Atoms All Stars Lyrics
"Atoms All Stars" - Atoms Family
Time will tell Let my rhymes
swell [Leaving] the citadel With Cannibal Ox 12 Hung off a
cliff Drink the water but never fell Now I speak to infidels About the
integrity of cells Search for unity What seems to be a bottomless
well To open people’s minds Feel like casting a spell Thinking
I’m powerless In this world all by myself A
musician What’s called magician [Accidentally before my
health] Always want to move forward The last thing we want his hell My
man say, “Hell, where we at right now?” With a voice like a death
knell Propositions, predictions We won’t be living well Until we
grow, [have to make weed, and arrest weed] We’d kill That’s
ill How far away that is [Don’t want to buy a cell] Where
abstract knows no property Could have you locked up in a cell Oh,
hell Apocalypse that could all [before the better] Nuclear weather that
we fear Could have our children workin’ together
Shit,
I’m looking down my nose at y’all Hopin’ y’all
don’t think you’re dope at all Don’t be conceited, then
I’ll be that I’ve been nice too long Now it’s time for
me to beat ass Total domination I’m impatient with the
conversation Lacing most tapes, [ you see clean ] They should be in the
budget Be given out for free Of an example of how not to emcee In the
superstar seminar (background: “Don’t – even – fuck
with me”) Titled “Don’t Fuck With Me” Luckily,
got a sunny disposition [Pot to missin?] But try dissin’,
you’ll be posthumous You spittin’ in garbage
[rits?] Let’s bury the hatchet In the back of half of
faggots Parasitic maggots Alaska automatics From 3-point land with the
L in my hand And I don't think you understand My brain goes deep like
Janet Jackson Porno action, so you can get my vibe like Toni Braxton With
the ass on the cover You rockin’ [master cover] Your
inadequacies Alaska sees through that shit Most crews are
backwards Couldn’t fill my shoes If you my exact words Got some
whack [herbs] that Don’t deserve to touch mics Don’t know
what emcees look like I think my shit’s the best And most time it
proves right
This graffiti Vandalous, scandalous Hip Hop’s
evangelist Spreadin’ my gospel through the use unheard
languages See, my third vision, yo, it’s used efficiently While you
swim in the sea of artistic insufficiency Yo, lyrically, you [whippets], be
tryin’ to dance First, learn to crawl, then walk, slowly
advance Cuz only the enhanced mind of a few individuals Can proceed
directly to the use of complex lyricals And, of course, you’re forced
to digest the pitifuls Served on silver platters, compact and
digital While we work [the] miracles for Hip Hop’s survival My
culinary arts based on plates and vinyls And currently, you’re
currency seeking Like Gary Oldman, [toll] feeding And Romeo’s
bleeding And that’s the sole reason That I’m forging
destiny Another victim’s drinkin’ By the Atoms Family
[plexy]
You will ensure, receive a [helpless] execution For not
following the Atoms [Nebber] law constitution, these Poems are living
documents, so when I die My ionic generation collects the pie Let’s
question the “Dead End” sign on the road to prosperity Offend
[vast], offend God, that is double jeopardy After I devour your planet
through vanity A cold asteroid will become your “Manifest
Destiny” And de facto segregation is applied When one must be
separated from the mic until the day of independence And your representative
of [beginner] barely got his feet wet And tested, while blood flowin’,
heart muscle arrested Due [two-tier] process, Whatcha mean I can’t
knock it? If you sell false realities to put money in your pocket This is
not reasonable [And I’ll tell ya,] “Try to limit this elastic
clause” Without probable cause Be-cause Postcards from the
edge [Goin’] from the tips of icebergs Usin’ higher
imagination Like a nation of Steven Spielbergs And if, your [if] had any
thought in it You’d plead the fifth Or remain guilty until proven
innocent
Yo, people like the essence of puss Messing the flux
up Pessimist Lessen the clutch Separate messenger sepulcher
epitaph You suffer from lack of laugh bliss God aftermath You have to
graph the turbulence Of your subservient Purple pin dinosaur Final
pause dying to sign up on your Security blanket Minus stuffy
sinus Mindless timeless flows Your whoobies gone You find
what? Your so called purities Sank the ship you be floating on The
line is drawn You mollusks get pelted from selling the soul of a
swan Enveloped in total equations beyond The behavior of wands broken, no
Psalms spoken Soak in the moat or the pond poking Pads of lily sass oh
really? You don't have to fascinate the past debate To fasten the snake
skin belt Its smoother to grasp the grape skin welch Purer than Puritan
ways peeps are on some knit Serving the light Pendulum spinning ‘em
until Women in prison hit menopause Cats scratch with metal
paws Tentatively swimming in rainbow flesh The same ole guests The
men’ll pause You need iron gauze You’re crying for more gauze
pads I saw sad faces Leaving sad traces Disappear like Casper when the
cats purr Deep crescendo Windnbreeze, Atoms Fam, body catch blur, see pen
glow poly (polyconcepteroid)
Trapped in cold days My rap flows
insane New York to [covane] Got nothin’ but fiends and broke
names Stay frozen in the Apple We chosin’ to blow brains You
niggas is no-name Whack, tryin’ to flow in the rap game, I flow
pain That kills the [tat drills and crack grills] The fine line design,
that’s rap [hills] Swallowing cat pills I shine for long, with mad
skills Hold [laws], my nigga rides, still live, peace [out the laws] I
know it’s hard trapped inside, and can’t watch the stars You
made it this far, and still here Live niggas pushin’ through cold
fear 365in’ it, the whole year Stress on my brain, I blow
tears You know life, we flow spears, livin’ Niggas drink the O.E.
liquid And paint rap visuals tight vivid It’s like critics wanna
bite the “dittick” I still [rotten], and swing hooks like
I’m [Riddick] Boa constrict ya whole rhythm Niggas is trapped in
prison Relax the system I act with vision Fly in the sky, live pigeon
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