Atmosphere

[fox69]

"Hockey Hair"

"Hockey Hair"


You can't imagine how much fun we're having

[Slug]
Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear
Keep it all between your beer and your hockey hair
A lot of weird people traits and ticks
From the strangers to these dangerous faces you kiss
You know this town ain't cool as it used to be
When the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelry
Truthfully I'm content with how the day moves
Stepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoes
And one-time with them flashing things, they still
There to turn the drama into action scenes
I'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish line
Follow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner time
Back hurts a little bit more with every cigarette
MY mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberish
I walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-Also
Patiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottle
Horizontal like a mail-order male whore that came forth
Just to show you his pale horse
Of course the ones that love him hate him most
Heard broken ain't nothing man, she look like she ate a ghost
Make a toast to the butter knife, fuck it right
Wonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tight
I get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-b
And every pretty face acting like they know me
Same story, take photos and blow me
Like sucking on my pony is some type of a fucking trophy
Don't know what to say homie, I understand under
the notion that mine is at home under another man
Don't even give it two minutes of business
Rotate the shoulder blades and keep them chipless
Built a prison out of conjugal visits
Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kisses
A bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rot
emcee's is mockduck tofu tough-talk
What the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeaway
Watch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaise
Then he's on to the next city following the destiny
Fell asleep drooling on your left titty
Indeed I play my part and call it high art
Keeping my eye on a piece of that pie chart
Smarter than solutions to the Rubic's cube
Took it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglue
Electric boogaloo, instead of trying to look at you
I should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or two
Maybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexist
With other homosapiens
Until that time comes people know my bum steelo
Incognito with mosquitoes and dung beetles
It's like that, never the wack in actuals fact
It's like this, St. Paul Minneapolis jack
It's like that take your head out of the vaginal crack
Like what the fuck did you expect
I rap

 

[fox69]

"Homecoming"
(feat. El-P)

"Homecoming"
(feat. El-P)



...Little boy can't seem to find your place now
...All your funny friends, the ones who have shitty jobs

[El-P]
Sometime in NY, perhaps in the Decepticon era
Like seven or eight grades up from fitting blocks together
Graf kids after school to get chased by rival letters
and skate boards and truck cars and rails
Funny shapes and grip tape
I own a Mark Rogowski, I rode it goofy footed
Sicker, I learned to ollie on colt four-five malt liquor
And that's it, to me it got not any more acrobatic
Who would pedal around Manhattan, for lack of better action
One kid is the point man at Pakistani bodega
He sold those loosey camel unfiltered to under-agers
Smoke 'em on a promenade, water balloons drop
Hit car, run from cops, skate quick
Basically loaf on the low ?
On the laugh with dangerous, nearly vacation
Under the Brooklyn Bridge, across the Brooklyn Bank, show up uninvited
Some kids are drinking beer tonight they're excited
Brooklyn Tech., Brooklyn friends
Stuyvesant plus rich kids, thug wannabes, and hippie chicks found some escapist shit
We felt the separate fashions and cliques trading places
We formed our own section comprised of Nike Uptowns
Worn on mediocre skaters, it's like this:
Yo, this kid Ivan made the trek from Rhode Island
From plastic cup of cold duck and a relaxed social environment
He jetted from his section when the meat heads started whilin'
His aesthetic wasn't their style, so they used bats to re-design it

[Chorus: Slug (El-P)]
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
(Sometimes it was good,
sometimes it was just a moment of vis-a-avis the definitions
and other stimulus that cause your growing)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)

[Slug]
Sometimes I was good and other times contradicted
But no matter where I stood, I still managed to stand
The last time I laughed this hard I was a child
It was the kind of giggle that would make a young mother smile
I can't remember the "Why" but the wallpaper patterns
had me running in circles trying to defend my Saturn
Just me and my box of Machiavelli and cheese
All I really want to do is show you my disease
She didn't have the courage to kiss me goodnight
But I'ma give you my word that everything will be alright
Like, what the fuck?! This phone is disconnected
Just my luck, I need advice before my love gets misdirected
Guess it's just another symptom of, just another victim of
The warfare and those caught between Sean and the Slug
Did I mention the drugs that used to make her spew forth
Carried barely half the pleasure of a pack of Newports?
Breathe it in, breathe it out, what'd it really be about?
I'm trying to lose and allude all excuses to scream and shout
For every moment I spent wishing my parents back together
Would've been better linked to preparin' me for the weather
Rocking my t-shirt that reads "Whatever"
All in an effort to relieve the pressure
That Minnesota good sleep
This wood is cheap, and now fire's back in style
If I had better teeth, I would try to crack a smile
Well, here I am, Mr. Typical
Ridiculously meticulous when painting pictures of pitiful
And little did I know and less did I care
They would chew up an swallow all that I threw out there
"It's not fair," screams the one without a voice
Arm that boy, tell him to aim at the ones that got all the toys

[Chorus: El-P (Slug)]
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
(Sometimes it was good, and other times contradicted
But no matter where I stood, I still managed to stand)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
Homecoming, (Homecoming)
Sometimes it was good,
sometimes it was just a moment of vis-a-vis the definitions
and outer stimulus that cause growing

[Slug]
There it is, is that what you want?
There it is, is that what you want?
Is that really what you want?
I'm coming home, is that what you want?

 

[fox69]

"Hope"

"Hope"


[Slug]
Somebody's amp is buzzing
Somebody's amp is buzzing
Somebody's amp is... fix the fucking amp!

I hope it's not too late when you get the news
I hope your coffee's great and you had breakfast too
I hope it's the type of day you would say was
perfect in every way you could crave of
I hope all your brats behave
and that you had a good shower, shat and shave
I hope your lady cooperates, plays nice
I hope you already got laid today twice
I hope that your teeth don't hurt
and it's the first morning of a whole week off work
I hope that your back feels fine and your car starts first try
Search a blue sky and watch the birds fly
Hope its everything you could ask for, plus more
Maybe even catch a little nap on the front porch
I hope you got the world under foot
and you're on page one of your new favorite book
I hope you took a little time to reflect
Hope you get to look, see the signs that connect
I hope there's no depression or panic attacks when
you finally decide to get a life and quit rapping

I'm only serious, I hope you're hearing this
in land at the end of the line, just like period!
I hope you can let the star go
I wish you a good day, I hope it's tomorrow

You suck, you suck dude

 

[fox69]

"Horny Ponycorn Horns"

"Horny Ponycorn Horns"


[Slug]
I seen it all from the best to the worst, a pulse and nurse
You're just a tall Smurf (Ha!)
Picture on the wall and they calling me the perp (Who?)
Cause Sean was never the one to swallow his verse
Fools want to step, man, put your health first
Only thing you gonna wreck is your self-worth
You might as well of pulled up the self-serve
That ain't beef, that's just hamburger helper
Tell her, that the circus is coming better purchase your tickets cause
I heard a little something and whoa, child!
It's SO WILD they got OLD STYLES and GOLD SMILES
And we happy as fuck, not Daddy Warbucks, just Daffy Ducking it
Ant's caddy like WHAT
Sleep through sleep knocking ?demon? and some BMW backseats
Sleeping through my dreams of fucking you
So here goes everything at once
Turn thirty-something still haven't learned how to roll a blunt
But I show how you to smoke out of a soda can
I'll hold it over your head 'till you overstand.. up!
Pull your pants up, you don't love me, you only let me fuck cause your man sucks
Beers gettin' warm, but I'm here to perform
To anyone who's horny we're going to give them the horns, go...

[Slug]
They call me Slug, I resemble my brother
The lumberjack in the back eating pancakes with peanut butter
Can't wait until we be discovered (Uh-huh!)
I want a fanbase full of jealous husbands and ex-lovers
They make war, make up, make love, listening to my neurosis and Anthony's trump kit
Having fun like it's a ?pasic? trip
Take a ? to the ? and suck on my ?sack of rine?
Start the engine move the piston
I'm just a magician dressed as a musician
Tried to free the world and feed your girl
And eat this Euro and please don't hurl
These Raggedy Andy rappers caught that fancy fever, now they're softer
and sweeter than cotton candy
Rocking candies beneath that sweatsuit
Stop the fantasy, here comes the guest, who?
Yup, that's right, came and check that mic
Let the rest go fight, cause your dress is so tight
If it's fresh they bite, but if it's dope they swallow
And I'll be DAMNED if I don't give you a mouthful
She thinks I'm fly I think she's warm (Uh-huh)
And you know the norm Mandy pour in the ?
So I told her I was from that band called Korn
Took her to the roof and put her hand on my horn like...

[Slug]
Mr. Dibbs, he plays his horn (Alright)
Brother Ali, he plays his horn
I Self Divine (Yeah), he plays a horn
Dillinger Four, they play that horn (Uh-huh)
Murs and Blueprint, they play their horn (Yeah)
Crescent Moon, he plays his horn (Right)
"Lift Her Pull Her", they played the horn
Eyedea and Abilities, they play their horn (What?)
Los Nativos, they play the horn (Uh-huh)
Luckyiam, he plays his horn (Alright)
P.O.S., he plays his horn (Yeah!)
Gladys Knight & the Pips, they play the horn (Yeah!)
MF Doom, he plays his horn (Alright)
Soul ?, she plays the horn (Alright!)
To my man Musab, he plays the horn (Alright!)
Rhyyyyyyyyymesaaaaayers!!! (Come on, come on, everybody sing along!)
...One, two, three, we outta here! Peanuts for sale! Come get your peanuts!

"I didn't get the part where the wine bottle rolled down from the top of the balcony.."
"When you say 'Go out' I don't, you know, I thought you meant something--"
"That's okay, we-we gotta fade it.." ("We gotta fade it" Loops over and starts to slow down)

 

[fox69]

"I Don't Need Brighter Days"

"I Don't Need Brighter Days"



I don't need brighter days
I just need some faith

You got me walkin' away now
You got me walkin' away
You got me walkin' away now
You got me walkin' away

It was the year of the witch
Nobody steered clear of the ditch
They say brave when you don't flinch
But we never saw the blade, never had the chance to cringe
Don't ever forget to put misery on the guest list
Sippin' on a memory for breakfast
Middle of the of the party, all alone
You wanna dig up bones but your claws ain't grown
Put your half empty glass on a coaster, step backwards slow
Got a sky full of bats circlin' over the crowd
Your eyes go black when you open your mouth
I'm like, walkin on a frozen rain, wanna claim a block that's got no complaints
But I'm dyin in a city called look at me now
Little piggy wanna cook up the cow
I'm like, might as well knock down them walls
When the earthquakes follow you for all of your faults
Let the facade fall dead in the fog
While the voices that are inside of your head applaud
I'm like, everyone got a course to fly
Run towards a rise and aim for the sky
So high, sleepin' under the stars
You outgrew the sum of your parts
I used to run wild like a child of thieves
Now I, breathe quiet in a pile of leaves
With a space heater on the back of my porch
For when I take a break from attacking your fort
You said you want it
But you can't see the center of the web because you standin on it
Don't wait to escape from the ways you escape
Just throw your hands up and say

You got me walkin' away now
You got me walkin' away
You got me walkin' away now
You got me walkin' away

I don't need brighter days
I just need some faith

 

[fox69]

"I Don't Need No Fancy Shit"

"I Don't Need No Fancy Shit"


[Hook:]
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
Look down at where you standing, it's
A thin line between hand and fist
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
I'm an example of a man convinced
So let the planet spin and I'ma grab the wind
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
And you don't know what the answer is
No body knows what that answer is

[Verse 1:]
Peter was my peeps who used to sell weed
Even though he didn't need to
He says he did it for the free smoke
But honestly he would've rather had a speed boat
Or a snowmobile or whatever
See the point is he didn't move enough to make a treasure
Never could have guessed that Pete would make a little impression
On a middle aged detective named Hamm
No irony, yeah Hamm
He didn't come to put the cuffs on your hands
He landed with a duffle and a plan but
Pete couldn't eat all of Hamm's demands
It was an awkward spot, officer thought
That Peter would be sittin' on a lot more crop
He did such a bad job at bein' a bad cop
That its obvious to me that the reason that he robbed him was Sidney
Sid was a sick kid that needed a kidney
The grandson, son of Hamm's son
You do what you gotta do for your fam son
Doesn't take a rocket scientist but I am one
The situation showed the pig for who he truly is
And gave the dealer an excuse to quit
And since Sid's Physician is Peter's father
You should mind your business don't be a bother
Okay

[Hook:]
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
Look down at where you standing, it's
A thin line between hand and fist
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
I'm an example of a man convinced
So let the planet spin and I'ma grab the wind
I don't need no fancy shit
I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?"
And you don't know what the answer is
No body knows what that answer is

 

[fox69]

"I Love You Like A Brother"

"I Love You Like A Brother"


[Verse 1:]
She might cry herself to sleep tonight
You might act like everything feels alright
I might bite my lip, like the silent type
You might make a fist, like you trying to fight
Got ghosts that haunt that home
And if you didn't want that known then don't put it on a throne
You separate the foe from the friend by the showmanship
And the bones that don't bend
So now I'm studying your moves like
You the only one that knew how to do right
Present it with a sleeve of success
Like we all benefit if you achieve and progress
Maybe you're right maybe I'm just left but
Unless you walk a flight in my steps but
Unless you slept a night in my nest
You shouldn't waste your breath to criticize my mess

[Hook:]
I love you like a brother
Even though I'm not your brother
We all got a few flaws
But let's try not to get too lost in the applause
I love you like a sister
Even though you're not my sister
We all got a few flaws
But let's try not to get too lost

[Verse 2:]
Used to be rock, but now it's roll
Looking at the clock and the remote control
The circle contracts till you all alone
I put that on the people you've outgrown
And maybe it was all for show
But it was so convincing that the ground got cold
I guess anything's possible, under a spotlight we all got a note to hold
It goes
Don't throw no stones if you're living in a fish bowl
Blow a kiss though
Where the aim is based on which way the wind floats
And pride is a bottle on a fence post
I keep the shoes laced up
In case the people I love come to shoot the place up
I know we ain't cut from the same cloth
But a lot of those fights were just to say we fought
The mother turns, life is fragile
The struggle burns from inside of the candle
It doesn't matter how far you run from it, you're still gonna find it
You come from it
And even though we all equivalent
We gotta, hold on to the differences
We gotta, stand up for what we won't fall for
Let's give a round of applause for
All of all of y'all

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"I Wish Those Cats @ Fobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes"

"I Wish Those Cats @ Fobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes"


[Slug]
Tomorrow's forecast: flurries motherfucker!

(..Snowman in full effect)
Snowman in full effect so play the odds out 'till April
The tapes will grow so we can buy posters and staples
I bet that kid Slug will bust flows, if you ask nice
It's Friday night, point me to the party wanna grab mics
Used to get queezy when it was time to rock that B.B.
But nowadays I'm just trying to get Musab away from the TV
Cause I can't fuck with the Zenith, I rather criticize Tuesdays releases
with the elitists at the fetus
Yet, another factory film is what we present
Surrounding, bitch needed a ballpoint, no grievance
Let's all point our fingers towards the path we venture
Minneapolis natives taken the rap of winter bad contender
Let me catch a lukewarm triple mocha to reach the speed
of the ?cat? that scratched on my sofa
And in the green room is emcees and in the kitchen is dirty dishes
And my position: blurry vision

And I'm livin' in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the first time I met you backstage in the name room
I knew that I did not want to occupy the same room
I drive for a living, but I take the bus to work
Auditioned for the role of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when I--

[Slug]
Simply took a left at Nicollet
Sucking on a cigarette did some pinch hits before I left
And now the nicotine is liftin' it
Choke at the last drag and flick remains at the gutter
Flip up the hood just to keep the brains covered
I'm trying to grow a mountain out of a foothill
I see people rockin' my t-shirt, and I'm still shopping at Goodwill
In a struggle, in a warzone, grew some extra personality
Now I won't have to flee or fight alone
The microphone: that's my weapon and I'm on a quest for Heaven
Or rent me some comprehension
It's busy as fuck, just gimme a three hour lead (Hour lead)
So I can reflect maybe rent a flick and re-learn how to read
The weed turn out the sleeves and found a bunch of tricks
and used a cleaver to relieve all these unnecessary limbs
Misplaced the gems and jewels I meant to give you
To lift you, and lost my mind inside the issue

And now I live it in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the first time I met you backstage in the name room
I knew that I did not want to occupy the same room
I drive for a living, but I take the bus to work
Auditioned for the roll of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when I think--

[Slug]
Now, I got spies positioned at various chivos around the city
Lots of people that's down with me cause the evils out to get me
It's easy to decipher who can taste me
A lot of locals used to hate me, but now I think the tolerate me
You can only hear what I feel when my eyes are shut
Mistakes are piling up, excuses: they lining up
I'm trying to fuck reality, but I'm impotent I can't get it up
Cause she's a duck and her personality sucks just my luck
I caught the wrong bus guess I'll get off at the crossroads
And take a long lunch
Next month when I got my head right I'mma grab a lead pipe
And beat some life into this dead mic
So let the tape roll and extract all the juices
Read the hate mail in the bathroom and place wages on the losers
In the beginning, you can't help but wanna be innovative
But eventually the opposition leaves you jaded
Like hell no (Hell no), I don't wish I was a baller
I'm six foot three, there ain't no need for me to be any taller
I just wish those cats over there at Fobia would hit me off with some free gear or somethin'
..Come on

Cause I'm livin' in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the first time I met you backstage in the name room
I knew that I did not want to occupy the same room
I drive for a living but I take the bus to work
Auditioned for the role of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when I
think of how simple it could all be

[Slug]
Uh, yeah, Gob said that uh, I-I can come in and pick some shit out?
That-that's cool? Alright..

 

[fox69]

"Idiot"

"Idiot"


[Hook:]
Whoever taught you how to speak your mind
Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot
And I might be stupid
But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin'
Whoever thought you had a God damn clue
Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot
I might be a fool
But I seem so cool when I'm next to you
Aight

[Verse 1:]
I was in the middle of a selfie
When you were trying to text me
Genius Interuptus
Swing like Kirby Puckett
I'm as subtle as an alien abduction in public
Somebody call the cops
Suck it, blow the trumpet until the bubble pops
And butter up another patch of those muffin tops
I'm just trying to find a balance
Wound up with a wife and a gang of kids
Her kiss tastes like black licorice
And now I'm riding in the back of her ambulance
Knock knock knockin' on heavens door
Let me in yo I got a laminate
I guess Its my job to let y'all know
That those my nuts y'all tampered with

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'm not the coolest
I'm just a dude thats got some flows
Attitude, a lot of soul
I got a wood nameplate says "I wish you Gold"
And this watch don't even work
And these people only came for the cheap dessert
And we can fight over a piece of dirt
Like all y'all ain't gunna leave the Earth
Might as well keep sand in a baggy
My favorite people call me Dad or Daddy
I never claimed to be too smart
I never been afraid of a new start
Luck-ay siete my wifes so fly all the suckers envy
Shes a beautiful soul to have and to hold
And wipe my butt when I get old

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Hey mamma can I call you Cupcake
You remind me of a status update
You're the wind beneath my limbs
It might sound weird but you look like Prince
Bang Bang under purple rain
Fertilized the egg in the back of a mustang
No shame, ain't no thang
Baby came out lookin' like K.D Lang, Yeaah

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"If I Was Santa Claus"

"If I Was Santa Claus"


[Slug]
If I was a rich man
I'd buy you some shoes
Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through
What would that do?
Enable you to deal
Without schooling you on how to touch what's real
And if I was a smart man
I'd tell you everything that I knew
And give it to you every time you need a talking to
But what would that do?
Teach you my guidelines
So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines
And if I was a driver
I'd keep my headlights on
To see the difference between right and wrong
I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park
Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these parts
And if I was a better cook
I'd hook up a feast
Set a table full of food for the children to eat
I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe
With the knowledge that we got something accomplished

[Chorus:]
And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
So you can take my hand and I can take the lead

And if I was an honest man
I would stop writing songs
I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast
Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music
It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess)
And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said
Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head
I'd make a conscious effort to live instead
Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed
And if I was a hurt man
I'd find a way to put my faith
Into a woman that could take me from today
Maybe
I need somebody that could save me
From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy
And if I was a wise man
I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak
To think about strength versus weakness
I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head
And figure out how I could try to help you reach it
(Ho ho ho)
And if I did have a choice
I'd never want to live forever
Just let me have a voice so I can make my points
I can't imagine running a race with no finish line
Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time
I love giving but I'm bad at receiving
The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding
But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work
Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt
Which brings me to the issue
And that would be this:
How often must I ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak, this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose

[Chorus:]
And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
And you can take my hand and I can take the lead [2x]

I got nothing but gifts
Keep it up in my wits
Got me drunk on the fifth
And now we're stuck in a ditch
And as dumb as it gets
I'mma run you some fibs (?)
I wanna touch your lips
I wanna rub your hips
Put a glove on the fist
For the love that exists
We'll keep bumping the hits
To get my bucket of chips
From the Bloods and the Crips
To the skateboarding chicks
Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist [2x]
(Ho ho ho ho)