Atmosphere - Give Me lyrics

I'm a slow typer, a so-so writer Been the sh** ever since I was an infant in diapers And Imma be dope all the way to the end From the cradle to the grave, the pampers to the depends Get enough love, got enough friends But on a regular basis, it's safe to say I got the bends And I didn't mean to ignore that vibe you sent I guess my mind was probably on my rent I got my mind on my tummy and my tummy on my mind Some a**embly required, let me run it down the line The factory is open, time card punched Until lunchtime, it's crunch time Back to work fool. First rule is to keep the verse true, even if it hurts you You gotta wear the pain like a stain Respect the listener, respect the game Because there's more to gain than just some dinner and fame Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool Gimme the life, I seen things that used to be dreams Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug And I'mma play this game I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed Hope to god I inspire some of yall See I'm that cat that used to sit in the back and study Looking for some proof that god loves ugly Flash forward a decade later in your town Somehow a good number of yall got down And it's solid, fresh, dope, whatever you wanna call it Not bad for an aspiring sociopathic alcoholic Aw sh**, look at Slug, still rockin the same outfit Tryin' to make the belly grow bigger than the wallet Hey yo man, how you doin, how you been Just makin it cool to rap about love again Not the hippie stuff, I'm talkin bout that b**h that gets you nuts (Did he say b**h?) Yo I'm sorry, don't tell my baby's mommy Speakin of baby, There'll be a crateful of albums for my son to page through Thinkin daddy was a gun With a handful of heads that put me up til they had some samples from Ant and fake them what the f** I said Still goin, still maintainin, still standin in the land of snow and purple Rain And I'm still waitin for my date to kiss me or slap me Cause there ain't no way that I can be happy when I'm happy Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool Gimme the life, I've seen things that used to be dreams Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug And I'mma play this game I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed Hope to god I inspire some of yall I've had the pleasure of speaking with some of you (yeah you) Come on now, don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin to After that show, when you approached me like you know me The cd I sold you, the secrets that you told me On that world you vision, through the layers of tears The ones you choke and keep hidden when the players are near I watch you chase it with beers and frustration and fear Try to figure out why the hell I came here Well I don't know either, and I'm not ready to take a breather neither All I know is I'm still a believer So you can beat me up, or you can beat me off Pick a side, any side, and let me do my job If you've got a lot of love to give, but you don't know who to give it to Imma turn out the lights and light this cigarette And write a song about you (this one's for you) Gimme the money, but don't you dare stop there Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I play it cool Gimme the life, I've seen things that used to be dreams Gimme the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug And I'mma play this game I just wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name And Imma run for as long as I'm allowed Hope to god I inspire some of yall Please god (but don't you dare stop there) That's the tool and I play it cool I've seen things that used to be dreams The name's Slug, girl, gimme a hug