Atmosphere

[fox69]

"Don't Stop"

"Don't Stop"


All right, see I ain't really all that famous, yet
But I'm not a nobody neither
Just doing our thing
Sometimes we do it right, sometimes we do it wrong
Doesn't matter, either way it gets done
It gets done our way

[Verse 1]
Can't really pinpoint when I made the big choice
God never spoke to me about my thin voice
It ain't like I was handed a mission
I won't front, I'm just another man of tradition
I guess its best to check inside of the music
Rap groups back in my youth got me boosted
Couldn't stop the usage, call me opportunist
The turntables plugged in? Fuck it, gotta do it
Beats back then broke the button on my rewind
Opened up my mind to notes, drums and time
Started memorising everybody's rhymes
Spitting your shit like I was going for mine
Introduced me to funk, rock and jazz
So amazed as to how the DJs chopped the samples
Some nod their heads, some pop they ass
So it was only natural for me to cop a handful

[Hook]
Between what it is and what can be
I'm here just to keep you company
You ain't got to be in love with me
Just don't stop beating them drums for me
Between what it is and what can be
I'm here just to keep you company
You ain't got to be in love with me
Strange how far you mark for me

[Verse 2]
So put the jam on and move forwards
Roll up the windows and sing a chorus
And give it more until the life drops
Nef turn off the speakers, boom box or the iPod
No stopping me, you can't possibly
What you thought I'd do, Ant's got a lot of beats
Shake your ass in celebratory fashion
It's not the spot for you to come relax mam
Ain't nothin like Hip Hop music
The shoe fits, gotta show and prove it
Ask god how much is too much
He wrote a note in the clouds, said "Keep fucking them up"
I used to live in those headphones
All alone stuck in my zone
But today I got a king and I'll follow the dream
Just to see what tomorrow can bring, ding, ding

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Oh, they don't like my crew
Because we don't sound nothin like they think we sposed to
That's cool, I guess it ain't for you
But I'm still comin through with what I came to do
Been in love with it since I was a kid
It protected me, watched over what I did
I was a junkie, I couldn't get enough of it
Probably should've predicted that I'd be up in it (Fuck with it)
Your gonna have to kill me to stop me
I'm a grown ass man, this ain't no goddamn hobby
The bread's all soggy and them kisses are sloppy
But I still love rap from the soul to the body
Give it everything that you know
Because the people in the crowd is trynna let it go
She might need a little something for them nerves
Make her way up front to mouth along with the words
She say...

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Dreamer"

"Dreamer"



She gotta condition of the heart a heart condition
So as a kid she had to adapt to smarter livin'
Not much room to rebel because of health
No drugs no booze just kiss and tell
Well known on the scene jailbait queen
Had the first baby barely eighteen
Father of the child was after one thing
When the daughter came the dad was unseen
It don't matter he ain't got a job
So she had to go work
And leave the baby with her mom
Second shift 'til the neck is stiff
But she worked it and built her own nest to live
Soon after that baby's daddy
Lazy bum with no cash
He wanna come over and crash
He wanna play his part
So she let him move into that garden level apartment
She knew better she did it anyways
Explain better when you're tryin' to see some better days
The sun's up catch those rays
Butterflies now who's got chase?
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope
Two years later two months pregnant
Same daddy same broke ass situation
This time the doc said her heart might break
Praise god that the job got her health benefits straight
She believes in the right to choice
But she loves baby girl and she wants a boy
Makes more nowadays on the day shift
Balance that with night classes
Take some time and space and make it all fit
The apartment they now live in is overcrowded
Raised her voice and made her point
Told that boy go get employed
He put on his best shirt
Said he wasn't comin' back 'til he gets work
She knew what that part meant
So she swept ever y piece out that apartment
Peace out keep out take the scenic route
Rather only hafta feed three mouths
She adapts to everything now
And nobody asks what she dreams about
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope
Little girl was her first reason to breath
And her little man was the first man she believed in
She gotta live right and do right by self
She do for self she don't want your help
Afraid of being alone
But fear ain't enough to knock her off of that stone
Gonna make that home a home
With or without a man that she can call her own
Big boss at work is anxious
Continues to hand her the wrong advances
She passes the test she knew the answers
Quit the job to go take a chance with life
This is life we all strain
While we pray for dollars and we work for change
It's all the same we all struggle
Sometimes you gotta say fuck you
When you smile and she doesn't return it
Give her room and don't disturb it
If it makes it hurt less to curse and fight
Go ahead and hate the world girl you earned the right now
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope

 

[fox69]

"Dubs"

"Dubs"


[Chorus: Beyond (Slug)]
Beyond and Slug got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up the dub
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want)
It's the barge baby (yo, yo, you can touch it if you want)

[Beyond (Slug)]
Yo, check it out
After I lacerate, what you think you coming back to take?
You aggravate tryna bite me, but I don't feel it
My philosophy is to keep all the lock and keys
Everything I got, conceal it, so they don't steal it
I'm stuck in poverty, but I keeps my head banging
So my kind of life keeps me aware of the trifling
(Bitch, you bitch) Is that the only thing you pay attention to?
And if it wasn't then I probably wouldn't mention you
It's like that, listen (money) now to flock in
But I told you (use your brains) my SoundScan's dropping
There's only two options, huh, die while grovelling
or be a man and stand to these bitches and coward men
Now and then it's gonna happen, you can believe me
So retreat before the barge comes to street sweep
Slug and Beyond, thus dawn of the end
Snatch your family, your friends before the monster's descend
We've been planning to take the world for a long time now
(It's time now) so all opposition lie down
I'm dying to plague the world and every city and angel
Let's come in this pretty girl's face, and then jet

[Slug (Beyond)]
First to beat the uncertainty
Working the verses free for the purpose provided by props
Personally, I never gave a fuck
for the mucky murky mass that you're walking through (to get some pudding)
Been standing here for eternity, for a damn long time, forever
Somehow my patience grew muscular
Must be a side effect to the mental exorcism
Maintain, warm up this torn up brain
Strain, struggle, painkilling guzzle
End in poison, just to push the progress of the puzzle
And I'm looking for a quarter-piece, got the corner pieces perfect
Forcing me to see there's more than meets the surface
Mercy me, check the level of the mercury
Must begot the fever man, my helmet really hurting me
Circuitry twisted by a bitch named greed
Now all proceeds is going to smoking more weed
Please, you need to force-feed your head
and set your sights straight ahead and hit warp speed instead
of the foreseeable hate that you've got aimed at my crew
Pull your noble gown and get your shit together

[Chorus: Beyond (Slug)]
Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want to)
Yo, Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby (yo, you can touch it if you want to)

[Beyond (Slug)]
What you thinking? Wait a minute y'all, don't answer me
Cause by chance you'll be, the same as the other ones
I'd love come out and play with you, waste a day with you
But something's fucking up my life, I gotta say it's you
In a day or two, hopefully I'll be away from you
You're too dumb to see the roadway that I've been taking you
Blow away the ashes, throw away the trash kid
Everlasting to be the ones forever blasting
(Yo, yo, we crashing that party on the north side)
(Tryna have that shit the dame day as ours?) Look at how they played their cards
Quarterly, all you little bitches better report to me
This is our city, I ain't playing or you'll see

(Take off your bra) Or you'll see
(Okay now bend over) Or you'll see

[Chorus: Beyond (Slug)]
Beyond and Slug got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby (yo, you can touch it if you want to)
Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby (you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby (yo, you can touch it if you want to)
Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby (yo, you can touch it if you want to)

They be asking (yo, you can touch it if you want to)
They be asking (you can touch it if you want to)
They be asking (you can touch it if you want to)
(Yo, you can touch it if you want to)
(Yo, you can put your hand down my pants)
(Rhymesayers, big dicks, big dicks)
(We got room for all y'all to fit)

 

[fox69]

"Dungeons And Dragons"
(feat. Musab)

"Dungeons And Dragons"
(feat. Musab)



This is Don Newkirk from Cincinnati, Ohio.
Yeah, handsome. Yeah, you know what I'm sayin?
Six-one-two, writers never die, writers never die.
Yeah, yeah, lavish I never had it
I get too happy doin atmospheric damage
to your amateurish madness
Check your current status

[Slug]
Kinetic responses were heard frequent in the past
with speakin lashes in the toungues of father's demons semen
Somehow catered to the whims of later stood
check the you shoot like stormtroopers the arising Darth Vader hood
Gave a good thumbs up type of scream
to symbolize the arrival cause we've arised from the dream
With a red beam that fastens to my chest
wearin' a string of beads of sweat
decorating this helmet that shelters and protects my laptop
The brain contains the game and the fast talk
More traffic than the average vagrant's favorite drag spot last stop
To catch a breath for twenty miles
Cause this field is filled with more snakes than MC's that fake their freestyles
Your optimism is far from natural caught the label of asshole
cause I'm twice as tight as the rest this rappin's vaginal
Stand clear, cause when my shit comes the big fun
Pushin' up in and out of your bitch system like a piston
Glistening, in the twilight, hill top, with his ability stability
and shoot my spunk on your soliloquy
The children see right through the smoke screen
the mist around your soul provoking, your own choking

[Repeat 8x: Slug (In the background)]
Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon

[Beyond / Musab (Slug)]
In 97 the haters smash the tribe of set
New ward, what are the most important things in life?
To crush enemies? To see them driven before you?
Or to hold the head of opponent MC's, in your bare hands
Haha

I'm a co-founder, and one that likes to lounge on
Overcrowded spots so I can find someone to clown on
I hound dog, sniffin' out the unwanted
I said I'd let you live, but I never could keep a promise
With a lot of shit in my cottage
Come to my store, tryin to fight get fucked, like Marcellus Wallace
The BE calls it, anybody wanna, wander, on to the stage and try ta cha cha
Blah blah, that's all I'm hearin from the opposition
Just a buncha cockys dissin, ya kiddin
Wanna battle, huh?
Last two times mc's were found dead in a fast food line
Mash you, I'mma mash you (Who, them?)
Yeah, that crew
Separate the bitches like a capsule cause they fragile
Knock em off the saddle make 'em flip to the leaves
and they'll wake up paralyzed like, Christopher Reeves
Take a breath, here quick take one more
Before you finally realize that ya layin' in the morgue
This is the core, of the underground
Listen cause I'm sayin' somethin' now
The BE, only one allowed

[Repeat 8x: Slug (In the background)]
Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon

[Musab]
Steel is not strong
Flesh is strong
You understand me, boy?
Watch, watch this, you you, come here, come here,
come to me, come to me, witness this

[Slug (Musab)]
I'm kind of conservative when it comes to this rap shit
because when I glace across the surface all the words is written backwards
And actions speak, much louder than your heavy rotations
I'll rock a crowd that's never heard of us, on any occasion
No longer patient you got my cranium achin
Prepare my awareness and start to measure up these square pegs
To figure out which crescent wrench it's gonna take
to beat this stake into my skull,
to numb, and dull this headache
Fiberglass rappers leave with cracked brains
Shattered names line the hallways with all the ways I can contain
under lids, locks in a two headed dog, with a sawed off
It's where Ant makes the breaks to get your rocks off
Molotov toss, into the ring of lost causes
formerly known as MC's (Southside lost provisions)
Cause it's more cost-efficient to kill the bad apple then save the core
then to nature let it run it's course, of course
You cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on this planet
(Cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on the planet)
You cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on this planet
Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon after dragon

[Repeat 7x: Slug (In the background)]
Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon

[Musab]
In 97, smash the tribe of Set, all the snakes
slitherin amongst the base, amongst the temples smashed

 

[fox69]

"Feel Good Hit Of The Summer Part 2"

"Feel Good Hit Of The Summer Part 2"


[Slug]
This, this is your... day
Little Pat, the fuck was that?

I won't lie little homie, they opened up doors for me
Still hoping there's a moral to that story
I think about all the time dedicated to getting inebriated
We did it just for the sake of it
Your family physician is a dope man
That new prescription got you open
Came a long way from visions of spirits
Now we getting lifted off the cough syrups
I saw up close how fucked up coke was
So I was always too neurotic for the powder narcotics
Huh, but I'm a pot head, functional alcoholic
I don't binge though, I understand the logic
I like hash but that shit's always hidden
and I've never seen peyote here in my jurisdiction
Never used a needle but I know bout the sweats
cause I'm addicted to coffee, cigarettes, probably sex
Ecstasy is too damn strong for me
and the intensity lasts too long for me
Plus I figure I don't need any buzz
to make me any more needy than I already was
Huh, and to be real I don't trust them pills
Somebody's mobile home laboratory up in the hills
Or maybe bikers in a basement, dirty and nervous
Tryna measure out the right amount of laundry detergent
Hallucinogenics, who's tempted
to bend your perception for a few seconds?
Actually it's like a half-day gave away
A deal that you made to do nothing but play and pray
Please dear God, don't want to vomit again
I promise from now on I'll stick to marijuana plants
Mushrooms and me will not be friends
until the next time that Nate shows up with tops and stems
Gobble 'em, yum, no, tastes like shit
But you'll forget about that once they kick
And for me acid was the same trip
until the part came where you wonder what it's made with
Think about it, you're so high sitting there
Thinking about thinking about it, so high sitting there
Strict nine-six, vision impaired
Found the meaning of existing on the floor in your kitchen, yeah
I ain't gonna tell you that you better not do it
But master your high, try not to abuse it
Stay away from me if your life's getting stupid
and please stop pretending that it makes better music

 

[fox69]

"Flesh"

"Flesh"


[scratched]
"Get off the mic and get off the coke!"
"On the count of three"
"1...2..."
"one for the cuervo, two for line"
"Get off the mic and get off the coke!"
"Get off the coke!"

[Chorus: Slug]
We came here to slit your throat
You came here to sniff some coke
Kid don't fall like all the rest
Cuts through soul and cuts through flesh

[Slug]
When they started to scream
I thought I might, geez, singin
"Everything good ain't as good as it seems"
Get ripped like flesh, you got kitten's pride
I'll make a mess on your set and your dress
Handle my business, or handle your princess
When I was younger, was no different
It's all effort, taste the sweat
Screamin at the earth, cause she don't hate me yet
Slug HAS to give a fuck, I know better
MAN, I'm just a rapper on luck
Still stuck in the same mind state I grew up
Still paranoid, still waitin to duck, What
Tryin not to get caught in the plague
Got a lot to say before your dumb ass walks away
Load up one verse, let it boom
Like a gunburst and left your head sun burnt

[I Self Devine]
Can I... run up in your settlement
Should I... bring wash like the government
The flow is dangerous as unguarded children
Runnin the streets in a project buildin'
So desensitized, got no feelings
Numb to the world, 6'4, with the 5 foot ceilings
The math is inaccurate, broken dialect, English ambassadors
Henesey fifth to the lips and the blunt of this
Weed call, great food, seutures, we feelin it
I be porno whipped, house looking show ownership
When we know he just a worker
Makin five fifty somethin, barely controlling shit
Keep frontin, I'ma hurt ya
Now your face getting scraped by asphalt
Off a somersault, flesh wound
Bring in a bag of salt

[cut sample]

[Musab]
Surprise y'all, come to bed
My nut stains look like wet Wonderbread
White and thick, I don't ever bite my lip
Give a damn if you like my shit
The box is full of foxes
Standin topless, lickin the splotches
Here kid, want to sniff some coke?
Rhymesayers Entertainment, we ship the dope
Your dick's short and funny like Piscopo
Give it up, man, how you gonna stick the dough
Pay me anyway, and you can have that tramp
I can get another lady any day
They gonna ban my shit like Joe Camel
Come off like a sandal, spittin the flow ammo
Believe it, get a pack of Whitecastle Cheesesticks
And PEEP the remix

[Aesop Rock]
Smart for the whips, fiddle frame parchment
March for the clique, Jughead motor like a mineark on the power cables
Chewing through the ?? My slang letter dopeman pretty
No free pony rides, no basket of kittens
No Playdoh fun bags to reep for Christening
Little courts rainbows, Pegasus and Wizards
Just me shoving caine in the gash in your throat with the premise
Middle of New York with a sack full of action
Cash with the school kids toke crack with magnums
Def Jukie, jet black, black lungs, black hoodie
Both crushin with a musket pressed to the musk of the budget
And I'm a must of the crunk shit
YOU GET DOWN
You don't know the meaning of dope anyhow
You probably think I'm a joke by now
But we got more clay and more coke then y'all

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[scratch samples]

"Good God!"
"Oh my God"
"God, God"
"God Damn!"
"God helped me change" - [Slug of Atmosphere]
"Pray to God that you could be like us" - [Grandmaster Flash]
"God damn...damn" - [Run DMC]
"Oh my"
"Lord!"
"CUT!" - [James Brown]
"God Knows!"
"GOD GOD GOD"
"Oh Lord"
"Dear God" - [Snoop Dogg]
"and damn it"
"God Damn!"
"Good Lord"

 

[fox69]

"Flicker"

"Flicker"


[Hook:]
One little flicker of light
Can erase the dark
One little flicker of light
Can erase the dark

[Verse 1:]
Yeah I been drinkin’, You already know
Do I smell like escape, Probably so
I found your tape in my old collection
Put it in pushed play then I poured a fresh one
I look back with a hesitant laugh
But in reality it’s dark down memory ave
All the trials and suffering we shared with each other
A lot of people thought that we were actually brothers
You know me, you know I’m a control freak
Who told you, you could die before me?
Gone, another dog lost to the wild
I feel like a snot-nosed child
And when I hear your Smile
Its outlined in sadness
You poked holes in the magic
You taught jokes to the clowns
That never learned how
To appreciate the lights
Before the bulbs burned out
Flicker

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, I been thinking, You already know
Do I sound frustrated? Probably so
Sometimes I feel guilty, I was out on the road
If I’da seen where it was going I’da stopped the whole show
I realize it ain’t realistic
I keep tryna make the pieces fit with
The info presented
I felt resentment
I held this against myself
I wanna help my friend
It stays in my head
That I was on a stage when you were laying in bed
Body was discovered by your own mother
It penetrates my chest, I still taste the regret
That I slept through a late night call from your homie
But then I spoke with Siddiq the next morning
And then I smoked one million cigarettes
Go figure, maybe I was tryna catch up with ya
Flicker

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Yeah I been sinkin’ , you already know
Do I look exhausted? Probably so
I don’t get much sleep
I’m not sick, I’m fine
I’m just tryna make the most of this limited time
And I’m missing you but I ain’t gonna lie
The distance grew between Eye and I
And at the end, even though we didn’t speak enough
You were easily one of the best people I’ve loved
Now I’m tryna write a song for a dead songwriter
That wrote they own songs about life and death
And every breath is full of self-awareness
Don’t ever be afraid to be embarrassed
So I wrote these words to describe what I cry about
But I’m starting to think if you were here right now
You’d ridicule these lyrics, you’d hate this chorus
You’d probably tell me that the concept is too straight forward
Flicker

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fortunate"

"Fortunate"



I highly doubt that y'all think about sex
Anywhere near as often as I think about death
Go ahead and shout at the top of your lungs
But don't wake the baby up, we got a lot to get done
That little light indicates a connection
And if it's all the same I'd like to make a suggestion
See, if everybody on this comet agreed
We could set the clock to whenever we want it to be
I just might just modify the mileage
I don't know much, but I'm confident the fight's fixed
So high that I feel like a pilot
Falling out the sky full of brilliant brightness
Hurry up, stir me up
You gotta learn the words before the whole Earth burning, but
We wouldn't even need to recognize your birthday
If you were the center of the universe in the first place
If I had feathers I would fly away
If I felt fresher in fur I would hibernate
If I ever figured out how to communicate
Maybe then we could accumulate
For now face the wall, I ain't the same as y'all
A real friend wouldn't make you take the fall
Sometimes life'll try to break your balls
With the long list of missed wakeup calls

You know I wanna feel special
Walk around the festival carrying a big stuffed animal
I try not to make a mess though
Gotta stay sensible, ain't nobody coming with the antidote
I wanna watch you grow
And I wanna leave the planet better off than it was handed to me
And I don't know, there's possibility
So I settle for selling my soul to the slaves of the land of the free
I don't wanna leave my family tree behind
I don't anyone to miss me like I miss you
But I don't wanna take up too much time
I'm not trying to run away from the line we drew
The sunshine seems to feel so seamless
The soldier is a dreamer and a realist
And history sealed this
Thought me that a hero ain't nothing but a field trip
Nah, I know you're down to do something profound
Put a stick in the ground to prove you was around
No amount of time will ever be considered enough
I'm trying to tether it up and live forever through love
We're not lucky, but we're fortunate
I'm pretty sure of it
And all the life we wasted trying to make some bread
Might've been better spent trying to raise the dead

 

[fox69]

"Free Or Dead"

"Free Or Dead"


So here I am, trying to be the man, right?
Using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
man, people are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice

[Chorus]
my car is like my own personal universe
she's my drug and it only takes twelve bucks to fill 'er up
but in my galaxy there ain't no room for Earth
so I'm leavin it cuz I can feel the oil pressure building up
turning over the ignition of my solar system
check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the brake
shift existence, light my cigarette
and take it state to state until I crash into my fate

now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my legs
I've got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing hunny in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper
Wisconsin style!, over the limit by forty miles
Watch me smile, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, have a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels, running from my shadows
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the cattle
hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the next stop
don't wanna, but I need ta'
cuz I'm craving something to chase the taste of this tequila

(uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals? can you put some barbecue
sauce... I wanna honey bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. onion rings. extra pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl, you got kind of a pretty voice. yo girl, what
time yu get off work?)

90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever make em happy
watch your wives and your daughters when I'm passin through the
hometown, castin lines into the water, catchin goldfish out your bowl
and I'm as cool as the cat that came to school just for lunch
I'm the rebel pissin in the public pool, just for fun
takin my peace
I need release, and I don't think I'm a find it in between your legs
yo, I'm just jokin, only going to the corner to get some eggs
so when she starts makin the coffee I toss my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all like it must have happened last week
sometimes I stop to think, for all the money I've spent
how I'd rather live in a tent than bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm eager to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the tollbooth
and I've agreed to sing the blues ever since the day I broke loose
just like a blindfolded child walking through the toy store
voice, not even aware that the world is my oyster

[Chorus - 2X]

 

[fox69]

"Freefallin'"

"Freefallin'"


[Chorus x2:]
Freefallin' when you shook from the pack
Keep walkin', let the foot leave a track
We often gotta look for the path
These problems, are the good ones to have

[Slug: Verse 1]
Nobody wanna struggle at home
Bass in his voice, trouble in her tone
What kinda couple makes a puzzle out of stone?
Choppin' and poppin' all of the bubbles that are blown
Nobody wanna be wrong
And once the line gets drawn across what we disagree upon
It could be the timebomb that we sleep on
It's just a little one
Back and forth like a ping pong
Nobody wants an argument
You try to bargain as a friend
But it's hard to with a star offense against a smart defense
And the history you share is full of scars and dents
Nobody likes breakin' up
When you hate the situation, but you crave the touch
You might stay in the relationship for the simple sake of it
Because you know it's based in love

[Chorus x2:]
Freefallin' when you shook from the pack
Keep walkin', let the foot leave a track
We often gotta look for the path
These problems, are the good ones to have

[Slug: Verse 2]
Nobody wanna go to work
For some older jerk that doesn't know the dirt
That's embedded in the hearts of those that hurt
Monday through Friday and Saturday's for bonus perks
Nobody befriends the beast
Just to make ends meat and try to pay rent and eat
Spreadsheets by the end of the week
You'd rather spread them sheets and try to get some sleep
Nobody wanna lift a crate
That ain't living great
You wanna kid and play
You should dip, escape
No two week notification
Show up late and quit today
Nobody wants an awful boss
That got you poppin' out the top of your mouth as if it's common talk
You ought to wait until you off the clock
And appreciate the fact that you got a job

[Chorus x2:]
Freefallin' when you shook from the pack
Keep walkin', let the foot leave a track
We often gotta look for the path
These problems, are the good ones to have

[Slug: Verse 3]
But somebody want that life you got
They think your boyfriend's nice or your wife is hot
They on your block lookin' at that home you bought
They'd move in today if that door wasn't locked
Nowadays you ought to watch your spot
Even with all the flaws of that boss you mock
You could still close your eyes and toss a rock
I bet you'd hit someone that'd love to cop your job
That's what I thought
Of course you don't stop
You won't take the shot
You can't afford the loss
If you don't wanna taste the sauce
Then put the plate down and take a walk
Drop or move away from the pot
Cause every time you talk
Complain a lot
Don't forget to count the balls y'all caught
Enjoy what you got before it all falls off

[Chorus x2:]
Freefallin' when you shook from the pack
Keep walkin', let the foot leave a track
We often gotta look for the path
These problems, are the good ones to have