Atmosphere

[fox69]

"By Your Side"

"By Your Side"



Y'all know I used to own a bar right
It was in El Paso I called it the hard life
If you step outside on a dark night
Check it out Juarez look like starlight

You goin think it sounds contrived
But its just like how I describe
July in 2005 when the devil walked into my small little dive
She came inside and sat down
Whatever we see all types in that town
She kinda blended into the background
The waitress went over like what'll you have now
She asked for a whiskey coke
The waitress stood there lookin like a ghost
And then the devil cleared her throat
Lowered her voice and this is the quote she spoke

I love you you make me high
If you love me back I'll never say goodbye
I love you ain't no lie
If you love me back we could paint the sky
But we ain't gotta get into it tonight
Walk away if you afraid to try
But tell me what you wanna do with your life
Buz on the day you die I'll be on your side

Okay I guess so apparently my waitress is afraid of the devil
And could tell she felt unsettled go take a cigarette break get mellow
The whole bar got quiet seemed like everything went plush and dream like
I didn't know what to think but I kept my cool while I prepared that drink
Then I delivered her beverage
That'll be 2 dollars 50 cents miss
She didn't even pretend to flich
Just grabbed the glass took it straight to her lips
But I wasn't convinced it don't matter who you are I'm runnin a business
Fuck you pay me not includin the tip
She was lookin into the distance and said this

I love you you make me high
If you love me back I'll never say goodbye
I love you ain't no lie
If you love me back we could paint the sky
But we ain't gotta get into it tonight
Walk away if you afraid to try
But tell me what you wanna do with your life
Cuz on the day you die I'll be on your side

I know they call her lady luck
But she still gotta pay me up
She tryina front over a couple of bucks
She can suck the straw that broke the camels hump

I bust my ass tryina touch some cash
Now I gotta come a put up with this trash
For what so I can eat these table scraps
Get old and hope I ain't gotta pay more tax
I started makin observations
Lookin around the room watchin faces
Complaints have replaced my patience
I hate my life but I'm so complacent
This time gonna make some changes
Made my mind up to turn these pages
I pulled out the key to the place
Gave the bar to the devil then married the waitress

I love you you make me high
If you love me back I'll never say goodbye
I love you ain't no lie
If you love me back could paint the sky
But we ain't gotta get into it tonight
Walk away if you afraid to try
But tell me what you wanna do with your life
Until the day I die I'll be on your side

 

[fox69]

"C'mon"

"C'mon"


C'mon [repeated]

When he was a kid he was the joker
Low potential, straight mediocre
Class clown, sneak off out the back door
Long hair leave a grease spot on the black board
C'mon honey take off that bra
Tryin to hit a homerun in your mom's garage
He loved graffiti, it opened him
Creeped down the alley with a can of rustoleum
Canvas, that flat surface
He learned quick to control the nervousness
If it aint buildin he burnt the bridge
And no he dont give a damn what the curfew is
Chased away all the saving grace
While them old folks bitch about the way hes raised
Southside Minneatmosphere
Get ya running from the cops just for practice here
Well what do ya know he got older
Trying to apply what childhood showed him
Everybody left out in that cold
To try to learn how to manage all that weight on his shoulders
We all want the easy life a piece of the pie that'll keep us high
So turn it up til' the speakers cry
And don't quit til' you reach the sky, c'mon

c'mon [repeated]

And as an adult he took a good look
Stayed away from the gangs and the crooks
Even though he came from the same neighborhood
So he fully understood that gang textbook
Stay original be individual
Push the pedal and never settle for the typical
Feed your children look out for your people
Live and let live and each one teach those
Good luck get a tight defense
And i hope you can depend on your higher sense
Blanked emcees let em grow for
The followers, felons, the fallen soldiers
Hey rapper, we know it don't stop
But don't forget about the folks on your block
hey dopeman what you doin with the cash crop
fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up fellow have nots
hey preacher, politician
is that the house you live in
how's the kitchen
hey policeman dont bother
even as a kid i only played robbers and robbers
headphone activists
aggressive pacifists
i aint saying you gotta kill cops
just look at your life check what its built off

c'mon [repeated]

 

[fox69]

"Camera Thief"

"Camera Thief"



Camera thief
Take pictures
Run like the parallel stitches
Attach my feet to the path I beat
Teach myself to keep the answers brief
Gnash my teeth like the last to feast
Imagine me on that abandoned beach
Sand and sea as if the jazz was free
I’m Ice cream mixed with gasoline
Direct attention to the craftsmanship
Neglect to mention that the past will stick
Like initials carved in the concrete
Like the tattoo that hides on your mommy
I still kick it with angels
The difference is that instead of the bar, I’m at my kitchen table
The starlight shines through the glass
But you feel safe underneath that mask

Ferris Wheel, give rides
These scars healed in time to get high
Lock the doors and hide the keys
Lets go describe how to climb a tree
Don’t sign the lease just cop a corner
For you to curl up and try to sleep
Those cheap police won't find my wings I keep my dreams inside my dreams
And If I had a time machine
I’d probably use it like a vacuum and try to clean
It kind a seems, quite more than a handful of these regrets have been circumstantial
Now give me all the cash out the drawer
Touch that mustache down on the floor
And I’ll be in court holding a pitchfork
Before I let the contest outlast the sport

Pocket watch, impatient
Find a mate then make the migration
Break the rules, but first break the rulers
And keep it moving like a rumor
I don’t need to defend my defensiveness
I keep to myself, my family, and friendships
I’ve got enough people I could disappoint
If you disagree I think you missed the point
Now go ahead and grab a chair
Let me tell you about the last few years
Pulled out a sack full of Samson’s hair
And put it on the dash like a dancin’ bear
I wrote you a horoscope
It won't fit on this post-it note
But if I had to sum it up into a shorter quote
It goes fuck it, you might as well row that boat

 

[fox69]

"Can't Break"

"Can't Break"



He wanted to make a difference be understood right?
Wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life
Put some work on that wood jumped and took flight
Left his hand writin' in that book what that look like?
Happy mess is the reach touch and manifest it
Caught between respect your momma
And them battle weapons
Lost your adolescence at them intersections
Spread them wings
And you're gonna need some landin' lessons
The sun is gonna burn them feathers
Lost track of time tryin' to ride the bender
Used to have an agenda but really why remember?
Doesn't matter when your head's in
A bottle somewhere in tribeca
Or maybe you sedate it up in silverlake
Cheatin' fate first rate feelin' great
Tryin' to turn a first date
Into a friendly game of kill the snake
Can't wait to get her face against a pillow case

Progress that came with a cost
Rejoice for the rain that will wash
Multiple choice you can stay on that cross
Or grab it by the arms and break 'em off

The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want and i can't break away

If they buy it for you how you not gonna drink it?
If they fry it for you how you not gonna eat it?
If they throw it to you how you not gonna hold it?
Touch it taste it love it and f**k with it a moment?
Every city's the same scene gangrene
Vampire's lookin' at your veins fangs craving
Interchangeable hair similar name jeans
Faux-made take charge and late start playthings
It ain't harder to tell
They rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell
Now meet him at the bar 'cause it's part of the sell
Felt at peace leavin' pieces of his heart at hotels
Stepped in with his next new best friend
On the bed's edge loadin' up on the weapon
Tryin' to win big all bets in
Now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence

The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want
And i can't breakaway.

 

[fox69]

"Carry Me Home"

"Carry Me Home"


[Hook]
"Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style"

[Verse 1]
He remembers little bit of his childhood
Sometimes bad, sometimes good
But he never was one to blame today's grey sky on last week's rain
So he see's everything face value
Looks grim, it tastes bad too
There's nothing to do except dupe, push down the wall and get through it
I swear to god it's too stretched
Too easy to slip or lose steps
And the taller you are, the harder you fall
that's why a lot of us crawl
Mumma, please don't look now
I've gotta walk over people I've took down
It ain't as pretty as you probably think
It's gonna take more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow he'll drink to the guilt of
every cheap wooden bridge that he's built
Bury those skeletons in his head
til you pick him up and carry him to bed

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Swimming through alcohol and woman
Gets some gold spray paint for that lemon
Everything he's got is not a given
rock bottom on the flipside of top billin
Not a victim, fuck the sympathy
Figure it out, and kill the bitch in me
Poor a little liquor out and call it a victory
They said the sky was limit free
No, don't trust none of these people
Won't give him enough to love me for me
so even when they welcome me into their kingdom
Can't bring self to believe them
It goes, folk hard tryna act like no flaw
Turn it up til it burns that stove top
Mr know it all, bad boy showoffs
Red lights, no stops
Mumma, this can't be the boy you raised me to be
The drama, depression
Afraid that it must be the Daley in me that's crazy
Carry me home - take care of your baby

[Hook]

Don't wanna live like that, no
Don't wanna live like that, no

 

[fox69]

"Cats Van Bags"
(feat. Brother Ali)

"Cats Van Bags"
(feat. Brother Ali)



[Intro]
I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk
I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding
Come and fucking get me, motherfucker
Yeah, break, start the song now, fucker

[Verse 1]
[Slug]
We travelin the missle, weavin' through your cornfields
Leavin behind a trail of amature porn and orange peels
Navagatin through this basement, the masquerades
As our nation, practicin' my acid take, masturbation
Watchin the expressions on the faces
Of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and aces
How many miles can you put on one soul
Before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole

[Brother Ali]
Shoot through it as a union, with the best of my crew
Bumpin melodies and memories too, my heads killin me, ohh
Stomach empty, my bladder is full
Two years old son on Jay Birds phone Cryin, ya missin me
And I'm stallin', I'll bite ya arm off
Sabertooth Tiger, run the night with the sharp claws
In ya backyard just to fuck with ya guard dog
Throw a brick through your shit and cut the alarm off
Bitch

[Slug]
Fuck yes, I do my best to take advantage in bouts
With one hand over the mouth, still managin' to shout
Theres more said, then in the lines in your forehead
Then could ever try to find print on the inside of that warhead
Cross country, like a little lost junky
Make them hot and jumpy, trying to get that God money
Stearin the van through the blizzards, the fanfare
Pivit when we visit, spit victim if you stand there

[Brother Ali]
Take a map of this picture, throw a dart at it, thats where
We took a room back full the kids and threw a heart at it
Angry like a hostage, Kickin like a little bitch in one of Dibs's mosh pits
Shifitin through your city limits tryin to find the raw shit
Thread and needle wit it, and weave a world of hate together, till we get
'em car sick
Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action
Battle cracks headin, trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain

[Slug]
Climbed over the side, closed his eyes
Took a dive into his fame, inspiration for stayin alive
Swam to the shore, stepped upon land
Walked up to a whore, grabbed her by the hand
And said

[Chorus]
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo

[Verse 2]
[Brother Ali]
Lock eyes, with a thousand people at the same time
They minds, believin this, my style of graffiti is
Squeezin this, the mid west, sweat out of my shirt
And leavin with my life essence embedded in ya dirt

[Slug]
We work, move, and hustle with the rest of the Gypsies
Spoon feed these issues to a new school of Fishes
Swimmin through a hazy shade of passion
Here they come, the Hazleton has-been, and his chaplin

[Brother Ali]
Thats them, the migrants, seasonal workers
The finest imperial wordsmiths on the circuit
Two Million smiles and runnin, stompin', trying to flee the heat
Turn around, shootin at the monster till his knees are weak

[Slug]
They call me Jesus Freak, I came to listen
Then I save you, then I make you, my favorite position
Chasin' this pigeon down the street towards the banks
Just in case, my traffic receives jeeps and tanks

[Bridge]
[Slug]
And we wonder through the snow(?), so let it be known
Mama I don't know if I'ma ever be home
The revolution wont have any distribution
I love my son and my music so I gotta keep it movin'
Like

[Chorus]
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo

 

[fox69]

"Caved In"

"Caved In"


[D. Turner]
The door opened, in walked my brother
Terrified, teary-eyed, I'm wide open
Only to hear our father died
It's not true, I'm hopin'
I need some air, I'm chokin
Get me off this ride, where's life goin?
Feelin' I'm lost, I'm frozen
Suspended in mid-traumatized state
Why I'm chosen for this fate? I don't know
Head shakes back and forth emotional
Unsociable, not speakin'
Remainin silent, cause I'm weakened
Deep inside I'm freakin'
Want my father back, I need him
Why's God cheatin?
Takin' half the two that gave me life
My mind replaces thought, now no longer can I sleep at night
Not feelin' right, insecure, now what's my future lookin' like?
Ain't dealt with death before, age 11 and can't take no more
My hands on the floor cause my stomachs feelin' sick and I was mad at the Lord
Because he took him all too quick that day
On his way to pick me up, he never made it
Blamed it all on myself, therefore I dwelled in self-hatred
On a path called destruct, many thought I wouldn't make it
I hate it, the way I feel, but I just can't seem to shake it
Somebody take it away, this mad situation
My world is breakin' and I feel I'm 'bout to cave in

[Chorus x2]
I tried to take it all in
After it all settled I couldn't begin
Accepting you were gone, but understood

[D.Turner]
Hey dad, I miss you, for everyday gone
And for the rest of my life, try to remain strong
Until we reunite, live on, your memory
From the seeds you planted gently
Thanks for being there for me
And all the time you spent with me
Love sent for me(?), if I could only have that day back
To sit down and rap, shoot the breeze and have a chat
But the fact still remains, still later, on the day I have to meet our maker
I write my feelings on the paper, for now
Along the golf course where you once played
I see you as I drive by, I feel you like your presence is there
I stop and I stare, I see the pictures of days we shared
Well aware that you cared, makin sure I was prepared for life
The hardships, the struggles, the garbage, and the troubles
That come with it, always kept my head lifted
I grip it close to my heart, everthing you taught me
My dad, my hero, you have my love for all eternity

[Chorus x4]
I tried to take it all in
After it all settled I couldn't begin
Accepting you were gone, but understood

 

[fox69]

"Choking On A Wishbone"

"Choking On A Wishbone"


[Slug]
This one goes out to all of those that want success
Wait, not just the ones that want it
This goes to those that feel they deserve it
And this one goes to all of those that make the moves
and those that have paid the dues
To all of those that walk the fine line on the edge
To all the heads about to break it loose

And you don't want to come close to feeling it
Initial reaction like "Yo, I don't give a shh..."
After a minute within it, they start to think
"Why the hell they didn't get it, did they not hear what he speaks?"
They don't know me, it's best that way
Let 'em look for tomorrow in yesterday
And let me strain my lungs for the love of popping amps
Let me spike the ball because I don't like to dance
Let me paint a picture on the surface of your mind
I got a job at the circus and I quit writing rhymes
Now I travel from city to city, life of a gypsy
Gravel, grass, concrete, folk law and mystery
Yo, looking at my Gucci, it's about that time
for me to pawn this piece of junk and try to take some of these finds
Fly angel fly, don't ever look back
You better scoop that dead rat off the track, go home and cook that
Maybe you should trade that Mustang for a Jeep
So when you get too drunk to drive, you'll have a dry place to sleep
Don't forget what chocolate milk does to the hangover
Come on, who you think cut the tires on your Land Rover?
Twist the nobs and chew the fat off the shish kebab
Ditch the lard that cut my hair and made me quit my job
And if I pass before they get a chance to hear me
Tell 'em "Kiss my ass" and teach 'em all about my theory

[Chorus: 4x]
Choking on a wishbone, position blown out the frame
Pissed on the remains to mark the spot and spark the flame

[Slug]
It never settles, the constant grinding of metal
against complicated timing, developing my threshold
Touching the gestalt with a little reverb and some echo
to add extra flavor like pesto
Yo, the cards are dealt and now I'm staring at my hand
Looking for something to toss, tryna find a spot to stand
The anger felt as I look across the land
It doesn't equal to the eagerness and hunger to expand
Move past, the berry is set, the previous sets
carry me through the meaninglessness
Here I am with the word extracting nerves
Running toward the stage (here we go) to watch the crash occur

[Chorus: 2X]

[Slug]
Put your head on the pillow and shut your eyes
Take your mind out the ghetto and touch the sky
Then come ease down that much feared trail of blood, sweat and love
Instead of flame, crying tears in the rain
The blunder game, and it drowned out the hunger pains
Numbed the brain and played life like a numbers game
Poppa needs a new pair of nuts, cause he lost touch
with the last ones fastened to the bottom of his guts
Yo, they don't know me, it's best that way
Let 'em look for tomorrow in yesterday
This child is your fate so let 'em play
I bet I know your age and I can guess your weight
Wait, wait, how can it be so simple and straight?
And why the hell ain't you tripping to make some ripples in the lake?
I can't figure it out, for God's sake arguing a lost case
as it irritates my prostate, and when I sit home alone
I kick over the telephone and catch my zone inside the dial tone

[Chorus]

[Multiple recordings of Slug talking play together for 38 seconds]

 

[fox69]

"Clay"

"Clay"


When I first landed the damage was outlandish
anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for granted
but when I first landed I was so relieved I lost my focus
so we exceeded recommended dosages
now I hold the crib? that holds the soul that holds the poet skills
exlcusive it leaves illusions of unfocused flows
I don't suppose you're taking too much time
breaking too much mind trying to unravel the parable?
that dismantled and left the lines in need of some assembly
so I can find the secret key and free all the emcees
this planet spins on a thin axis
all axis passes won't help you to grasp the atmos'
I mean, what did you think
my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get paid to smoke weed,
and grab the mic and spoonfeed?
there's more to this than just paying the rent
if you're riding on this song you need to ride it to the end

[Chorus]
what could you say as the Earth gets further and further away?
planets as small as balls of clay [x4]

some shells get broke
some keep their wigs closed
some get exposed as little man big pose
some make moves and some stay daydreamers
but everbody seems to want some loot, food amd a beemer
well make mine hunter green with camel insides,
10 percent tips, Mr. Pibb and some french fries
inch by inch I take it closer to the shoulder
but day by day it's getting harder to stay sober
once again on the edge, head's inebriated
movement needs motive, it's easier to be sedated
what makes me mighty and another tiny?
why does my psyche give a damn about whether or not you like me?
if this crime's right I might be wrong
I grip this mic tight because it's all I really have a grip on
so let the losers lose and let the players play
the difference is the day to the dust some clay, what

[Chorus - 4X]

who's world is that? it ain't mine, and I'm grateful
already got a plate full of clay on my table
I'm capable of handling fate, I know this
so do the people that get pissed when this microphonist spits
too many get caught up in the lines that emcees thought up
but it's clear to me the ones that fear me are the one's that outta
I spot a blemish on your planet's existence
I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever sentences
instantly pissin? away the misfits
the only residue that came of the hypothecially spew they sprayed
when they swayed I'd have em
half of 'em can't fathom
where the 'Mats? from
I may be on those
you can ask 'em
at last, when we get down to it
there's more than sand and fluid
in how I revolve and evolve
can we solve the secrets? No.
can we take trinkets? No.
so when the ink hits it's more than just a sequenced flow
I can't bring you with me so I'm a leave me here
centuries from now they're gonna study Atmosphere
carefully I steer, I'm aware life is fatal
when I go, I wanna go like Ho, taken by the play-dough

[Chorus - 4X]

 

[fox69]

"Commodities"

"Commodities"


[Chorus]
Everybody, everybody want to be somebody
Go gotta be, there's no probably
You can talk to me after the party
It's just monotony, human commodities

[Slug]
Don't you just, don't you just love that profile page?
Where we use our voice and take the stage
Just to get repped for future endeavors
When you only special as physical measurements
Pardon me if what I speak seems amiss
Like anyone, we looking for a reason to exist
Validate the little ego cause we seeking it
But we only get attention from the neediest
Sex symbolic, took it literal
But the visual change with the wind that blows
And it shows cause we don't tiptoe
We got the tendencies to disclose too much info
Everybody, everybody want to be famous yeah
So we ask Santa Claus for fake tits huh
Let's take steps to embrace the objectification
and fix your face next

Yeah you're attractive, anyone's attractive
What? That's not magic, in fact when I last checked
you got casted as an extra, fantastic
But why don't you tone it down to bout half as dramatic
Can't dance past without a glance at the glass
Still won't admit that you practised that accent
Your personalities are canvas
You wanna impress me? Go fix a decent sandwich
Come on chuckles, grab a cluster of struggles
Muster up the guts to tattoo 'em on your knuckles
Broken models causing troubles
Frozen nostrils, solve that puzzle
How many photo albums full of self-indulgence?
Cellphones, so portraits can be helmed
on your favorite internet social network rebellion
Got me wondering what the fuck you selling

[Chorus: 2X]