Atmosphere - I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give lyrics

Tomorrow's forecast: flurries motherf**er Snowman in full effect so play the odd side 'til April The tapes will grow so we can by 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 tryin to get Musab away from the TV Cause I can't f** with the Zenith I'd rather criticize Tuesdays releases With the elitists at the Fetus Yet another factory film is what we present Surrounding, ditch weed in a ballpoint no grievance Let's all point our fingers towards the path we venture Minneapolis native taken the wrath of winter bad contender Let me catch a lukewarm triple mocha to reach the speed Of the graph writer that's crashed on my sofa And in the green room is MC's and in the kitchen is dirty dishes And my postion blurry vision And I'm livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff And these skinny powder sniffin kids is posin talkin sh** Since the first time I met you backstage in the main 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 in a basement mind state when I Simply took a left at Nicollet s**ing on a cigarette did some binge 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 war zone 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 As busy as f** just gimme a three hour lead So I can reflect maybe rent a flick and relearn how to breath And we turned out the sleeves and found a bunch of tricks And used a cleaver to relieve all these unnecessary limbs Misplaced the gems and j**els I meant to give you To lift you and lost my mind inside the issue And I'm livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff And these skinny powder sniffin kids is posin talkin sh** Since the first time I met you backstage in the game 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 in a basement mind-state when I Think Now I've got spies positioned at various Cheapos around the city Lots of people that's down with me cause the evils out to get me Its easy to decipher who can taste me A lot of locals used to hate me but now I think the tolerate me You could only hear what I feel when my eyes are shut Mistakes are piling up excuses they lining up I'm trying to f** reality but I'm impotent can't get it up Cause shes a duck and her personality s**s just my luck I caught the wrong bus I guess I'll get off at the crossroads And take a long lunch Next month when I got my head right I'ma 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 wagers on the losers In the beginning you can't help but wanna be innovative But eventually the opposition leaves you jaded Like hell no I don't wanna be a baller I'm six foot three their 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.... Cause I'm livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff And these skinny powder sniffin kids is posin talkin sh** Since the first time I met you backstage in the game 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 in a basement mind-state when I Think of how simple it could all be Oh yeah, Joe said that uh... I could come in, and just pick some sh** out. That's cool? All right