing up She's has seen a lot of sex He tried to hide his resentment But their wasn't nothing thing left for them to label new But sometimes the obvious ain't simple to see Cause even the time that they killed Wasn't something that she wasnt accustomed too She never comprehended what to make of it He was never quite prepared to study the reaching Together they shared the sacred practices of breathing The weather was fair how ever the hovering clouds weren't leaving Discover the little drama demons that hide deep inside the frame work and live in That congested brain They had old lovers on the side old flames That some how managed to spark regardless of the pouring rains And each time they mixed up the ingredients They'd recheck the recipe to see maybe they written it incorrectly Collect me consume me release me snuggle Two geniuses putting together the pieces to a blank puzzle Every time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my world Every time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my world Every time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my world And every time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my world |
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| from Atmosphere - Sad Clown, Bad Spring #12 (2008) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[CHORUS]
In my Continental Splinter off the mental When you want the best show Never accept anything less Elements of purpose True love from the first kiss Spread it on the surface Sit back and watch the progress [VERSE 1: Slug] T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, how can I learn patience? Planted in the middle and outside of your nation Take the care to build a familiar foundation Speak to the youth that keep the truth sacred Free the, free the good inside your heart Your neighborhood, it needs you to travel with your art From New York to Cali, some day they'll all know Cincinnati, Milwaukee, Chicago Now I've come a long way from the younger days When I used to look up curse words in my dictionary If life's a game, gotta choose a side to play If I gotta pick a position I'ma pick missionary I've had a little bit too much to think tonight But it's cool, I be alright, just make sure that I keep travellin Your reactions only reinforce the previous thoughts You'd feel the distance even if the bridge was collapsin Well, kudos and props and every hollow desire That you could conjure in an instant that it takes to breathe I got my Duplos and blocks and Lincoln Logs for when it's time to build I wait patiently for them to catch up to speed (And I'll be) [CHORUS] [VERSE 2: Slug] T-t-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, show me what you know now Load up your van with musicians and go south Visit Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas Plug in the decks, check the mics, fight the wreckage Keep the, keep the motive in your movement Let em know where you come from and show them how you do it Children are the focus, give em one to grow with Learn em how to take they minutes, turn em into moments See, nowadays cats think they on some next And they sacrifice they voice just to go over heads If I felt as if I had somethin special to tell Why would I work against myself and hide it under my belt? I used to try to lace the phrases with magic tricks Every paragraph needed translation attached to it They saw the style, respected the craft But all I did was confuse em, would try to get em to laugh Painted pictures in the primer, no one got the pulp Found the humor, the anger and the insult Why should I waste any oxygen Tryin to find the in-between-the-lines that they get lost within? I'm out there for the craft, for the cause The laughter, the applause, the passion for the flaws The fact that I'ma draw some heads to what I'm feelin Lift em all up until they try to touch the ceiling Come on and reach the, reach the masses won by singular They hold you and they smile when they feel what you can bring to the Culture and sow it, cultivate the flow with Breath control and he kept it whole, be- Cause piece by piece the picture turns to puzzle If you lose a few those that remain change into rubble Freedom is a word not heard from those that own it Can't fix the machine if you don't have the components (And I'll be) [CHORUS] Cause we're not from this planet We come from somewhere else And you can't understand it Cause you don't know yourself But when the time is right Our path will be unveiled Till then you seek your light While I sit and bite my nails |
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| from Atmosphere - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Amended Version] (2008) | |||||
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from Atmosphere - Seven's Travels (2007)
[NWA airline attendant]
Welcome aboard ladies and gentlemen This is Northwest Airlines flight 7-7-7-7 [echo] [Old vinyl sample] Real love It's the real love It's the real love [Slug] What is history when it's being made? C'mon help me make it, you come here help me make it What is history when it's being made? Girl help me make it, come here help me make it What is history when it's being made? Brother come here help me make it What is history when it's being made? Everybody, let's make it Since 1972-72-72 [echo] [NWA airline attendant (intermittently inaudible)] Please take a moment to locate the exit nearest to you Using(?) in line, cause they may be behind you With our cabin unpressurized at a high altitude(?) during flight We should be arriving safely (?) in dropdown compartment above your seat Neatly pull the mask firmly toward you Start to suck oxygen (?) with the mask over your nose and mouth turn you on your locking strap over your head over your head - over your head [echo] |
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