Atmosphere - Don't Stop Lyrics

[See I ain't really all that famous...yet
but I'm not nobody neither.
Just doing our thing.
Sometimes we do it right,sometimes we do it wrong.
Doesn't matter either way it gets done, and it gets done our way.]

Can't really pinpoint when I made the big choice
God never spoke to me about my thin voice
It ain't like I was handed a mission
I won't front, I'm just another man of tradition
I guess it's best to check inside of the music
Rap groups, back in my youth, got me boosted
Couldn't stop the usage, call me opportunist
The turn-tables plugged in, fuck it, gotta do it
Beats back in, broke the button on my rewind
Opened up my mind, notes, drums and time
Started memorizing everybody's rhymes
Spittin your shit like I was goin for mine
Introduce me to funk, rock, and jazz
So amazed as to how the DJ's chopped the samples
Some nod their heads, some pop their ass
So it was only natural for me to cop a handful

Between what it is and what can be
I'm here just to keep you company
You ain't gotta be in love with me
Just don't stop beatin them drums for me
Between what it is and what can be
I'm here just to keep you company
You ain't gotta be in love with me
Just raise that volume up for me

So put the jam on, and move forward
Roll up the windows, and sing the chorus
And give it more until life drops
Never turn off the speakers, boombox or the iPod
No stoppin me, you can't possibly
Whatchu thought I'd do, Ant's got a lotta beats
Shake your ass in celebratory fashion
It's not the spot for you to come, relax, ma'am
Ain't nothin like hip-hop music
Shoes fits, gotta show and prove it
Ask God how much is too much, she wrote a note in the closet
Said "Keep fuckin 'em up"
I used to live in those headphones
All alone stuck in my zone
But today I got a ding, gonna follow the dream
Just to see what tomorrow can bring, ding, ding


They don't like my crew, because we don't sound nothin like they think we supposed to
That's cool, I guess it ain't for you
But I'm still coming through with what I came to do
Been in love with it since I was a kid
It protected me, watched over what I did
I was a junkie, I couldn't get enough of it
Probably shoulda predicted that I'd be up in it
You're gonna have to kill me to stop me
I'm a grown ass man, this ain't no goddamn hobby
The bread's all soggy, and them kisses are sloppy
But I still love rap, from the soul to the body
Give it everything that you know
Because the people in the crowd is tryna let it go
She might need a little something for them nerves
Make her way up front to mouth along with the words


Thanks to V Balayan

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