The feelings I have for this girl make me feel like she’s my wife Hookups and people come and go like fashion But love. Love and compassion Never leave like your stuck in and fastened
I put myself in the shoes of others I reflect through my sisters and brothers I put my emotions under the covers But when everyone wonders My voice and emotions are heard like thunder Negativity people say back shall not hinder Because they will receive a response cold and bitter Sharp like a blade and cold as winter What I say will send a shiver Down the spines of those who whisper
The Thing about Love, is you Cant pick n Choose, n often in life, the things u love u lose, Cupid got his bow n arrow, n aimed at me n u, if only I had knew, he missed u n I got 2
I was a teenager when I first heard this song; with a lost sense of direction in life. I was failing in school, I lost passion for engineering and architecture, and I was broke. Eventually I turned myself around after enlisting, now I’m doing far better than before. I sit in my dream car and remember that I wouldn’t change anything.
The power to conquer The things that bother The thoughts brought back by my addict father The feelings making my bones weak and brittle The anger inside that starts to sizzle I’m always just stuck in the middle The middle of dysfunction The middle of all negative assumption Under this ceiling there are two addicts Two that make friction that turns to static The good feelings that make me ecstatic Are shadowed by the darkness in my life
As composure starts to wither Emotions and feelings are seen much simpler The smells and sights that trigger Bring your knees to a quiver The liquid that kills your liver The herb we burn like tinder The things that kill an addict The things that provoke conflict What the devil brings out dark and Romantic I see black flowers Killing me at my darkest hour But the pain only gives me power
thanks for the upload man...i'll get on this and hopefully have as video response by tomorrow. atmosphere has inspired me to write and find the deeper meanin of me. you could say im on a lyrical journey. peace love and hip hop
Closed eyes to center energy, open wide with bright inner chi, my might to keep on mentally, on this oddisee, of becoming something is my prophecy but probably, the only reason i aint made it yet cause i constantly am thinking, which i wind up vomiting from drinking so i can stop all that thinking, cause late nights rehearsing my rhymes, got me wandering, if what im doing and pursuing is really my, calling, i had dreams of balling, now i just have dreams of balling, people stalling, people taking shots for the top but all of them falling, they dont understand my grind mode, when i rhyme flows,
I don't know, I just remember reading an interview with him and he said it was before Ant joined, and they never bothered to put it out until the Overcast EP.
I was actually gunna re-record that song along with my rendition of gods bathroom floor. Im really glad you liked em and im real grateful for the extra motivation you gave me to do so. I'll have more material real soon so nice move subbing me. (:
as we walk briskly through the insurrection of painting…… the sands of time swallows our minds faintly…. forgetfulness of all times cry’d… let soul reign king for emotional pride…..road to happiness is somewhat deprived…. no steps… teleport to the top or dwell in the depths.
From my head to the pressure and the senses when I clutch I had a dance with serenity but she wouldn't let me touch I got lost in my thoughts when the god part went crazy and I thought that I would end up being so condescending I'm grateful for the charity I'm grateful for the paramedics, grateful for the idea that cops won't be killers either- but we never get our way we never learn our ways stuck in the decision that life is just a haze.
ive never had to free anything i love until now. we spent a lotta time hoping things would work out. you played yourself. as slug would say im happy clouds rolled in. youre mad the sun went away. polar opposites dont push away
The goodtime are over the parties have all ended Now im covered with yuck and alcohol scented Fuck hangovers fuck one night stands Imma do what I can with this bottle in my hand These pills in my pocket this blunt in my fingers My conscious can’t stop it it only just lingers The man on my left telling me its no going back So with nobody to tell em right imma take it at that
M(Chorus) Do I live do I die. Do I speak do I lie, do I fight to survive,.....America, the land of the great, where everybody's equal, and no1 will hate.......
I'm sitting here like, where'd it all go The past to the future, my memories are futile The messages are bold, but the actions really told.. I keep my mind in line through daytime, until the Rager decides it's his time to shine He's walking blind, with a black future in 'is sight I just hope he wakes up to realize, This is the point of life..
Here are the lyrics for anyone who wants to learn it : head, pressure, senses, clutch date, divinity, wouldn't fuck touched, hazy, god change rush floor life from a head full of pressure rests the senses that i clutch made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins it goes: one for the cannabis and two for your dianetics three for your reasoning and four for those that try to get it five for your love and six for the stress and seven for the day that i climbed into this mess from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins i'm catchin ulcers from the childproof lighters and all of these fine-toothed fighters that keep the wires in my head tighter i'm tired out by the distances achieved walkin in my sleep floors got shifted since the high got a tad too deep ask Dad to keep cool ill call him back as soon as i resume normal, and get out of this bathroom and call management seek some reimbursement for the nerve endings that burn from the first case from a head full of pressure rests the senses that i clutch made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins so fuck needles, fuck smoke, fuck lines that make the sinus choke fuck chasers and trails, fuck raves and rails fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing blind my insight indulge in common sense give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence built a tolerance now its more than i consume and when it boards up my room the world's whores will croon in unison unify the eulogy autopsy pages read euthenasia i.e. irony well here i be within a pool of my drool, sedated windows dilated comatose life overdose tell Jacob Miles keep it wild-style i promise i'll smile and check the floor, god's got nice tile tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild-style and i'll smile, and check the floor god's got nice tile from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch i made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck and i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins (X2) head pressure senses clutch date divinity wouldn't fuck touched hazy god changed rush floor life...
this is her favorite song, the favorite song of my favorite person, her imperfections make her perfect, she makes me stop watch adapt and keep learning, no more crashing and burning and tossing and turning, lips that drip honey be yourself your so lovely, shes married but my feelings wont very or change at all, maybe i strange deranged because im sure to fall, face hits the tile but i cant shake this smile so ill wait for awhile, shes 28 funny great, i love her style, im so torn its fucking wild
Times go by like the clouds in the sky/ And I ask myself why do I continue/ On a quest for my peace of the pie tryna' get a booking at venues/ Write my rhymes and read between the lines/ Utilize my mind and soul to define my goals/ My ambitions and dreams/ Though sometimes my doubts scream/ I push them behind the scenes and continue upon my road of destiny/ Lifelong prophecy awaiting fulfillment/ I'm only seventeen but I have a drastic need to repent/ Throwing up injustice on Gods bathroom floor
Yo I guess the times change just like your perspective, nothin stays the same so my brain I protect it, I waited in vain till my style was selected, perfected, yo Hip-hops infected, neglected and takin for granted,
yo, I need to stand up, fight for what i believe, I need to grip life. Even if its slippery .. grab and never release .i love pain. Ill make it obvious. just listen deep, I never sleep. Its hard to speak. Im always choked up.. Every time i eat, I just throw up. im a joke. Its time to grow up, Before i blow up. uhhh Yo. Memories i keep deep inside my thoughts. Gun in my hand its set, ready to be cocked. Click.... Bang. Goodbye to the rain. Emotions. Im not emotional.. im just hopless.
Head, pressure, senses, clutched Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life, veins Chorus: From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God help me change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins (Slug): It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it Five for your love, and six for the stress And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess CHORUS (Slug): I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal And get out of this bathroom And call management to seek some reimbursement For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits CHORUS (Slug): So fuck needles, fuck smoke Fuck lines that make the sinus choke Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing Blind my insight and dull the common sense Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony But here I be within a pool of my drool Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style I promise I'll smile And check the floor, God's got nice tile Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style And I'll smile And check the floor, God's got nice tile CHORUS (Slug): Head, pressure, senses, clutched Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life...
A wolf among sheep a lion amongst the antileop I'm the sickness the antidote The serious man that cracks a joke My life's a painting that I purchased at the thrift store After I frame it'll mean a little more
Let me take a sip just to throw it up I swear this shit here the bomb I want to blow it up What you got in that bag you need to roll it up The bottle I got here I can barely hold it up To ease the pain this gives me a slight hope I got to balance this shit like im on tight rope Trying to look on the bright side but the light broke You ain’t never partied if you ain’t partied with white folks The confidence of tolerance makes me know I can take more They give me compliments on my common sense but really what for I’m loosing consciousness as a consequence as the liquor pour So my incompetence look prominent as im on the floor And as I snore there a war going on inside my head I don’t care what my life got in store I’ll rather die instead And as dream and wake up there’s a feeling of being sad The dreams in which im dying are the best I ever had
My rhymes might be off-beat, and a little out of time, but it's fine, I just try to satiate my inner minds' eye. Sometimes, cats will point and laugh at my lines, like "Nope!" I don't understand it, I think my style's pretty dope. Doesn't matter, i'd rather tune out all the outside chatter, supplant my craft, by smoking lots and lots of plant matter. I rhyme simple, and slow, but still got the flow, like magma streams, straight out of a volcano, or like a bottle of Draino, smooth as silk, yet still dangerous, forreal, no matter how well the danger is concealed. Lay hidden, 'til they reveal my true ceiling, not a movie star, but OK, with playing the role of super villain. Until then, i'll be chillin', rocking out on vocals from Slug, and tracks from Mr. Dibbs, then.
Sometimes it’s hard to speak sometimes it’s hard to listen sometimes it’s hard to be I know the pain you been in…feel no way pay-ing you interest and feel it’s not your business when you feel your lacking vision it’s like your soul is stuck inside detention
@obsidianoblivian tired of struggling lyrically and running out of power, tired of bustling cheerfully then coming down for hours, tired of rushing in fear that this conundrum's 'bout to tower, tired of funneling beer in me, and drinking 'till I'm louder, tired of expressing my visions in emotionally disturbed impressions, tired of stressing precision in most of these bitter incentives, But I guess I'm just restless practicing these verses messing up your senses with my tactics and these curses.
reap through the pleasures which are why I know I'm weak/ended up sloppy when i tried to wet my beak that like and the gutters growing steep are great, scrap the rest
I was realy depressed , when i heard this masterpiece for first time , it helped me to get over depression
Hope you’re still holding strong remember we love you
i think i love it so much because its nothing like anyotha rap song if u understand?
Wires in my head tighter
Anyone else get goosebumps when the intro kicks in...?
it's real in this matrix
Everytime....so it's happened at least over 100k...not kidding.
God yes. It may be impossible to get this good in terms of smoothness and chill, with that profound touch of melancholy.
Nothin like I've ever heard in my life this intro. It does stuff...
It is. Such a chill instrumental. I wish everyone could listen to this and relax. Meditate. Vibrate high.
probably one of my favorites instrumentals. this will always bring me back to a few summers ago.
The feelings I have for this girl make me feel like she’s my wife
Hookups and people come and go like fashion
But love. Love and compassion
Never leave like your stuck in and fastened
This helped me through 15 years of major depression, big up slug. Changing lives
I listened to this song fried first time I like it, love from London
I put myself in the shoes of others
I reflect through my sisters and brothers
I put my emotions under the covers
But when everyone wonders
My voice and emotions are heard like thunder
Negativity people say back shall not hinder
Because they will receive a response cold and bitter
Sharp like a blade and cold as winter
What I say will send a shiver
Down the spines of those who whisper
I was tripping acid one night and this song played in my head when i went to go take a piss at the local 711 at 3 in the morning.
Epic
Ha ha !!! You're a fool
fuck you dumbfuck.you like the music only when you take drugs,so fuck you.
ologus locutus try and find where your hatred lies
9th grade didnt know what hip what was my friend invited me over to smoke and played this track and the rest is history
One of my favorites for rainy or snowy weather. Such a serene feeling.
Beautiful beat and such a perfect title.
The Thing about Love, is you Cant pick n Choose,
n often in life, the things u love u lose,
Cupid got his bow n arrow, n aimed at me n u,
if only I had knew, he missed u n I got 2
soundcloud.com/raps-o-d/awc-the-thing-about-love-gods
I was a teenager when I first heard this song; with a lost sense of direction in life. I was failing in school, I lost passion for engineering and architecture, and I was broke. Eventually I turned myself around after enlisting, now I’m doing far better than before. I sit in my dream car and remember that I wouldn’t change anything.
The melancholic vibes. Oh what a world...
A rainy sunday morning, coffee and a joint :)
Yesss
Blunt*
Absoloutely.
@@user-md7tj8cz1r it sucks can't smoke anymore
The power to conquer
The things that bother
The thoughts brought back by my addict father
The feelings making my bones weak and brittle
The anger inside that starts to sizzle
I’m always just stuck in the middle
The middle of dysfunction
The middle of all negative assumption
Under this ceiling there are two addicts
Two that make friction that turns to static
The good feelings that make me ecstatic
Are shadowed by the darkness in my life
Still listening in 2020❤️
less n less know bout it every year, its dying, I am sad
respect from Ecuador.
rap for ever!
from the real to real,
you keep it real!
This remains the number one, decades later it still feels so close to me. This beat is what being ok feels like
WOW THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR UPLOADING THIS SICK TUNE!
I can't stop listening to this. Damn so good.
The beat is deep af 🔥
As composure starts to wither
Emotions and feelings are seen much simpler
The smells and sights that trigger
Bring your knees to a quiver
The liquid that kills your liver
The herb we burn like tinder
The things that kill an addict
The things that provoke conflict
What the devil brings out dark and Romantic
I see black flowers
Killing me at my darkest hour
But the pain only gives me power
thanks for the upload man...i'll get on this and hopefully have as video response by tomorrow.
atmosphere has inspired me to write and find the deeper meanin of me.
you could say im on a lyrical journey.
peace love and hip hop
This is so relaxing! I love it!
one of the worlds most relaxing beats...
Only beat to really change my life in a good way
🐌🐌
Closed eyes to center energy, open wide with bright inner chi, my might to keep on mentally, on this oddisee, of becoming something is my prophecy but probably, the only reason i aint made it yet cause i constantly am thinking, which i wind up vomiting from drinking so i can stop all that thinking, cause late nights rehearsing my rhymes, got me wandering, if what im doing and pursuing is really my, calling, i had dreams of balling, now i just have dreams of balling, people stalling, people taking shots for the top but all of them falling, they dont understand my grind mode, when i rhyme flows,
my type of lyrics...worrrd
Drew Peace
appreciate that man..
***** sick!
+Dillon I feel you hombre
+Dillon
Meh. It wasn't too bad, but the flow was just god awful
I don't know, I just remember reading an interview with him and he said it was before Ant joined, and they never bothered to put it out until the Overcast EP.
Whatever you think about during this piece, you are on 'God's bathroom floor' (metaphorically)
damn this is smoooth
Respect for the upload!
one of those beats u could loop for hours
Looping for years
OMG I LOVE YOU FOR UPLOAD THIS THANK YOU MUCH!!!!
Godly beat #Atmosphere
ATMOSPHERE THE BEST
I was actually gunna re-record that song along with my rendition of gods bathroom floor. Im really glad you liked em and im real grateful for the extra motivation you gave me to do so. I'll have more material real soon so nice move subbing me. (:
beautiful
as we walk briskly through the insurrection of painting…… the sands of time swallows our minds faintly…. forgetfulness of all times cry’d… let soul reign king for emotional pride…..road to happiness is somewhat deprived…. no steps… teleport to the top or dwell in the depths.
high af
From my head to the pressure and the senses when I clutch I had a dance with serenity but she wouldn't let me touch
I got lost in my thoughts when the god part went crazy and I thought that I would end up being so condescending
I'm grateful for the charity I'm grateful for the paramedics, grateful for the idea that cops won't be killers either-
but we never get our way we never learn our ways stuck in the decision that life is just a haze.
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
ive never had to free anything i love until now.
we spent a lotta time hoping things would work out.
you played yourself. as slug would say
im happy clouds rolled in. youre mad the sun went away.
polar opposites dont push away
crazy that right there is just crazy...
Atmosphere used to be called Alkoholiks.. Bet no body knew that. Thank you guys.. You really deserve more xx
that is not true at all. not one member of atmosphere was in alkaholiks, nor vice versa. they are both separate groups.
Someone needs to make a homework edition for this instrumental.
+Samuel Sohlden what is a homework edition?
It is an extended loop of the song so it doesn't end. They usually last for an hour. Google nujabes homework for clarification.
+Samuel Sohlden ah thanks
+Samuel Sohlden Just right click the video twice and left click loop.
+Varnell McGee
A homework edition is also a bit different in that it cuts and loops parts in the track itself, so it isn't just a direct loop repeat.
luv it
Lost my older brother last week and this song has been on fucking repeat ever since..
The goodtime are over the parties have all ended
Now im covered with yuck and alcohol scented
Fuck hangovers fuck one night stands
Imma do what I can with this bottle in my hand
These pills in my pocket this blunt in my fingers
My conscious can’t stop it it only just lingers
The man on my left telling me its no going back
So with nobody to tell em right imma take it at that
you sir, have made my day :)
timeless
I remember I wrote to this beat back in high school still remember a portion of it but lost all my old books 😢
This gives me GTA 3 ,vice City & 4 vibes so pleasant & relaxing ❤
M(Chorus) Do I live do I die. Do I speak do I lie, do I fight to survive,.....America, the land of the great, where everybody's equal, and no1 will hate.......
well idk thats just my opinion, we all have diff tast but at the end of the day, we can agree with one of the most dopest instrumentals from ant!
I'm sitting here like, where'd it all go
The past to the future, my memories are futile
The messages are bold, but the actions really told..
I keep my mind in line through daytime,
until the Rager decides it's his time to shine
He's walking blind, with a black future in 'is sight
I just hope he wakes up to realize, This is the point of life..
Here are the lyrics for anyone who wants to learn it :
head, pressure, senses, clutch
date, divinity, wouldn't fuck
touched, hazy, god change
rush floor life
from a head full of pressure
rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
it goes:
one for the cannabis
and two for your dianetics
three for your reasoning
and four for those that try to get it
five for your love
and six for the stress
and seven for the day that i climbed into this mess
from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
i'm catchin ulcers from the childproof lighters
and all of these fine-toothed fighters
that keep the wires in my head tighter
i'm tired out by the distances achieved walkin in my sleep
floors got shifted since the high got a tad too deep
ask Dad to keep cool ill call him back
as soon as i resume normal, and get out of this bathroom
and call management
seek some reimbursement
for the nerve endings that burn from the first case
from a head full of pressure
rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
so fuck needles, fuck smoke, fuck lines that make the sinus choke
fuck chasers and trails, fuck raves and rails
fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
regurgitations, mandatory sentences
and UA tracing blind
my insight indulge in common sense
give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
built a tolerance now its more than i consume
and when it boards up my room the world's whores will croon in unison
unify the eulogy
autopsy pages read euthenasia i.e. irony
well here i be within a pool of my drool, sedated
windows dilated comatose life overdose
tell Jacob Miles keep it wild-style
i promise i'll smile
and check the floor, god's got nice tile
tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild-style
and i'll smile, and check the floor god's got nice tile
from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch
i made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
and i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins (X2)
head
pressure
senses
clutch
date
divinity
wouldn't
fuck
touched
hazy
god
changed
rush
floor
life...
this is her favorite song, the favorite song of my favorite person, her imperfections make her perfect, she makes me stop watch adapt and keep learning, no more crashing and burning and tossing and turning, lips that drip honey be yourself your so lovely, shes married but my feelings wont very or change at all, maybe i strange deranged because im sure to fall, face hits the tile but i cant shake this smile so ill wait for awhile, shes 28 funny great, i love her style, im so torn its fucking wild
This Is Logic . . . . It's ATMOSPHERE !
I'm standing straight up but the surface seems slanted, I planted my rhymes and they landed,
Yeah if you can find THAT place. Peace and beauty. You realize how f#$%ing amazing this Life is...
QUALITY.
Bubble gum love
Times go by like the clouds in the sky/
And I ask myself why do I continue/
On a quest for my peace of the pie tryna' get a booking at venues/
Write my rhymes and read between the lines/
Utilize my mind and soul to define my goals/
My ambitions and dreams/
Though sometimes my doubts scream/
I push them behind the scenes and continue upon my road of destiny/
Lifelong prophecy awaiting fulfillment/
I'm only seventeen but I have a drastic need to repent/
Throwing up injustice on Gods bathroom floor
Yo I guess the times change just like your perspective, nothin stays the same so my brain I protect it, I waited in vain till my style was selected, perfected, yo Hip-hops infected, neglected and takin for granted,
yo, I need to stand up, fight for what i believe, I need to grip life. Even if its slippery .. grab and never release .i love pain. Ill make it obvious. just listen deep, I never sleep. Its hard to speak. Im always choked up.. Every time i eat, I just throw up. im a joke. Its time to grow up, Before i blow up. uhhh
Yo. Memories i keep deep inside my thoughts. Gun in my hand its set, ready to be cocked. Click.... Bang. Goodbye to the rain. Emotions. Im not emotional.. im just hopless.
nice train.
Maaannnn!
The best 3:54 s of my life, i falled overdose when i heard this song, beautiful :')
Reveries 0300 Hours song to this beat Fire!!!!
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Chorus:
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess
CHORUS
(Slug):
I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits
CHORUS
(Slug):
So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
CHORUS
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...
this is so beautiful. =')
John Klemmer humbling love
A wolf among sheep
a lion amongst the antileop
I'm the sickness the antidote
The serious man that cracks a joke
My life's a painting that I purchased at the thrift store
After I frame it'll mean a little more
Dope Shit!!!
manpower
Let me take a sip just to throw it up
I swear this shit here the bomb I want to blow it up
What you got in that bag you need to roll it up
The bottle I got here I can barely hold it up
To ease the pain this gives me a slight hope
I got to balance this shit like im on tight rope
Trying to look on the bright side but the light broke
You ain’t never partied if you ain’t partied with white folks
The confidence of tolerance makes me know I can take more
They give me compliments on my common sense but really what for
I’m loosing consciousness as a consequence as the liquor pour
So my incompetence look prominent as im on the floor
And as I snore there a war going on inside my head
I don’t care what my life got in store I’ll rather die instead
And as dream and wake up there’s a feeling of being sad
The dreams in which im dying are the best I ever had
I grafff to this.
Oh my actual god.
Yes?
Darien Clyke
Thanks
My rhymes might be off-beat, and a little out of time,
but it's fine, I just try to satiate my inner minds' eye.
Sometimes, cats will point and laugh at my lines, like "Nope!"
I don't understand it, I think my style's pretty dope.
Doesn't matter, i'd rather tune out all the outside chatter,
supplant my craft, by smoking lots and lots of plant matter.
I rhyme simple, and slow, but still got the flow,
like magma streams, straight out of a volcano, or like a bottle of Draino,
smooth as silk, yet still dangerous, forreal,
no matter how well the danger is concealed.
Lay hidden, 'til they reveal my true ceiling, not a movie star,
but OK, with playing the role of super villain. Until then, i'll be chillin',
rocking out on vocals from Slug, and tracks from Mr. Dibbs, then.
@drumforlife720 DUDE it makes the song amazing.
@NecKClippA
Anthony Davis aka A.N.T
underated producer for sure
I smoke to this
@xTurtlePower Fresh same here. Great minds think alike.
ye joey!!!!!!
this is amazing... who produced this?
Sometimes it’s hard to speak sometimes it’s hard to listen sometimes it’s hard to be I know the pain you been in…feel no way pay-ing you interest and feel it’s not your business when you feel your lacking vision it’s like your soul is stuck inside detention
I skate to this
@ROEK22R I was just thinking the same thing man....back in '03 we were either trippin our balls off or writing to beats like this.
@obsidianoblivian tired of struggling lyrically and running out of power,
tired of bustling cheerfully then coming down for hours,
tired of rushing in fear that this conundrum's 'bout to tower,
tired of funneling beer in me, and drinking 'till I'm louder,
tired of expressing my visions in emotionally disturbed impressions,
tired of stressing precision in most of these bitter incentives,
But I guess I'm just restless practicing these verses
messing up your senses with my tactics and these curses.
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Slow this down to 0.5 and light one up
+Crooked T Great suggestion actually
+Crooked T Sounds shit XD best at normal lol
try normal speed and burn a blunt. 10/10
lo que quiero decir es que cada quien asume las cosas de forma distinta
2024 and I'm rapping in my car at Lake Michigsn tona song I wrote in 2000 to this beat about being pregnant at 19 and choices.
VAMOS A ROBAR
This is a great song and I'm happy to hear that you had some fun too it, however it sux that you only last 3 minutes.
I gotta give respect. That shit was dope as fuck yo.
That's crazy. Logic sampled this on midnight marauder.
Mmmm i'm the 100.000. Perfect bass for relax
reap through the pleasures which are why I know I'm weak/ended up sloppy when i tried to wet my beak
that like and the gutters growing steep are great, scrap the rest
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you got us all laughing