Atmosphere Secret Lyrics

Secret Lyrics

[Intro]

If fact I remember you

You rap too? Oh that's right

Yeah you used to come to my shows

Whenever I was in your city

I
guess I should apologize for giving you the credit

Of being more
intelligent than you looked

I guess it's a good thing that God loves
ugly

Yo, remember when you asked me for some advice?



[Verse]

Come one, it's easy, all you gotta do

Is nod to the beat,
talk about what's wrong with you

I did it, a couple others did too

And you can follow in these footprints if shoes fit you

From all
regions now, they're trying to steal the style

Look they bit me, and I'm
tryin to hide my smile

Cause I tell you, ain't much as flattering

As a grasshopper tryin to smash a teacher with a battle ram

I ain't
made, always been a fan of flashbacks

Go ahead, wear your heart on your
backpack

But don't forget my name when you start to talk shit

Up in
the atmosphere with God in the cockpit

Self-deprecate my way to a better
fate

Meditate through the hate, let 'em speculate

Elevate the heat,
burn 'em up like hot cakes

Cops came late, tried to fix it all with scotch
tape

Pain, the brand new escape, from the brain

And strange days
that came with the mistakes

Mis-tastes a little bit to dangerous

I
see where they hittin makes me wonder what they aimin with



That's
gotta hurt man, put it in the chorus

See if I can get your girlfriend to
sing it for us

She like it, it helps her understand you

And you
like it, it helps you understand too

And I should walk away, it's getting
hard to keep control

When I'm checking all these stalkers, and my records
aren't even gold

Breathe in slow, conserve the temper

Show these
mother fuckers what this microphone is meant for



Try not to curse,
it hurts the verse

It proves that you have a strong lack of better
words

But sometimes nothing can replace a cut

Just turn up the bass
and come face the front

They ain't trying to listen if you've got a lot to
say

And some nothing, still catch a lot of pay

Man, I wanna play,
but I'm not gonna walk my way

Back to Coney Island just to catch a couple
props today

I nominate myself as the governor

Faced in front of the
judge, like I wasn't fuckin her

Yes ma'am, no ma'am, get with the
program

Already had you bent over the desk singin slow jams

Peace
to the Molemen, Murs, Sage Francis

Anyone else done the work, can take
chances

First and the last months rent takes precedent

Other than
that, god bless the Fifth Element

Don't give a fuck what ya'll think of
Slug

Take your fangs out if you ain't drinkin blood

And blame it on
that life you don't live

But shit talking says more about you than we
kid



[Outro]

And now we gotta a little secret (don't we)
[repeated in background as well]

And every time I see you man, I'm gonna
remember

You are not who you wish you were

You are not what you
wish you were right?

Do me a favor man, you hate me?

Just walk past
me man, don't even acknowledge me

Just pretend I don't exist man, don't
even look at me man

Ba-bam ba-bam-BAM [repeated]



[altered
lyrics from song "BAM"]



We land on your plate like a housefly

Just another face from the southside

The fall guy, all eyes on the tall
small fry

While I try not to make your doll cry

What you call "fly"?
What you call "fresh"

Multi-bulls-eye-sex-and-checks-and-death

I
guess I'm best left for dead in a breath

That was never impressed by
what's possessed

Girlfriend I need your help

Cause the head on my
shoulders won't fuck itself

And when you're ready come around uptown

Up Up girl let your strap down, put your strap down