lirik lagu untitled hidden track – atmosphere
sh-t gets tense right before i hence forth
use common sense and don’t bring your -ss up north
built a tall fence, so high you can’t see in
tilt your defense, b-tch; you ain’t hard, you just pretend
the force is much too big, so you can never conquer
f-ck you up kiddie, and once again for the encore
i’m much more mc then you could ever f-ckin’ be
and you thought it was you, but i control your destiny
the a-n-t lays the track for murder,
sp-wn sends the attack with words he insert, blurs the vision
time for the decision; thumbs up, no thumbs down
you should’a known it was us when you felt the shakin’ ground
makin’ sound waves that pave ways to go
it’s not who you know, it’s what you know, so let it go
i got a lot of angles, too many for simple minds to count
yo, you want to tango? you made an offer, you just bounce
the last ounce of breath has now left your body
life now past tense ’cause your rhyme skills are sloppy
you couldn’t stop me, that’s what it comes down to
you cannot rock me, be warned motha’ f-cka’, old school
grabbed by the shoulders
ripped in half like the broken flyers to your show
told you not to try to flow
not ’cause you’re weak, it’s ’cause you don’t freak to speak
with any type of technique from deep inside
i peeped your vibe, it seems to thrive off the sh-t of a minute
but i’ve come to stop the cries and let my feces fossilize
and when it’s hard as a granite rock rock
it was plastic, this planet rock rock
i grab the fastest thoughts to make this planet stop stop
understand the understated
’cause it’s unnecessary to undermind the underestimated, underrated
under one nation of under-achievers,
who undercut by f-ckin’ under the table
under the nose of unbelievers
with that in mind, how do you find the time to dislike me?
b-tch, give me the mic and i’ma gut you like a pisces
what’s f-cked up is i don’t even know you
but we got track left to kill so i’ma show you
and you can show your whole crew
atmosphere
i don’t care if you know me or you hate me
there’s somethin’ in minneapolis and i think it’s startin’ to spread
atmosphere
the m-ss of air surrounding the earth’s surface
‘ey-yo, see you on the next one, thank you for the purchase
hey daley, get the f-ck away from my sister you punk motherf-cker
(intro) i do… i do… i do…
hey wh-ssup, can i kiss the b-tch yet?… i do…
first of all b-tch, i never promised i’d be rich
so f-ck you and your wishes, ya need to do the dishes
and change the d-mn cat litter
i thought i told you to get rid of that crazy cat last week
yo, don’t you get s-ssy with me missy
because i’ll go upside you quickly
but yo, she’s kinda sneaky when i sleep she’ll probably stick me
but it be a threat, and threats make her respond
she probably grew up watching pops beat her mom
and to the break-a-dawn
i could pop sh-t, talk sh-t, hostage to herself
because there ain’t no where to walk; this is the middle of h-ll
you’ve got no job, no diploma
might as well kick it with me and live in hinckley, minnesota
she’s my trailer park chick
with the pop tarts and venison hard liquor to cop a buzz
off the over the counter medicine
the rent is in the mail
b-tch pump the keg
fix the antenna, act your age and spread your legs
it’s my cas-stle, white trash ho
and if i want to i’ll put it in your -sshole
you wanna battle baby? i’ll put a shadow over your sky
now shut the f-ck up and fix me turkey pot pie
i own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the f-ck you gonna go?
go, go
go ahead and call your mom if ya need someone to cry to boo
i guarantee that that b-tch is gonna lie to you
f-ck ya crank head, soap opera, pastries, and diet soda
everything she’ll ever need to know she learned from oprah
you what the h-ll she’s gonna do for you?
that b-tch is stuck too
get off my phone, tell her i said what up, and m-th-f-ck you
and tell daddy if he wants some
to bring his drunk -ss on
i beat that fat b-st-rd with a cast on
ay yo honey i’m trippin
but why you always flippin
dress sl-tty everytime that we go drinkin with my buddies
won’t be long before you carrying my puppies
speaking of which you bleeding yet b-tch?
cause you gettin kind of chubby
yo, where the h-ll’d you put my stash?
better tell me quick fast or catch a foot in the -ss
oh no, you did not smoke all of my pot
if my remmington was out the p-wn shop, you’d get shot
stop, and put that knife back in the sink
baby, baby, baby, why you f-cking trying to take me to the brink?
what you think?
quit thinking and pretending that you’re smart
happily ever after ’til death do us part
i own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the f-ck you gonna go?
i love you
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