Three!
we might hurt somebody..
no!
donand't do that...
no! no!
[verse 1]
no! donand't do that, they donand't deserve that
look at and'em, they couldnand't handle it, they nerves would collapse
bag and'em up, sift and'em up, skinny boy lick the cut
no excuses needed, this ones wack, that one sucks
donand't even front like youand've got close to balls in size
your egos been planted, personafulsified
everybody wanna score, aiming at an all time high
shooting at the stars, tryna make and'em fall out the sky
the grey matter, waverunner, screaminand' thoughts of anger at the world
from beneath this rock i stay under
tonightand's rain and thunder,
was brought to you in part by that same fuck that put the fear of the
atmos. in your heart, now
guess what iand'm standinand' (where?!), over the head
if you put a hand up you can fondle everything i said
and if i lose my patience, somebodyand's losinand' they limbs
and getting left in this basement with the rest of these gimps
[chorus]
atmosphere, donand't front like you cant hear (4x)
[verse 2]
go touch yoand'self, and keep yoand' dick from under your belt
who the fuck you think holds and controls over what you felt
you need way too much help, take a seat on the bench
gonna teach you how to make sense, while i make my rent
if you can reach the fence, without kickinand' a landmine
you get a piece of my mind, and the number to my fanline
no wonder your wack, most of mankind is wack
canand't nobody read that sign that says andquot;there aint no turninand' backandquot;
step in the at, you better be prepared to have a hobby to do
for when we through with your career submit a copy of them papers that
you think gave you the right to even come within a 100 yards of this mic
but here i am, breathe deep, count to ten
keep the beat, locate the loose screws so i can pound it in
itand's all spread love, get love, city to city
i aint mad at none a yand'all, cuz canand't none a yand'all can fuck wit me!
[chorus] (4x)
Keep goin on to..on on on to..minneapolis!!!
[verse 3]
iand'm on the poverty tour, wit jay bird, my man
gettinand' every wall sole across this desolate land
estimates and expectations, get woken and cornered
tryna strangle the stupidity, and choke its supporters
from this day forward, iand'll be the voice that you wait for,
the one that you paid for, or the one that you hate more
whether you drive a ford, a tugboat or a skateboard
put my tape on, open up, n face forward
cuzand' when we land, anywhere near the mic stand
it can reason with the meaning of your lifespan
motivation youand've been waiting for to make a tight plan
got you like i think that i can, yes i think that i can!
well go ahead, take a sip, introduce us to yourself
place us on your list of influences, ima live forever,
fuck beinand' rich for seven years
hello, iand'm slug and my crew is called....
[chorus] (2x)
Three!
