Atmosphere

Atmosphere - My Songs lyrics

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[Random guy singing]

Throw your hands up in the air

And wave like you just don't care

Say, you deserve a break today

Oh yeah, work that body, work that body

Make sure you don't hurt nobody

Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear,

Fuzzy wuzzy had no hear

Fuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he?

I like the party rock the body

You like the party want somebody

I sang too, listen to the song..

[Verse 1: Slug]

Sittin' on the steps, with ANT, that's my man

Flippin' pig-russian, discussin' politics and contraband

Karma cut me clean as if I asked for it

Seven travels offered states with a case and fake passport

I want to shelter everybody from the snakes

And my sleeves know a couple of tricks for huntin' breaks

(Ten thousand lakes) Multiple choice of where to drown

So I quote the horse, it goes “What floats is what's found"

Gettin down like they did in the 7-2

With the red and blue, had the opportune to bless you

Before you knew about a phone bill

Before you had to hold still

Before the Kool-Aid got diluted with Golden Seal

I used to ride around this town on a dirtbike

Child touched stillato, wild stages just to earn strikes

Read my lips, act like you heard right

And keep an eye on your chick—I work my rubber like a turnpike

It ain't nothin' for me to come swing from your tree

I wear the love like a ring and I sing until it's free

What? You bringin the weed? We break a measure

And let the hook ride just to tie it all together

Whatever..

[Chorus: Slug]

My life ain't as cool as your life

And more than likely I'll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife

So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong

And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs

[Verse 2: Slug]

And when the party starts, I'm in the corner actin' smart

Spittin' game at your girl, just to take your world apart

I hang with the secrets and the cats that paint pictures

While you sleepin on life and writin the same scriptures

(What you gonna take witcha?) I take it all but the fall

And when I'm sittin still you can blame the Benadryl and alcohol

As far as the stars are above the boulevard

I keep my feet on the tar, with the heat in the car

Keep the beats in a jar, wait for the time to unleash

And when it comes everybody only gets one a piece

You better learn the words before you try to quote 'em

I'm sittin' on mixed nuts, who wants to hold 'em?

[Chorus: Slug]

My life ain't as cool as your life

And more than likely, I'll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife

So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong

And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs

[Verse 3: Slug]

Now let me get a collective amen (amen)

I put tame on the monsters the moment that I came in

I talk to the voices-- that speak through my headphones

Communicate the life while I just cipher all the info

I got styles I ain't even heard yet..

Words like rain and game, that left the earth wet

Let it drip-dry, focus eyes on the catalysts

Standin' high in the middle of SOUTH MINNEAPOLIS

They try to figure it out, they try to break it down

But they're distracted by every accent that's makin a sound

Grab it by the throat, lift it up and shake it 'round

Till this whole world sees me as a naked clown

And while I'm pullin on her bra, shes

Tuggin on my drawstring,

Screamin' and shoutin to figure out how you lost me

Chewin up my cigarette and smokin' my gum

Out of respect for your boyfriend, I'll use my thumb

From the start to the done, I never claimed to be right

I quit sleepin, now the day looks the same as the night

And I'm the type of DJ that only plays what I like

A handful of mixed nuts, everyone's takin a bite..

My life ain't as cool as yours [x3]

[Chorus: Slug]

My life ain't as cool as your life

And more than likely I'll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife

So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong

And quit actin' like you don't know the words to me songs

I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm OK, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm OK, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm OK, I'm just a little mixed up

I'm fixed up, and I'm tryin to get my dick sucked.

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