ATOMS FAMILY - Small Violins lyrics

rate me

You know what's this? It's the world's smallest violin

It's like this when my mic hits your scalp like nightsticks

And mites bit so I can turn on the light switch

Do you mind with my rhyme shit?

Create a climate that's timeless and climb cliffs

Obstacles become goals

Thanks to impossible flows

The ranks are my apostles who grow

Why you posture for gold?

You perpetrate for platinum

Serve the fake for satisfaction

Resurrect

For respect

With my mic check

Don't write checks my ass can't cash

If hip hop's dead then I'm a necrophiliac

Digging out backs and feeling tracks when I rack

Full Metal Jacket rapid tacks

Stanley Kubrick with two clicks for faggots on some bullshit

My twenty-one gun salute says, "fuck you"

Have you fools swinging from your neck like truck jewels

I play the background

My rap sounds lay the smackdown on you whack clowns

With pen hits

Blending with tremendous

Vengeance, sentence, weapons

Implemented with aggression

Just to teach a lesson

That Alaska's a bastard

Whose genetic patterns spelled backwards spells disaster for the masses

It takes forty seconds to percolate my sensation

Reduce the census mention

In the state I meant to mingle

Case and passions are a bliss

Special shripulation

Split if the issues react

Thought the boy inverted

Up you, Mr. Wizard, tissue paper

Situated

Systematic

Pistol-packing

Crystal-cracking

Mental-lacking

False picture painting

Second going on third generation imitation

Soon enough, it'll be disintegrated

With the syntom crates

Hand golf, milk carton, missing children

Kissing buildings

Listen pilgrim

Let's bark

Plenty fill

In the dark

Many will

Trends start

And they will

And it kills my ears

When I listen to them

I'm dissin' fluid

All you want to be

Mr. Glue, principal

Simon spend, swing now

Surreal

Cerebral

It's not for real

It's just surreal

Furina

Curiosity drilled the life into the black cat

Purina

Shake 108-9877

Sit dependent round the shriff

Like pensive spaces, arenas

The air of the addict

Dust particles

Bust colorful

Plus parts tickle touch mark spickle emcees

Lose darts, single pop

Ice pickle shelf

Nice and dark

Knock on nocturnal lark

I be touch shark bite, sharp light, ginsu, pen you, swim through, menu, men knew me

Past life, bliss, god, this pride

I blast off

Like alien tongues, no failure is spun, I listen to the songs of whales when I'm done

And sail to the sun (sail to the sun, sail to the sun)

This environments, the violets

And fighting violence

Small violins playin' sad songs

Tryin' kids

Every closed eyelid ain't sleepin'

Every man ain't even

Some of us are odd

Some of us think we're god

Some are lost in the fog

We refuse to be a cog

In the machine killin' man

Atoms fam

Sabotage without a plan

When the oven gets too hot

We jump back in the fryin' pan

Upon ingestion of this rhyme

Your mind'll lose it's focus

Ostics kaleidoscopic

And the lights flash strobic

Close, tight rhymes

Cause minds to feel claustrophobic

As we walk the fine line between emcee kind and spoken poets

And most hold it between their molar and incisor

And I thrust my head in disgust

But some use their heads and discuss

These rhymers, and utilize the rhyme as fertilizer

"what's this the bomb? "

Shit, I'm the timer

Mission: slowly ticking, never repetitive

Slowly approaching close to u negative

You, negatives

Location of u zeros is my destination

Not for prolonged stays, but to ignite the rhyming detonation

Listen, my position's parallel to time

I can't be stopped, slowed, contained, or explained when I rhyme

So accept it that I'm the exception to the rule

And I rule, so accept it, fool

A dispersal of your molecules is imminent

Beware the quotes of intelligence

That float with the elegance of flights of pelicans

And I'll be brief, tight

Mental boxing and a fight

Where?

In the underwood, body blows

Lefts and rights

Your glass jaw shattered beyond mending

The timer reverses towards ten, now slowly ascending

Swift like the golden leopard

And I'm stabbing westward

Thawing breath down my chest

So I'm under pressure

Through the passin' it in gift

My gems, well treasured

To those who diss it

I'm the standard to which they measure

You can never get

With the proper etiquette

Spittin' out rhetoric

With incomplete measurements

Your whole style, I prefaced it

I better than replenished the jazz

Intent to step on stage, with your lyrical deficit

Your incongruence was my best defense

Raw toward geographies, all my natural residents

Many righteous men have labeled me heaven sent

My evidence is how I represent, on a constant

True it's been said that you're one of the illest yet

But how you gonna shine, when you're standing in chasm's silhouette

This environments, the violets

And fighting violence

Small violins playin' sad songs

Tryin' kids

Every closed eyelid ain't sleepin'

Every man ain't even

Some of us are odd

Some of us think we're god

Some are lost in the fog

We refuse to be a cog

In the machine killin' man

Atoms fam

Sabotage without a plan

When the oven gets too hot

We jump back in the fryin' pan

And I ain't lyin' man...