Yo
Shouts to Tom C. on the beat
This is uh
Just some fun sh** that I wrote in ten minutes
[Verse 1: Atlas]
Got the bars, no question
Straight Chef Curry when I cook, No Stephen
To me, if you smart, don't worry
Don't stress it
Pigeon hole rappers never seem to get the message
That your boy been carryin'
I'm a B-A no Barium
Attack it so fast I k** him after I bury him
I'm livin' like Larry and really it's embarra**ing
If they book the kid you check him out, librarian
See, Atlas never falter when he spittin' rap words so
Atlas would a**ault ya' if you get it backwards-Wait
Atlas; that's salta if you flip it backwards
No wonder these salty rappers gone ghost- Casper
And I don't give a f**
Sayin' that you better is perjury
If you haven't heard of me then f** it give me thirty weeks
Way I nip and tuck with the [?] is surgery
So matter fact
Give me thirty seconds with the words I speak
[Bridge]
This is that new sh**
Bring it back music
k** the track, loose lips
Speeding past cruise ships
My alarm goin' off on snoozin'
Alarm goin' off on snoozin'
[Verse 1: Atlas]
Got the flow, don't doubt it
This is bragger rap, I turn a bump into a mountain
Watch 'em stagger back, ink spewin' like a fountain
Homie got the talent, hit me up if you scoutin' n' sh** though
I don't care, this is relaxation
If bars were beers then I'm three past wasted
Got bars for years like career badge rankings
Graduated top in my cla** in a**-spanking, yeah
I'm the ill-est can't deny it like the Holocaust
Hit the bottle now I'm lit, that's a Molotov
I go good on everything like some hotsauce
Eatin' Hagen Das, chillin' on the promenade
Get some hot and cold
Never fit the awkward mold
f** it I'll be running sh** first like I got the gold
Too sick, nobody can cure me like the common cold
But I think I've said enough
Gotta go
"ya"