Atmosphere

Atmosphere - Give Me lyrics

rate me

I'm a slow typer, a so-so writer

Been the shit ever since I was an infant in diapers

And Imma be dope all the way to the end

From the cradle to the grave, the pampers to the depends

Get enough love, got enough friends

But on a regular basis, it's safe to say I got the bends

And I didn't mean to ignore that vibe you sent

I guess my mind was probably on my rent

I got my mind on my tummy and my tummy on my mind

Some assembly required, let me run it down the line

The factory is open, time card punched

Until lunchtime, it's crunch time

Back to work fool.

First rule is to keep the verse true, even if it hurts you

You gotta wear the pain like a stain

Respect the listener, respect the game

Because there's more to gain than just some dinner and fame

Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there

Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool

Gimme the life, I seen things that used to be dreams

Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug

And I'mma play this game

I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name

And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed

Hope to god I inspire some of yall

See I'm that cat that used to sit in the back and study

Looking for some proof that god loves ugly

Flash forward a decade later in your town

Somehow a good number of yall got down

And it's solid, fresh, dope, whatever you wanna call it

Not bad for an aspiring sociopathic alcoholic

Aw shit, look at Slug, still rockin the same outfit

Tryin' to make the belly grow bigger than the wallet

Hey yo man, how you doin, how you been

Just makin it cool to rap about love again

Not the hippie stuff, I'm talkin bout that bitch that gets you nuts

(Did he say bitch?) Yo I'm sorry, don't tell my baby's mommy

Speakin of baby,

There'll be a crateful of albums for my son to page through

Thinkin daddy was a gun

With a handful of heads that put me up til they had some samples from

Ant and fake them what the fuck I said

Still goin, still maintainin, still standin in the land of snow and purple

Rain

And I'm still waitin for my date to kiss me or slap me

Cause there ain't no way that I can be happy when I'm happy

Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there

Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool

Gimme the life, I've seen things that used to be dreams

Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug

And I'mma play this game

I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name

And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed

Hope to god I inspire some of yall

I've had the pleasure of speaking with some of you (yeah you)

Come on now, don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin to

After that show, when you approached me like you know me

The cd I sold you, the secrets that you told me

On that world you vision, through the layers of tears

The ones you choke and keep hidden when the players are near

I watch you chase it with beers and frustration and fear

Try to figure out why the hell I came here

Well I don't know either, and I'm not ready to take a breather neither

All I know is I'm still a believer

So you can beat me up, or you can beat me off

Pick a side, any side, and let me do my job

If you've got a lot of love to give, but you don't know who to give it to

Imma turn out the lights and light this cigarette

And write a song about you (this one's for you)

Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there

Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool

Gimme the life, I've seen things that used to be dreams

Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug

And I'mma play this game

I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name

And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed

Hope to god I inspire some of yall

Please god (but don't you dare stop there)

That's the tool and I play it cool

I've seen things that used to be dreams

The name's Slug, girl, gimme a hug

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