Atmosphere - I Wish Those Cats At Phobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes lyrics

Tomorrow's forecast (flurries motherf**er) snowman in full effect so play the odds out till april the tapes will grow so we can by posters and staples i bet that kid Slug will bust flows if you ask nice its 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 im just tryin to get musab away from the tv 'cause i cant f** with the Zenith i rather critize tuesdays releases with the elitists at the fetus yet another factory film is what we present b**h needed a ballpoint no grievance lets all point our fingers towards the path we venture minneapolis natives taken the rap of winter bad contender let me catch a luke warm triple mocha to reach the speed of the graff writer thats crashed on my sofa and in the green room is MC's and in the kitchen is dirty dishes and my postion is blurry vision and im livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff and these skinny powerder 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 and a basement mindstate when i simply took a left at Nicollet s**ing 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 im trying to grow a mountain out of a foothill i see people rockin my tshirt but im still shopping at goodwill in a stuggle in a warzone grew some extra personality now i wont have to flee or fight alone the microphone thats my weapon and im on a quest for heaven or rent me some comprehension its busy as f** just gimme a three hour lead so i can reflect maybe rent a flick and relearn how to read well we turned up the sleaves 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 im livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff and these skinny powerder 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 and a basement mindstate when i think now i got spies positioned at varios chivos throughout the city lots of people thats down with me 'cause the evils out to get me its easy to decipher who can taste me alot 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 im trying to f** reality but im impotent i cant get it up 'cause shes a duck and her personality s**s just my luck i caught the wrong bus guess ill get off at the crossroads and take a long lunch next month when i got my head right im gonna grab a lead pipe and beat some life into this dead mic so let the tape roll and extract all the juices read the hatemail in the bathroom and place wages on the losers in the begining you cant help but wanna be innovative but eventually the oppostion leaves you jaded like hell no i dont wanna be a baller im six foot three their aint no need for me to be any taller i just wish those cats over there at Phobia would hit me off with some free gear or somethin.... 'cause im livin in a section where heads is frozen stiff and these skinny powerder 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 and a basement mindstate when i think of how simple it could all be