She Don't Know Why She Love It (Bonus Track) - Atmosphere, Slug & Ant

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I'm not really supposed to talk about this... but... With the excitement of a new born Came to join the main event and fight against the luke warm With nothing but they word and they history Take a can of paint and try to decorate they dignity It's not what they anticipate But, fuck, it doesn't matter, put your fists up and instigate And they can't save the planet Or the children of the bandits Or themselves god damn it I'm just a man that loved rap, so much in fact I put every piece of myself inside these fucking cracks What is that, you whisper something from the back? You think your personal attacks Make up for what you lack? I'm just a cat searching for a clean lap To crash in a world hurting, waiting for they turn to take a nap Sorting through bills, fan mail and life threats Wonderin why the postman ain't delivered my wife yet They call me Sean, this is Anthony No need to act hard cause we got extended family So I smile while I try to use my words wise Say what I meant just in case this is your first time Via child of the wings tired Smilin' like a couple of fools that the queen hired Can't wait for the vibrate to thicken So we can watch the world tip side. WAIT! Even the dead's gettin live It's a little deeper, you can float, come on baby dive! To fall in love with this bitch From the petals on her flowers to the pimples on her tits Fuck the insults, and fuck the compliments Just wanna see the mommy free the honesty and the common sense Stop followin the wind that you swallow Cause it's too simple to aim for a target sittin on a fence We do it for the candle in the sky Here's a toast to those who can't handle their high You and I, we can swim into the tide And watch these other children lose they mind (I'm growing tired!) And they landed safe and sound Better try to take 'em out before they make their saviors proud So fix your beef, quit actin' like a sheep Either spit your speak or sit there and grit your teeth To spread the info to the kin folk Fuckin' with the climate on the inside of the windows They're here, the baby farmers gonna take it farther Make a mark and break apart your fake martyrs Plans act firm, let the planet burn Understand the terms, you don't wanna open up this can of worms I'm tryin to keep the prize on the eyeball But people wanna see you fly all to watch the sky fall Who's to blame for your lack of conviction I wasn't drafted, I asked for the mission Put your name on the list at the bottom on an empty line And hope in plain sight what ever gave you the right to question mine? The night prowler, gonna crawl past all the rap politics You can put that on your last dollar Wake up, it's bigger than a pay stub There's the door, get your money, go wash off your make-up And they don't need to love it If you don't wanna give it, keep it Doesn't really mean nothin' Come and beat it 'til it stops breathin' No need to even try to reason When they not leavin'

Woe, woe Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe Woe, woe Woe, woe Woe, woe Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe She said that I'm a textbook narcissist I told her that she's toxic like carcinogens She kicked me out the house, I said, "Karma is a bitch" And then we made love under the stars and the wind I must be dumb, she had a pocket full of horseshoes Smile like orange juice, shining off my fangs I'm trying to ascertain why everybody has to complain Even the sunshine'll dance in the rain You can produce and direct your critique My skin's thick with three C's, it seem to get thicker every week Feel free to express your speech We squeeze diamonds from the pressure as a stress release If you can flex that strength, then you know how it goes We show up for each other and try to hold each other close Both of us supposed to keep it under control You can't love another life without a couple of woes (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of those (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of woes (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) yeah, I know you got a couple of those (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe) I'm like whoa Somebody better call an ambulance I'd have to be sick to think we'd ever need another jam like this And at the least, please reach out to my management Tell them I forgot to leave the seat down in the can again I'm sorry, I know I'm so unoriginal Plus I'm overly critical, I'm a condescending contradiction Slip into the victim role if it remotely fits A shoulder full of chips, pulling luggage on my ego trip Apparently, I'm inherently chewing on my foot Put a judge on the cover of my book Dad shorts in the streets, dad snores in the sheets With an orchestra of noise from the core of my sleep Please baby, keep me in your thoughts I know it's gotta be almost impossible for you to water All the flowers in my pot, I put the sour in the sauce And act like it's not my fault, it's just a product of my flaws If you ever had a pulse, then you know how it goes We show up for each other and try to hold each other close I ain't above it, it's a struggle to grow You can't love another life without a couple of woes (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of those (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of woes (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe) yeah, I know you got a couple of those (Woe, woe) (Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe)

Such a pleasure to come home 'Cause I... I have a very special love for this city Well all right, well okay [x3] Well all right [x3] I wanted to make a song about where I'm from You know? Big up my home town, my territory, my state But, I couldn't figure out much to brag about Prince lives here, we got 10, 000 lakes But wait, the women are beautiful, to me they are And we're not infested with pretentious movie stars And it hit me, Minnesota is dope If only simply for not what we have but what we don't It's all fair, it ain't out there, it's in there It's in the mirror, behind the breast under the hair Follow the dream doesn't mean leave the love Roam if you must, but come home when you've seen enough I love New York and Cali, but I ain't movin' Too overpopulated saturated with humans And I'm not big on rappers, actors, or models If I had to dip, I'd probably skip to Chicago None of this is to diss no one, nowhere Like damn, I'm from Minnesota, land of the cold air Too many mosquitoes and our fair share of egos But like my man Sabe says, that's where my mommy stays [Chorus:] So if the people laugh and giggle when you tell em where you live Say shhh, say shhh And if you know this is where you wanna raise your kids Say shhh, say shhh If you're from the Midwest and it doesn't matter where Say shhh, say shhh If you can drink tap water and breathe the air Say shhh, say shhh Got trees and vegetation in the city I stay The rent's in the mail and I can always find a parking space The women outnumber the men two to one Got parks and zoos and things to do with my son The nightlife ain't all that, but that's okay I don't need to be distracted by the devil every day And the jobs ain't really too hard to find In fact, you could have mine if you knew how to rhyme This is for everyone around the planet That wishes they were from somewhere other than where they standin' Don't take it for granted, instead take a look around Quit complaining and build something on that ground Plant something on that ground, dance and sleep on that ground Get on your hands and knees and watch the ants walk around That ground Make a family, make magic, make a mess Take the stress, feel your motivation and build your nest It sucks that you think where I'm from is wack But as long as that's enough to keep your ass from coming back And with a smile and a hint of sarcasm, he said "I beg your pardon but this is my secret garden" All right (In the land of ice and snow) Well okay (In the land of ice and snow) Well all right (In the land of ice and snow) Well okay (Minneapolis, Minneapolis, Minneapolis, Minneapolis) [Repeat Chorus] If the playground is clear of stems and syringes Say shhh, say shhh If there's only one store in your town that sells 12-inches Say shhh, say shhh If no one in your crew walks around with a gun Say shhh, say shhh And if you ain't gonna leave cause this is where you're from Say shhh, say shhh Well alright, well okay [repeated in background] St. Cloud, Minnesota Mankato, Minnesota Duluth, Minnesnowta Kansas City St Louis, Missouri Columbia, Missouri Oshkosh, Wisconsin Madison Milwaukee Cincinnati, Ohio Columbus, Ohio Boulder, Colorado Lawrence, Kansas Tulsa, Oklahoma Sioux Falls, South Dakota Ann Arbor, Michigan Indianapolis Say shhh. Minneapolis [repeat to fade]

Now, when you come to apply for the job Don't tell 'em you're homeless 'Cause I promise they won't hire you And if they like your songs Just nod your head and play along Never tell 'em what inspires you I bet my fans know me better than my friends do Because my friends don't pay that much attention The fans memorize every single sentence Which makes them far too smart to ever start a friendship I need to start writing pieces about other people's problems 'Cause strangers are starting to get worried I'm in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit And find happiness before I hit thirty OK, OK, I've said too much I wear my heart on my sleeve When all I need to do is write a hit Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe 'Cause there's a time and place to bite your lips It goes peace to phobia For the boots made for walking Now if only Best Buy could break me off with a Walkman Everything would be fine I could spend time smiling Instead of pulling a sad clown around this island I've got no suggestions Well, maybe one Leave my type alone when you decide to touch that microphone See, me and you We're on different pages We're in different stages We've got different flavors I'mma let you do your thing Just as long as your thing Ain't got a single thing to do with me and what I'm trying to bring But if my name crosses your lips You better guard your tongue Pardon me, give me my respect, and keep it all in fun If I had extra time I'd walk around and shake everybody's hand (Like, how you doin' my man?) But I'm not allowed I'm trying to beat the clock now So I'm out, right after I rock this crowd It goes: ola ola olaaa (yeah) Ola ola olaaa (2x) It goes: one two three four five Six seven eight nine ten And all I ever wanted out of live was rhymin' Either from me or an innocent bystander I wasn't that picky, just give it to me quickly Whatever it takes, to cook these cakes You wanna hear your voice but don't know nothing 'bout the breaks And it's obvious you haven't found your place Got me askin', 'Who is he?" "How did he end up in my city?" I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestle I'm the main ingredient from yesterday's special Close the hole and push that level I'll chop the head off the devil and I'll throw it at you And I'll be damned if I ever climb another tree From here on, the squirrels and birds can come to me From sun to sun and from sea to sea (Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make love?) Now all the leaders in the place, throw your hands in the air All the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the air All the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the air Anybody we forgot, you can stand there and stare Yeah, you remember, tracksmart (?), off to a bad start The way I used to carry got buried in the backyard Caught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-Tart The bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hard Line by line, I'm doing fine Ideas on my mind for my time Hail when my kind does leave behind They'll find that I was the one that died trying I would never trade the way I am for the way I'm not My crew is kinda popular, we get to play a lot And my son thinks that I am the coolest thing in the world 'Cause he's still too young to fall in love with girls It goes: ola ola olaaa Yeah, you're listening to the cool sounds of Atmosphere Ola ola olaaa From Minneapolis, Minnesota Ola ola olaaa Givin' a shout-out to the whole world Ola ola olaaa And we'd like to tell all of y'all, it goes: Ola ola olaaa To y'all Ola ola olaaa To us Ola ola olaa Now band, shut up, let the bassman do his thing, shush It's like that and It's like that and It's like this and It's like this and (2x) It goes: ola ola olaa Ola ola olaaa (3x) It goes...

One little, two little, three little indie rap Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all... It goes watch out! Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper Peace to Jack Tripper and those well stoned bumper stickers My name is Sean and I never had dreadlocks Instead I got an army full of women screaming Headshots! I guess that explains it, don't it She started to make a mark but it came apart That's what you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the kitty litter Let's watch a rapper get bitter like the city winter What the fuck you thinkin'!? You frustrated or something? Did you have a bad week? Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you Yo, shitting on me is so 2002, Bitch! Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off Whoever put your record out must have needed write-offs Who they play when the game's in a tight spot? Slug, you can find me in the A's of your iPod Watch out! When the crowd gets loud It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down Watch out! When you open up your mouth I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground Watch out! If you don't like the sound Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town Cars drive by with the booming system I must be getting old cause the bass sounds ridiculous And nowadays, every body's biting Tupac So fuck it, I'ma stand over here and do the moonwalk Besides police, I've got no beef Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth A cargo van and some Ant beets Enough rap to slap you to last week Caught between the vice and the advice Drunk, walking out in traffic just to fly kites Time out, the free-style rhyme out, my last rights Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics And when the smoke clears, you won't be able to suck dick Like you did as a teenage slut trick And with a mat on his grill, he asks "Who the fuck are you?" Don't worry man, someday I'ma be nobody too Watch out! When the crowd gets loud It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down Watch out! When you open up your mouth I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground Watch out! If you don't like the sound Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town Look, I understand your hate When I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J Then he started making records for the girls and shit So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it away I stole moves from KRS-One A little Big Daddy Cane and some DJ Run And then we took our life and made it into a song And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on It's the B-I-G D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump, guess he waitin'? For what? I don't know, but who wanna come with me? I got at least one more tool with me So criticize me, or idolize me Study from a distance or stand right beside me It don't matter, just act like I know And watch your back on the beat and get sacked at the free-throw Watch out! When the crowd gets loud It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down Watch out! When you open up your mouth I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground Watch out! If you don't like the sound Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town