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broulette - atmosphere lyrics

#verse
i know this girl named broulette*lette*lette
the coolest woman i ever met, met, met
i never tried to hook it up, up, up
but i used to fantasize about the guts, f*ck, bust nuts, rush
grab the gold and carry it in your mouth
yo, i’ma try to hold the microphone and turn the party out
if it’s the type of crowd that doesn’t like to shout, f*ck it
i’ll give ’em somethin’ to chew on, somethin’ to talk about (no doubt)
snap, crackle, pop rock, i never had a sawed*off
don’t ever wanna blow up ‘cuz i nevеr wanna fall off
but jason, to that vacant lot next to your weed spot
sits a head shop benеath the tree watchin’ peace talks
so let me catch a round of applause
so maybe even i can talk somebody out of they drawers
[skit]
come on baby, give it up
(ladies and gentlemen)
give it up baby, i can tell*
(i’ll ask that you give a nice warm minnesota welcome)
(to mc, on stage, to mc, on stage)
you follow me, you follow me

[chorus]
‘cuz if we can’t do it together, we’ll do it apart
ain’t no way we’ll ever make it how it was at the start
but that’s a given, now within the distance of your vision
measure your persistence, how are you livin’

[verse]
yo, yo, i’ll smack the wack that’s selling crack
while i’m laying down my mack
(i’m tryin’ to tell you, my mans)
and catch a lift, i got that gift
and on the dl, probably sniff
i get sick on the trick, i’m talkin’ sh*t
burn grip on my d*ck
i got a trunk that pushes funk
i’m in the back rollin’ a blunt like what
(like what, like what dog, what)
i make moves and get loose
wearin’ a camouflage goose, that’s juice
yes, yes, i never stress, make a mess
on the mic sippin’ a becks, wearin’ a vest
‘cuz, well, you know, it’s that rhyme sayer
with the razor truck jewelry chuck taylors
(ha, ha, ha) tall, sharp, and handgun
paid a ransom for these pants, dun
so step off kid, you’re playing me too close
[chorus]
‘cuz if we can’t do it together, we’ll do it apart
ain’t no way we’ll ever make it how it was at the start
but that’s a given, now within the distance of your vision
measure your persistence, how are you livin’

[verse]
yo, yo, i k!lled all the thoughts about k!llin’ all the cops
no longer get as p*ssed off when i have to pull my d*ck off
i just want a mic and crowd
and if that’s askin’ for too much, fine
let me just have that mic, i’ll be alright
(yo, i’ll be alright)
stuck between a rock and a ska
with an option to bah, and i got lost
in a lie, toss them fakes out the door
i ain’t your wh0re, i make music
can you dig it? cool, then i’ma make some more
yes, yes, ya’ll, you’re now rockin’ with the best
of this missile, in route to the bas*m*nt
while ant drives the vessel
all apologies to those insulted
by the repulsive vultures that fly loose
when i’m seduced by the impulses
i guess that’s my defense, make an effect
protect the rep from all forms of public inflictions
but listen, i love the diction, so f*ck your friction
it takes focus off what’s the mission
(yo, tell ’em what’s the mission)
to be the man on the mic
to be the man on the molly
to be the man that made you push rewind
to be that motherf*cker over there on that mind
you know what that means
that means that i can show what i need you to see
see, see, see

- atmosphere lyrics

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