Atmosphere - Makes The Sun Come Out lyrics

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Atmosphere - Makes The Sun Come Out lyrics

About noonish, I woke up to the music Blaring outta the clock I inherited from pops After snooze is hit twice or trice I climb off of this madras to go find my life Where's my wifey at? Wait, that's right She slept at her sister's, 'cause we had a fight last night Looks like one of her cat's got sick That's either vomit or sh**, right next to the fridge There's no coffee left, just tea, green Did my best to try to make believe that it was caffeine After a minute, I had a cold shower And oh, I was pissed off at no hot water Hello landlord as I get dressed Expressed my stress in the message that I left So when you get a chance, please call me Gotta go, just found cat sh** in the clean laundry And yesterday's pants is the option There's already money in the front pocket No snow yet, but it's still freezing So I throw on a coat with a hoodie underneath it Ignore all the bills on the table 'Cause I don't love 'em - f** 'em, who told them I was faithful Shoes, keys, wallet and my temper Out the front door into a cold November Now wait a minute, look who got a parking ticket I live here, why I need a f**ing permit? I guess underground rap has its perks 'Cause all of the sudden the speakers don't wanna work Stereo is dead, no lights, no features And hold up, the heater ain't on either It must be a fuse, at least it starts I dip to the shop that sells the car parts And the cashier is like, man I don't know sh** But you ain't gonna treat me like I don't know sh** Bob, that's your job Bob, do your job Bob Sell me a fuse and point me to the door knob Installed the fuse and let the heater blow Music comes on, thermometer is three below Son's mom calls, I answer it on speaker phone At same damn time, someone backs into my vehicle Turn the auto-pilot on man I just wanted to go to the studio to write a song man Meltdown now, might as well?blank out? ?Shine'll come back? once we pull up to Ant's house That's the place I bury, all of the weight I carry Southside basement, that's like my sanctuary I love life - that's what this one's about So go ahead and hit record and?let? the sun come out, now