Atmosphere

[fox69]

"Lyle Lovette"

"Lyle Lovette"


Hoes and tramps
Buts and sluts
Bitches tricks
Tits and butts

[Verse 1]
Bitches be dreamin for this eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm about to free the seamen
Wipe myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash I'll flash my box cutters
Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with some piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna gimme some
Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I once got busy in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em both say my name
Ain't never had three, but best believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic hair blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' down with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body jewels and fake titties
And a hoe that lives in Fargo for when I escape the city

[Hook]
But my favorite one, out of all of 'em, is YOUR girl
I sway the tongue never once have I been forceful
She lays it on like its a job that she loves
Who's lips is these? the response is always slugs

[Verse 2]
The Richfield bitches freak the lip gloss and hairspray
Downtown women that like to fuck on the staircase
North side chicks, south side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to open married women up to the pervertedness
Disturbing your relationship, excuse my morals
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, silly mortals
The words I kick, the sport I play
Now what to say when I'm sittin at this buffet with these tasty morsels

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Crusin down the street in my babies mom's caprice
February got the windows cracked, wearin a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you kinda cute
Gimme nine and a half weeks and I'll have that freak flippin two
Distribute and come across the ??
I know its hard being young girl, let me soothe the pain
I understand you baby, straight up I understand
Now lift up your ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants down
The only ones I don't do is those under eighteen
Or at least I keep that shit a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to give head, and I like to watch
The way they move their tongue up and down my...

[Outro]
Motherfucker! I can't believe your sittin down here
Recordin' some bullshit like this

(Hey man it's just a song, it's just a song, it's like a joke)

Oh, you wanna be a pimp eh? you better take your ass over
To that neglected girl you got there.

(Why you always trippin' on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you rhyming about some bullshit like this?

 

[fox69]

"Lyndale Avenue User's Manual"

"Lyndale Avenue User's Manual"


[Chorus]
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight

[Refrain]
Hey mother, don't let them know you
They hunger to hold you down and control you
Hey lover, don't let 'em love you
They'll lay on top of you to stay above you

[Chorus X2]
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight

We all need something we can stake the blame on
It can't be your dance that made this rain storm
It must be the alcohol, and you hate this place cos the town's too small
And everybody there's so fake
Be a brand new day if they was half awake
Smile'n your face like 'yes sir'
Waitin til ya turn your back so they can whisper
And you ain't tryin' to love none of 'em
Na, ya know better right? Ya learned something
But even If The first few burst through
They only pursue cause they wanna hurt you
It comes with a smokers cough
Gonna turn it on until it's broken off
Cos suffering didn't crush his 'just not enough'
They wanna hold you down until they lock you up

[Chorus X2]
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight
We could try to change to make a new life
Don't mean we gon' do right tonight

[Refrain]
Hey sister, don't let them touch you
So friendly when they're close enough to cut you
Hey mister, don't let them break you

 

[fox69]

"Make The Sun Come Out"

"Make The Sun Come Out"



About noonish, I woke up to the music
Blaring outta the clock I inherited from pops
After snooze is hit twice or trice
I climb off of this madras to go find my life
Where's my wifey at? Wait, that's right
She slept at her sister's, 'cause we had a fight last night
Looks like one of her cat's got sick
That's either vomit or shit, right next to the fridge
There's no coffee left, just tea, green
Did my best to try to make believe that it was caffeine
After a minute, I had a cold shower
And oh, I was pissed off at no hot water
Hello landlord as I get dressed
Expressed my stress in the message that I left
So when you get a chance, please call me
Gotta go, just found cat shit in the clean laundry
And yesterday's pants is the option
There's already money in the front pocket
No snow yet, but it's still freezing
So I throw on a coat with a hoodie underneath it
Ignore all the bills on the table
'Cause I don't love 'em - fuck 'em, who told them I was faithful
Shoes, keys, wallet and my temper
Out the front door into a cold November
Now wait a minute, look who got a parking ticket
I live here, why I need a fucking permit?
I guess underground rap has its perks
'Cause all of the sudden the speakers don't wanna work
Stereo is dead, no lights, no features
And hold up, the heater ain't on either
It must be a fuse, at least it starts
I dip to the shop that sells the car parts
And the cashier is like, man I don't know shit
But you ain't gonna treat me like I don't know shit
Bob, that's your job Bob, do your job Bob
Sell me a fuse and point me to the door knob
Installed the fuse and let the heater blow
Music comes on, thermometer is three below
Son's mom calls, I answer it on speaker phone
At same damn time, someone backs into my vehicle
Turn the auto-pilot on man
I just wanted to go to the studio to write a song man
Meltdown now, might as well ?blank out?
?Shine'll come back? once we pull up to Ant's house
That's the place I bury, all of the weight I carry
Southside basement, that's like my sanctuary
I love life - that's what this one's about
So go ahead and hit record and ?let? the sun come out, now

 

[fox69]

"Mama Had A Baby And His Head Popped Off"

"Mama Had A Baby And His Head Popped Off"



Trying to lift her, pull her

Six, Six, Six in the mornin and I'm takin a nap
In the back of the car, waitin for the stars to snap
The scars on my cap remind me of the time
We went to Fargo, with a car full of anxiety
An angel's breast, and a tank top
She started at my heart, she's trying to make it stop
And if I haven't learned nothin then I've learned alot
Mama had a baby and his head popped off
Give it up turn it loose, for the sake of life
If I knew now what I knew then i'd make her my wife
I been chasin these mics for too long
Debating with God bout who's right and who's wrong
Got a new song to sing, a little happier, hurtin
That I didn't learn the words until after
The fact of the matter is a matter of fact, I doubt that
I'll ever even try, to work it out to having her back
Use to skip classes, now I skip breakfast
Never skip practice and I need to flip the mattress
To help me forget the kiss, the lips, the soft
Mama had a baby and his head popped off

Mama had a baby and his head popped off
We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
I couldn't do it so I picked it up and threw it
Off the building, just to see if all the children
Were quick enough to catch it

So I'll tear down these walls, let the chips fall
Let's all go outside and play a game of kick ball
Laugh a little, and live alot
She squeals and giggles when I hit that spot
If you give me a minute and I can finish my beer
And move a tad bit closer to the limits of here
And when it gets clear, and the sun comes back
We can drive too fast, we can fly off the tracks
Tuck in your shirt, hike up your skirt
Welcome to the jungle where the tigers give birth
I only took my time because she looked so fine
And it makes me crazy trying to pay em no mind
You should save your spine and stay on the struggle
Shoot the trouble and keep the temper subtle
My rent just doubled, because they took my roomate
And I'm keepin these movies cause they all past the due date
Close, cover, before striking
Lick a missle at the bird and try to cripple it's right wing
and I end every sentance with a . . .
Mama had a baby and his head popped off

Mama had a baby and his head popped off
We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
I couldn't do it so I picked it up and threw it
Off the building, just to see if all the children
Were quick enough to catch it

Say out loud, we must network
Should have been, more specific
Now have this, daily pressure
Some of them, just don't get it
Leave me at, the beginning
Start over and do it well
Shut my trap, stop complaining
Stay sober and step on shells
My oh my, yours oh yours (oh yours, oh yours)
And when it snows it pours
And when I'm running out of fire I just open the doors
And go sit on the porch and watch the neighborhood wars
But I've got the sun, and I've got my son
And I've got my will to run until I'm dead and done
And this is for the love we found and the love we lost
Mama had a baby and his head popped off

Mama had a baby and his head popped off
We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
I couldn't do it so I picked it up and threw it
Off the building, just to see if all the children
Were quick enough to catch it

 

[fox69]

"Mattress"

"Mattress"


[Chorus 2X:]
All your secrets stay safe
All your liars will lay
All your stories are stains
On that mattress

Ain't no way to ignore yourself
A lot to say, no one to tell
We all think that you're so cool cause nobody knows that nobody knows you
Paint brush color up them flaws
Break up send them broken laws
You can't share all the facts with a home made crosshair on your back
Everybody wanna tell the tale
Like the chips might fall but they never fail
You still don't realize, take a look around
Do we seem surprised
So we don't even need to know
About the poor decisions that feed your growth
Nah, we just wanna see the now what
Can you keep a secret, can you keep your mouth shut

[Chorus 2X]

You can't even tell your mirror
Anyone can seem so sincere
Watch whatever you volunteer
Voices argue all over here
She was pointing at a hand
When she said let's move this ball to the bed
First time on her field, hit a homerun
Wash your hands, don't tell no one
Better check yourself
Cause the best part of you the part kept to self
Will never forget how it felt
Look at how well you dealt with the guilt now

[Chorus 2X]

You gotta secret but everybody does
And the whole damn courtroom wanna be the judge
You don't wanna be distracted
And take our minds off our own malpractice
Everybody talk about their past
Like today's mistake is gonna be the last
We wanna see behind your mask
Like we ain't got our backyard to trash
Well this one drink and drive
And that one there, cheats on his wife
Broken promises, deadbeat dads
Overdoses, and one night stands
Let's all make a mess
And try to project some kind of perfection
And let me sing you a song
Cause I ain't the first thing you ever did wrong

 

[fox69]

"Me"

"Me"


Yeah, the child in the mirror was homely
So he learned early on how to switch into low-key
Little person, observant and accurate
Grew the skills to argue and the passion to back it with
Kick over the blocks just to rebuild them
'Cause mom and pop used to pop, sound familiar?
Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurting
So we stepped up to help be an anger and a burden
And right around the same time
Started noticing girls, but they wouldn't pay him any mind
And if they ever did, he got nervous
You should of seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss
Even though he was too young to hunt and gather
Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger
It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem
At 16, you only needed one on your team
And mom and dad was never getting back together
So he was on some "Baby, we gonna make it last forever"
Basically married right out of high school
Five years of getting high and fighting at a drive-thru
And when he hit 21, they made a son
But on his 22nd birthday, the relationship was done
Now he's got a best friend instead of a wife
But he feels like he stole the best years of her life
After that, it was one co-dependant to the next
A lot of love, a lot of hate and a little bit of great sex
Self-learning in between the self-loathing
Strangled in a cycle, can't feel yourself choking
Some of them would overlap, some of them would double-back
None of them deserved to be exposed to all the trouble that he posed
Strike one? Not even out of fear
He don't even do rough sex, you bite him and he's out of here
Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate
And he's attracted to the women that reciprocate
Y'all can kick karma 'till it's getting late
Until Mama's little drama is the topic of the big debate
And now a days the confidence is off the page
'Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage
He's only in town for a handful of hours
But Repunzel want to come down and dance in the flowers
Want to make a smile? want to make a laugh?
Want to make up for the mistakes in the past?
Want to act like he doesn't know better
If payback's a bitch he'll be in debt forever
Insecure, impatient
Temporary gratification, self-validation
That's what its made of it's all true
And it's the only reason that he's even talking to you

[Chorus x2]
You can try to fix my broken wings
You can know all the words to the songs I sing
But you don't need to know what's wrong with me
Unless you think you're gonna come home with me

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Millenium Dodo"

"Millenium Dodo"



I only act like an asshole
Why don't ya'll stay in back
Let the man grow
I can't tell what town this is
But I know that bill was a counterfeit
Hye bartender, bump a top jar
Gotta think about where to dump this cop car
I'm too slick, so fuck your bullshit
I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool stick
My grandad must've played the jazz
When I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap
All around the world, its the same bar
Wishin that the jukebox had some Gangstarr
State to state, I chase fate
But my stereo ate all my favorite tapes
So babydoll, you better straighten up the attitude
Or you ain't gonna make it with me
All the way to Baton Rouge
Call her mama, she make the milk pour
A 94', too high to read the billboard
Got a room at the Best Western
The guy at the front desk looks like Les Nessman
Hush now, not a sound
Shut the door, and lay your towel down
Ya'll run around and figure out what its all about
While I try to find a cure for this cotton mouth
I keep track of the miles I run
But read the flask, say Southside, son
Took a sip through the hole of my ski mask
Roll till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas
Speed pass, Millenium Dodo
I got my own lane, I don't wait for the popo
So order up another plate of oysters
You talk so much, you makin my voice hurt
Dental floss inside of the glove box
Radio locked on the classic rock
With the mirrorball, Escape From New York style
Double parked outside of the court house
The windchill got a big ol butt
My breath fog all the windows up
Take a break from the rotten grapevines
Fill the tank and then spank the state lines
Never make this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose
But I knew that I could count on you
Next rounds on you (Is that true?)
Wash my sins off in the rain
Caught this fish now, light the flame
I only claim whats in my veins
That's my crown and that's my name
Gotta wait till they slash the price
Before you catch a life
But we can spend half the night with the dashboard light
(Is that right?)
I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can hang your pain
In the hall of fame
Don't make me explain, that's my crown and that's my name

The pick pockets call me Ali Baba
I'm here to sell you some magic water
You might know me as Jacob and Malcom's father
Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter
Its like that ya'll

 

[fox69]

"Millennium Dodo 2"

"Millennium Dodo 2"


[Slug]
Never run of the mill when I shoot the pill
I'm a son of a spill, I've got boots to fill
Showed up with a deuce-deuce of swill
and a guardian angel on my Coupe de Ville
Shark in the lake, heart strike the drum
Mark landscape with a dart-like tongue
Spit my blood from deep in the gut
Smoking cigarette butts with my fingerless gloves
Pull over at the welcome sign
and raise a toast to those that fell behind
Everybody else got a crippled spine
from tryna take it back to a simple time
Keep a little pine tree, hang from my rearview
Beats turned up just enough not to hear you
Gonna swim till the fins get torn
I shall return, keep the engine warm

[Chorus]
Millennium Dodo
Pull out your telephone and take you a photo
You didn't know? Better read the logo
You don't wanna play around and get ocho
Recline like I don't care
The world is mine and I ain't gon' share
Now everybody blow smoke in the air
I keep my eyes on the road, but I know that you stare

[Slug]
Now I was at the party sleeping on the couch
when I decided to grab a bottle of something and bounce
I'd rather be by myself
than have to navigate another fake cry for help
On the beaten path with a bandaged fist
to represent the last half of the damn I give
Play me in slow-mo', fly like a blimp
Millennium Dodo, drive with a limp
Windows down, heater blasting
Got my coffee but I need some aspirin
Watch me merge into speeding traffic
with the truck-stop plastic, cheap sunglasses
Show respect
You broke down on the side of the road, wanna choke my neck
I've got a glovebox full of stolen checks
and I drink moonshine that the chrome reflects

[Chorus]

[Slug]
Flannel, look like a farmer
Underneath camo, look like a hunter
With that ski mask, look like a robber
Sleeping in the barn with the doctor's daughter
Got stories to wax, pour me a glass
I run with the ghosts of warriors past
South side, call it pop life
Y'all catch frostbite waiting at a stoplight
All over the map we get festive
It's a matter of class
You can tell by my lack of attractive skeptics
You just mad at my moustache
Hey girl, we'll always have Memphis
But right now, I want breakfast
With the pedal to the metal till we hit West Texas
then cross to Mexico to see my dentist

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Millie Fell Off The Fire Escape"

"Millie Fell Off The Fire Escape"


[Slug]
She dropped the gun and started running down the corridor
She found the exit to get out that department store
She reached full sprint when she hit the parking lot
She didn't see police, not even any rent-it-cops
She ran across the street and went behind the Applebee's
From there she could see those abandoned factories
Figured there's a good place for her to hide away
Knowing she could climb inside through the fire escape
At this point, still felt like a dream
In her head she could still hear the little kid's screams
Leaning up against the dumpster to find some breath
She could hear the sirens, now it's time to step
Running through the alleyway now relentless
Bobbing in between houses, hopping fences
Only two more blocks till the overpass
The adrenaline is rendering a panic attack
Maybe she should go back and explain it all
Maybe the best thing to do now is take that fall
Ain't no way that they won't understand
Daddy's little girl is never gonna hurt again

She can't believe that she's having this dilemma
Tryna find a reason that she shouldn't go surrender
She's a kid and a first time offender
Plus he had it coming, hell it's colder in December
Decided she would make it to the vacant warehouse
From there she could try to get her head to clear out
She needs a minute to sit and think
Some time to reflect on these events and let 'em sink
There's the building, it's empty she hopes to God
The fire escape is on the back near the loading dock
The next chapter to the happy ever after
Wrapped her little fingers round the cold metal ladder
Started climbing, that's when she heard the officer
"Millie turn yourself in now girl, come down from there"
She tried to look over her shoulder
Lost balance, fell four stories, it was over

 

[fox69]

"Minnesota Nice"

"Minnesota Nice"


[Chorus:]
I don't wanna be, I service you with a smirk, (I smirk)
I don't wanna be, shoo you away like a fly! (Shoo fly!)
I don't wanna be, you may be bad, but I'm worse, (I'm so worse)
I don't wanna be, they call me Minnesota Nice!
I don't wanna be,

[Prof:]
I'm stayin fresh to death, mother fucker, check the kicks!
Pimpin 101, homes, what the lesson is.
Man you real ugly and she is worse,
Who wants to volunteer to leave?
Me first!
Smelling like a platypus feeling like a hippo,
See the girls scream as soon as I step out the limo.
Just because we share the same mic don't mean you nice either,
Really any shirt can be a wife beater.
There go Prof flexin on 'em again.
Follow a couple gorgeous women and I holler 'em in.
Take 'em to the dollar store or bar with the friends,
She'll be callin' again, you can call it a win!
All I do is do it, flossing in my Buick,
Prof get the club buck like, oh let's do it!
I grab a couple of bars, I'm living with a fist full,
Everybody are together now, blow the whistle.

[Mr. Gene Poole:]
It's official, I've been made aware of the ratio,
Now all I care about is gears and fellatio.
The soul of a man's career on your Casio,
Control your battle drones and fly you off the patio,
Everybody wants money off the microphone,
So they can dress corny and drop a Viper on some chrome.
But I'm the classiest beats or the trashiest,
I'm planet exists on the streets of Minneapolis.
And I'm the catalyst for world class lyricism,
Be glad that your chick is blast in this in her system!
She loves that rock hard rhythm presentation,
Fallen rap stars used to crash in her basement.
This year the flash dated six point five,
Head shots appear we're making this joint live
And affect once again my man.
Now show some respect and shake a gentleman's hand.

[Felipe Cuauhtli:]
Ah, I'm like a breath of fresh air,
Sexy mother fucker with that long ass hair.
I didn't mean to be tasteless,
Just thought I'd take a second to explain my greatness.
I'm an example of how to step your game up,
Aim up, when I'm out huntin' you lame ducks.
Ride through my hood entertaining your sister,
Bass bumpin old school solo-baric kickers
I'm trying to tell it like a T.I. Is,
I hope you catching on, what you know about this?
I'm so bad, like a single parent mommy with her hair all did,
But her kids is lookin' sloppy!
You can't stop me, broke the brakes on this Chevy,
Moving fast, try to catch the homie Sep Sevy
It's getting' heavy, hit the gym to take my weight up,
It's bigger than your block homeboy, so throw your state up.

[Slug:]
Came up the hard way and put my name up,
Now why would anybody wanna hate slug?
Straight up, your fake heart pumps snake blood!
Fuck you and the space you take up!
My eyes are red cause of life and death
I put my feet up on the table where they slice the bread!
Boast and brag til my toe gets tagged,
Old man swag with a grocery bag!
I go one for the road, two for the encore,
Couple more make you feel like you're holding down floor!
You ain't a whore, cause they make money,
You're just a bum with somebody's DNA on your tummy.
Ask your peers 'bout Atmosphere,
Went to the hell and got a souvenir rap career!
Now I walk into the place with the grace of a John Deer,
And then you're face got weird!

[Chorus:]
I don't wanna be, I service you with a smirk, (I smirk)
I don't wanna be, shoo you away like a fly! (Shoo fly!)
I don't wanna be, you may be bad, but I'm worse, (I'm so worse)
I don't wanna be, they call me Minnesota Nice!