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ATMOSPHERE lyrics - To All My Friends, Blood Makes The Blade Holy - The Atmosphere EP's

Until The Nipples Gone

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[Slug] Ninety-nine bottles of ink on the wall Stare at the stars, blink and they fall Stand tall and shrink, small Maybe they all fell asleep at the mall Y'all not clear what to call a career Stop the bus, I'm hopping off here Get down, snuck and got near Just to watch you drown in them crocodile tears Dressed up all black with a clown mask Shred the system, sound clash Fall back when my feet touch ground Hit the Heathrow tarmac like where the pound at? Self-service, getting it to go A lot of work for a little bit of dough Wipe the dirt out the window of the soul Fish with my pole from the middle of the snow Still running, bound to build something Even though we all surrounding by hills crumbling Lil young'n, we kill assumption Come hit us up, you wanna feel the function? We proof of what you could do if you would have took the lead to speak truth You look cute little sheep in a wolf suit Lost on a rook move, shoot that sense of direction, misconception Get your check and then skip the lesson Get paranoid and collect protection Get destroyed by the boy just stepped in Ain't nobody gon' stay when the stack cracks Nowadays they ain't tryna save a rat's ass Hit the gas and mash past the trash I wouldn't want it any other way and that's that On this tit till it's going flat When I'm gone you can taste my frozen tracks My crew stay deep and we don't relax Ain't going to sleep, too old for naps They say go to hell if you're tryna fold some cash Well ring the bell, there ain't no more class Pot or smack, but don't know the facts Spot is packed, who owns the map? I'm not convinced, y'all overact You're on the bench tryna choke the bat I headline shows that they hoping that I get mine, they can go cloak and dag' You had the chance to hold me back I still advance, fade slow to black Y'all are just ants till it all collapse Put both your hands up and throw me claps, c'mon Clap, clap, clap, everybody clap Clap, clap, clap your hands to what he's doing We get 'em jumping around like a swarm of crickets and that's ordinary normal business And you trying to ignore the visit But your girl's online bout to score some tickets I was born a crumb, I'm a poor decision I'll die a crumb, I'm sure it's written But first I'ma smash over ornaments and then bounce 'fore they announce the court's opinion We all rapper rappers We all wanna capture stature like any of it matters Ass backwards and a lack of words Only thing that you're killing me with is laughter They used to cap and call me a backpacker But they was mad I had my mack mastered Went up the ladder and I seen the ants So now I treat each track like it's the last chapter Can't take it for granted, cause when it's done I gotta subject my breath to the shit I've run Gotta respect the mess I'm sitting on So let's get it on until the nipple's gone

Bananas (Who You Gonna Call?)

QUEEN LATIFAH "Order In The Court"
[Chorus x2:] Who you gonna call when it's time to brawl standin' 'round waitin' for my queendom to fall Well I think not, styles are pipin' hot Blazin', amazin', I give it all I got I'm tellin' you straight up, all sleepin' beauties better wake up I'll tear your state up, so set the date up And I'm a rip it, what if it what was it Who did it, who does it From private to public Anywhere I'm in there and been there So recognize this, who the nicest Sit down and settle for your constellation prizes Whatever you want I got Whether you ready or not It's about to get hot when I drop So notes, pause another spot To do you, don't get me in a corner make me do you Don't try to be me, do you Be coo' to you and do you I'm on a higher level with different class, another plane I am the Queen, that's my name, time to explain that I spit game with dames Leave 'em all with shit stains Split frames, hopin' you hopin' that I'm jokin' Don't know but still blink off like fo'-fo's but so-so, slow mo's comin' in like the po-po's Don't want rocks comin' at me the wrong way Packin' much rocks, it's gonna be a long day And for real, spittin' on imbessiles and spinnin' wheels on my 600 you want it, you must be blunted I'll take it to your stomach, run it, give me all mic for mic, steppin' to me you gonna fall, we brawl Throwin' a two-piece so loose leafs It's the Q-U-double-E-N You know how I'm MCin' [Chorus x2] See physically you not ready Lyrically you not ready Mentally maybe Who talks tough, time to get the baby No threats or small bets on my bond we can get it on From dusk 'til dawn from night 'til mourn Some bubble hard squads are gone, no gimmicks, no tricks 'til one of us admits it's a battle a whisk So look I'm off the hook, while you off the rocker Thinkin' I'm shook, get the phone book, call the doctor Are you out of your mind, doubtin' mines, out of line Talkin' out your behind, shoutin' rhymes out of time It's all over, what's up, yeah, what, what now, you tough now Now you hush, hush now, ain't sayin' too much now Thought so, haunt yo' sleepin' ass, creepin' fast like you was doin' somethin', now I gotta ruin somethin' You image, your career, lookie here you whole life is hangin' in the air like a chandilier, poppin' off like a can of beer, understand is it clear If not let me put it in your ear that I'm royalty Even though I'm low-key, you know me You be singin' over my tracks like it's kareoke If you don't know the half you gon' feel the wrath Represent the rugged path, the Flavor Unit staff Droppin' math'matics, layin' you out like craftmatic I'll let you have it, so you don't want the static [Chorus x2]

The Choice Is Yours

Black Sheep "A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing"
Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep? Don't know who I am, or when I'm coming so you sleep Wasn't in my room, wasn't in my sphere Knew not who I was, but listen here Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I get suckers start If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here one apart Back, Middle, to the front, don't front Wanna a good time, gonna give you what you want Can I hear a hey? (Hey) Now get a yo! (Yo) You gotta hay? (Huh) It's for the hoes (Oh) The styling is creative, Black Sheep of the Native Can't be violated, or even decepticated I got brothers in the Jungle, cousins on the Quest Deaf retarded uncles, in parties were they rest Guess, which way, what, when, how Mista Lawnge, Dres, Black Sheep slam NOW Know you've heard the others, phonies to the lovers Then of course, the choice is yours You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at Where's the Black Sheep, here's the Black Sheep Even if we wanted to the flock could not be weak Watch me swing like this, why should I swing it like that, Because in fact, on me it might not attract Therefore I ignore, do as I feel inside I live with me, I've got my back tonight Ya know what I'm saying, yo Black, I'm not playing Need to go with this, or go with that with no delaying See, in actuality, one be can it be, I made it look easy, because it is to me Any time capacity was filled, try to rock it Any time a honey gave us play, tried to knock it Never was fool, so we finished school Never see us sweat, and you'll never see us drool Out to rock the globe while it's still here to rock Don't punch girls, and we don't punch a clock Gotta go, gotta go, see you later by the cat And you can't beat that with a bat You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at Now you can get this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this yes, for this is kinda fat If you get with that, then you will surly miss, Because that is so wack, I think you'll get with this For in the day in my life, or rather the life of my days Never sweat the chaos, for Black Sheep has ways Although, how shall I say it, take a point, convey it Styling is quite Dolby, yes I know those for you play it Not to be all that though all that is my goal Stumble and fell, brother, like Dres would roll Need a sexy honey for a twilight stroll Gave up on sushi, give me an egg roll At A W, get to the Root, with a boot or sneaker Get near a speaker, demo to a single To the kind with a fly hoe, damned the scenario And, pass the paper, cross the fader Black Sheep getting played, like a Sony in a Beta Dres the creator, of a style that is much greater You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at

Halloween

Mc Vapour
Olash! Whos ready?Whos ready?uh ha! b.o.d wit mc vapour flava for the ravea dida da danger danger mr ava rava ha do you like da sound of emotion you no y it was written in da paper this weekend coz ive bin drivin me mum and dad round the bend all they eva needed was a hand to lend but its all good now coz there on the mend there was first me mum nomber 1 the series i rated and she went on she was ......i was bringing on she woud holla at this guy say ur not my son my dad woud just holla get hot unda da colla spit when he shat in my face he wudnt swalla money gotta borrow ill pay ya bak 2mora i no i hav a dolla the pay not gettin betta my sis stuck in the middle of all this didnt wanna witness family business all the sickness of family business business from the family i ris false fm gonna make you say stu gotta lock ur doors gonna cum throu your roof and if u be unrude gonna lose ur tooth need lots of proof gotta we gonna hide ur kids take ur life burn your house rape ur wife but not gonna be blunt be sharp as a knife false fm tuppiside. bass line. b.o.d. going on sly and you know y u avnt spotted me yet coz im 2 damn small im sittin on ur lights in da hallway wall 2 out of the way 2 b noticed at all can u guess wat it iz yet.....fly on the wall interferin i can hear wat ur sayin i didnt say bull durin the playin eyes on the kids wen there outside playin payin attention 2 attention there payin sum say im lousey sum say im rude keep payin me in the hand till i move 2 da grove 2 l8 mate my grove been chosed stop tellin me 2 go away im not in the mood im jus a fly on the wall mate thats my job so give me a piece on ur corn on da cob or take it up da batty hole from me and my mob and u dnt get a say so......shut ur gob. Just like that, this one fat and its b.o.d on the slipmat. Ahh the next ones fat aswell. This one! This one! Vote for vapour vote for vapour if ya dont wanna vote i kant make ya. slater neva gonna rate ya coz i hate ya rate ya vapour milkshake uh ha misbehavin array to the sound that i made make me live like a slave in a cave you made me turn in my grave u no y iv bin kidnapped no1s gonna set me free let me be on the mic to mc taking all my lyrics well away from me theyr neva gonna let my girlfriend stay with me they detest me they say u dont impress me 25 gretchins who all wanna test me press me to a table let the women all malest me caress me undress me time after time wrigling and jiggling to the bassline change on my roof so i tie up your eye and my spine and hanging around the waistline so please god show me a sign am i gonna b ok i dont wanna b here they all stink of beer and id ratha stay the hell away blow them away DJ! trying to blow them away for the y2k b.o.d next one! uh ha!

Against All Odds

BUSTA RHYMES "Extinction Level Event"
[Baby Sham] Aiyyo, balls your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up in the crack capsule Flipmode cruddy styles has been past you Rush pass You couldn't touch cash If it was under your nose Like a mustache Nigga What ass Show your whole cheek Slugs with no heat Diamonds that don't break You thugs is so sweet [Rampage] I float so much I get seasick Flipmode is the Squad who I beez with Who I get plucks with And push German V's with Rampage I'm psychic I can see shit To the next millenium You not gon be shit Scratch your name off the list Cut your wrist You know the issue I'm official When you die none of your niggas is really gon miss you Chorus: FLIPMODE SQUAD Here to drop bombs AGAINST ALL ODDS Still remain gods GRIP YOUR ARM We always come hard THE WORLD IS OURS Call a National Guard [Rah Digga] Here we go Any bitch that rhyme wanna flex she ass I'm stomping all things like I'm plexi-glass Niggas make way like when they hear sirens Treat you like park and too close to fire hydrants All up in the board Kicking back long islands Get your wig split first solid defiance Rah Earth and sun in this Imperial alliance You do the science [Spliff Star] I'm getting money shitting, turn intruders into vixens Fall off beeper uh-uh niggas stay getting Dirty nigga for life That's how Spliff's living Throwing niggas in caskets Tired of a yellow ribbons I buck my duck if you touch my one Rather Jamaican than belly boy make you people for fun Fat Man's Son, street educated The colonel of ghetto jurors, still thug related Chorus [Lord Have Mercy] We enemies of three strike felony laws Gorilla dicking K-Y jelly for whores Lapdances trap grands without laws My baby moms, three eighty for your arms That bust with loud force The ghetto with us That bang Makaveli in trucks That whatever the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks Who gazey chase Fake thugs with lazy aid Track marks Rap stars And a rain of aids [Busta Rhymes] Yo, what you want from us Now visualize more of us Stay toting under my given flavor from Nauticas Destroy every arch rival or any challenger Make you remember this day Nigga mark it on your calendar I'm showing you something You ain't saying nothing My niggas make noise Like a bunch of volcanoes erupting None of y'all niggas really wanna war The type of nigga to crash my plane in your building In the name of the law Chorus

Looking For You

JUSTIN BIEBER
[Takeoff:] Guala! [Bieber:] What's up Migos? [Quavo:] What up JB, it's time to go to the club, time to pull them toys out man Let's do it (I'm sorry) [Verse 1: Justin Bieber] Hey where the party at? Let's go Let's ride, let's roll Yea, everywhere I go, them girls follow Na, na, na, na, na Let everybody know that I'm here tonight As soon as I walk in the door Pretty lady I think I need you in my life In fact I know I need you for sure [Pre-Hook: Justin Bieber] Tonight might be the night You might mess around and fall in love in it I might be the guy That'll make you wanna fall in love again Girl, what's your name, happy that you came I'm the man in this, stick with me and gain love And everywhere around the world Don't you know girl that I'll be looking for you [Hook: Quavo] Is it her looking for you, looking for you? I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker (I'll be looking for you) She right in front of me looking for you, looking for you Not the feds or a cop (I'll be looking for you) [Verse 2: Justin Bieber] I got money in my pocket and I ain't afraid to spend it It ain't a problem, baby girl when you're winning Tell me what you wanna do, would you make a move now? Girl you ain't gotta fight the feeling, tell me why you're grinning (Look at her face) I think you're liking what I'm saying Do I really gotta say anymore? (Say no more) Need to know I ain't playing (I ain't playing) Baby what are we waiting for? [Pre-Hook: Justin Bieber] Tonight might be the night You might mess around and fall in love in it I might be the guy That'll make you wanna fall in love again Girl, what's your name, happy that you came I'm the man in this, stick with me and gain love And everywhere around the world Don't you know that I'll be looking for you I'll be looking for you [Hook: Quavo] Is it her looking for you, looking for you? I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker (I'll be looking for you) Looking for you, looking for you Not the feds or a cop (I'll be looking for you) [Verse 3: Quavo] Bad bitches in the party, alcohol on me Tell the waitress put the sparklers on my 20 B-T I asked her what's her name - I just know she said Hannah On the way to the mansion, said she loved the Panamera In the trap with J-B with my phone chirpin' like beepers Mona Lisa, Anna Mae is in the pot when I beat it Take her across the country, I got plugs on the Visa Cut your man off little mama, you don't need him [Verse 4: Takeoff] Yeen never seen a nigga like me (Takeoff) Hoppin' out the Chevy, steppin' with a mink, gold chain, Mr. T In the summer, in the beach with hummer, with the leather seats Would tell you 'bout my huh but I bet they watching me I'm a vegetarian, all I want is some lettuce and some broccoli Mansion out in Beverly, your bitch calling me call me your majesty [Verse 5: Offset] My bitch is so gorgeous, I might pay her mortgage I run to the money like Forrest My life is historic Travel 'round the world like I'm in orbit I take your bitch and dunk her like Ben Gordon I watch her like a telescope I beat it and kill it like I'm Lil TerRio I got your bitch, she watching me like Tyler Perry shows I'm young and I'm rich ridin' in a Phantom Ghost I paint a picture for niggas like Michelangelo [Pre-Hook: Justin Bieber] Tonight might be the night You might mess around and fall in love in it I might be the guy That'll make you wanna fall in love again Girl, what's your name, happy that you came I'm the man in this, stick with me and gain love And everywhere around the world Don't you know girl that I'll be looking for you I'll be looking for you [Hook: Quavo] Is it her looking for you, looking for you? I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker (I'll be looking for you) She right in front of me looking for you, looking for you Not the feds or a cop (I'll be looking for you)

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