Onemosphere-Atmosphere

[ti:Onemosphere] [ar:Atmosphere] [al:God Loves Ugly] [by:] [offset:0] [00:15.98]Atmosphere Atmosphere Atmosphere [00:21.81] [00:26.68]Atmosphere and maybe you don't like us [00:29.00]But of all the stars in the sky believe we're one of the brightest [00:31.86]My life is as tright as your favorite rap record [00:34.26]And I'm possed with that insight that enables me to laugh better [00:37.75]From the last letter back to the A come around my way [00:40.35]Out of the wrapping paper with out the f**king holiday [00:42.41] [00:42.97]Can't never be captured they can toy with my shell [00:45.12]But only after they walk on my backwards through b-boy hell [00:48.34]From hear on out the sun rises at noon thirty [00:51.06]And didn't quit pressing till the whole f-ing room heard me [00:53.91]Soon the birdy will fly with or with out the wings [00:56.56]As strange as the equator as nosy as the outscenes [00:59.05]Let the poppers pop let the breakers break [01:01.72]Make the dj's and the assholes and all the rappers snakes [01:04.61]Well most graph writers are wierdos now a days [01:07.10]So I hang out with myself and a rafter and a belt [01:09.93]Every chapter that I happen to skim [01:12.13]Appears if it must of been written by me or the brothers grim [01:15.57]And the moral to the story comes equipped with a sting [01:18.25]Once again I'm picked for the wrong f**king scene (f**king scene) [01:21.98] [01:31.85]Now I'm sleeping on floors of temporary friends [01:34.65]But I'm keeping the store front as clean as I can [01:37.33]And I'm sweeping the sky for today's revelation [01:39.65] [01:40.17]And I'm needing some time and some proper ventillation [01:43.31]And I'm building a house for everyone to hold [01:45.60]And I'm filling your mouth with the keys to my soul [01:48.41]And your spitting me out piece together the puzzle [01:50.87]You got to get it all out while your learning how to juggle [01:53.57]And the bricks weigh more then they led you to believe [01:56.31]Remember never let nobody leave you to believe [01:59.18]September was the first time I had to breathe [02:01.73]So I learned to hate harvest started at a trick up it's sleave [02:04.67] [02:05.22]Not f**king with the jones'es I guess that I been jones'en so much [02:08.64]Nothing gets noticed but the mess [02:10.23]And I've spoken my stress through and empty beer can [02:12.70]And it goes one Minnesota two Minnesota three [02:15.57]And Atmosphere