Lyrics Tracksmart - Atmosphere feat. Mr. Gene Pool
(Mr.
Gene
Poole)
Lovin′
this
sound
comin
out
to
yo
system
I
spark
to
get
yall
off
to
a
good
start.
Show
me
some
heart,
walk
through
my
hood
after
dark,
dodgin'
poison
darts
catch
one
in
the
left
lung
I
hope
that
(?)
by
itself
tracksmart.
Act
like
a
part
of
this
you′ll
find
yourself
a
victim
of
the
rhyme
bombarde'ment
weak
shit
I
have
the
tolerance.
I
write
the
best
rhymes
in
my
sleep.
Dreamland
beats
and
freelance
techniques
f**kin'
up
the
sheets.
Ink
spots.
Puss
spot
niggas
tryin
to
stop
this
think
not
(get
big
not.?)
and
listen
for
your
bank
knock.
We
do
a
lot
of
this
activity
in
my
city,
get
a
job
in
my
world,
join
a
futuristic
commitee.
Weak
assistant
of
three
had
to
be
persistantly
equal
in
order
for
it
to
work
out
in
a
balance
which
comes
down
to
a
question
of
natural
talents.
Cant
keep
those
gifts
isolated
in
tablets.
It′s
not
about
rap
ballads
or
who
can
flow
the
best
What
kind
of
dressing
you
gonna
have
with
your
life
salad?
French
Yes.thank
you
very
much.On
to
the
next
(Slug)
Yo
you
rappers
eludin′
but
that's
nothin′
new.
I
still
stick
to
my
duty,
to
kick
something
true.
Still
if
you
wanna
boo
me
we
can
do
this
in
a
circle
of
peers
Tell
your
bitch
to
kick
a
beat
so
I
can
work
you
to
tears
I've
made
a
full
of
strangers
throw
hands
in
the
air
I
know
you
sense
danger
I
can
see
it
in
your
stare
Don′t
provoke
anger
when
the
mic's
in
my
hand
Cause
if
I
get
that
spark
i′m
quick
to
rip
apart
your
plans
Yo
Ant,
let's
keep
this
one
accesible
Take
the
fruits
that
wanna
test
these
bros
and
make
em'
vegetable
Just
to
let
em
know
that
the
course
tastes
pure
Pissed
off
all
the
local
rappers
so
it′s
time
to
go
on
tour
I′m
sure,
so
I
never
break
a
sweat
when
a
fate
steps
Instead
I
break
that
snake's
neck
and
take
his
breath
Half
the
time
half
of
em
don′t
catch
the
rhymes
They
need
they
friends
with
to
show
em
how
we
wax
behinds
Please
fool,
hella
stupid
i'm
assumin′
Probably
couldn't
even
rock
your
own
family
reunion
And
i′m
through
with
the
politicket.
Rhymesayers
on
a
mission,
watch
the
following
thinkin',
motherf**ka
(Mr.
Gene
Poole)
I
stick
two
fingers
through
his
nostrils
and
a
thumb
through
his
mouth
and
swing
em'
like
a
bowling
ball
make
em′
strike
the
f**k
out.
Take
a
hook
and
stab
it
through
his
back
and
curve
it
around
his
spine
and
throw
em
out
by
the
lili
pads
and
wait
for
a
hit
on
my
line
Cause
this
rap
shit
makes
me
wanna
catch
niggas
like
catfish,
Chop
em
up
into
steaks
and
sop
em
up
off
the
plate
with
biscuits
And
rice.
I
put
the
hand
of
the
one
that
likes
to
hold
mics
in
a
vice,
Make
sure
he
never
writes
in
his
life.
When
its
time
for
me
to
display(stay
the
f**k
out
the
way),
And
when
its
time
for
you
to
dj
you
gon′
play
what
I
say.
The
word
for
the
day
is
Fette
cash
lessons.
Get
ready
to
mash
when
I
give
the
word
don't
ask
questions
Pack
yo
shit,
dont
smack
yo
bitch,
leave
peacebly
Cause
these′ll
be
vital
elements
of
livin'
feasibly.
? The
urban?
mocha
latte,
Saint
Paul
nigga
rockin
the
uptown
partay
Like
coca
angel
vatte,
I
provide
that
mental
rush
and
that
physical
feelin
like
yo
whole
worlds
being
dusted.
Be
hushed
when
you
see
me
in
deep
thought,
hand
clutched
interrupt
and
you
just
might
be
caught
then
crushed
(Slug)
Yo
yo
I
quit
frontin′
really
really
I
know
wrong
and
right,
wrote
my
songs,
shed
light
to
promote
a
longer
life.
When
I
reflect
that
night
I
seek
light
in
the
confusion,
I
stick
to
the
music
and
skip
the
baggage
of
delusion.
Managed
to
come
through
and
i'm
in
the
minimalism
yo
the
damage
is
due
it′s
time
to
climb
to
catch
a
vision.
Yo
i've
had
it
with
you
and
the
terms
which
I
work
Cause
it
matta
to
you,
the
flight's
cursed,
I
might
burst
Challengin
who?
Balance
the
mood,
yo
Stress
let′s
gather
the
crew,
Commence
to
wreck
shit
then
exit.
I′d
rather
that
you,
Throw
your
hands
in
the
air
and
if
that's
too
demanding
you
can
stand
there
and
stare.
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1 Travel (remix)
2 The Abusing of The Rib
3 Molly Cool
4 The Jackpot / Swept Away
5 Tracksmart
6 @ It Again
7 The Stick Up
8 Higher Living
9 I Wish Those Cats @ Phobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes
10 Industrial Warfare
11 7th St. Entry
12 Sent
13 Funny Colors in My Mushroom Trails
14 Fuck the Bullshit
15 Struggle Song
16 Dubs
17 Substance Abuse
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