Lyrics Heart - Atmosphere
(You
see,
what
you
mistake
for
madness
is
just
over
acuteness
of
the
senses.
Now
what
came
to
my
ears,
a
low
dull
sound
such
as
a
watch
makes
when
wrapped
in
cotton.
I
knew
that
sound
too,
it
was
the
beating
of
the
old
man′s
heart.)
(Man
I'm
tellin
you,
some
mother
fuckers
just
have
no
kind
of
heart
man.
Serious
man
mother
fuckers
man,
these
mother
fuckers
have
no
self
respect
and
shit
man,
wanna
pay
no
dues
but
wanna
drop
like
a
fucking
LP
tomorrow.
And
then
to
top
it
off
these
mother
fuckers,
they
don′t
have
no
heart
into
their
music
you
know
what
I
mean?
Like
fuck
sound
like
girls
and
shit.)
[X6]
If
you
respect
yourself
Do
you?
Now
it
started
off
rather
basic
Just
some
small
scale
dabbling
confined
to
the
basement
Never
knew
I'd
grow
into
this
full
time
user
Never
figured
that
I
was
a
winner
or
a
loser
Only
did
the
due
to
have
fun
And
only
got
with
the
crew
because
it
seemed
natural
to
have
one
Captured
the
life
in
the
form
of
a
gripper
around
the
mic
Hold
it
right,
like
a
love,
hold
it
tight
the
plight
Fortifies
my
existence
Reinforces
my
position
In
this
course
that
I'm
stickin
to
my
path
Now
I
can
see
it
all
laid
out
in
my
past
While
trying
to
catch
what′s
it′s
about
And
my
last
breath
pulled
the
toxins
in
And
I
bet
debt's
about
to
box
me
in
But
before
this
bitch
comes
to
get
some
I′ma
do
my
job
on
this
M.I.C.
and
feed
you
a
thick
one.
[X3]
You
can
have
all
the
heart
in
the
world
Doesn't
mean
I′m
gonna
respect
ya
I'm
getting
older
and
I′m
knowing
better
Let
her,
piss
rapper
step
ta
This
cap
to
get
up
off
your
head
kid
I'll
bitch
smack
you,
have
this?
Now,
I'm
about
to
put
a
Slug
in
show
business
And
if
everything
goes
right
I′m
leaving
no
witness
I
hold
this
inside
the
chest
so
big
it
hardly
fits
It
trips
between
the
truth
and
the
party
shits
Quick,
to
lace
a
track
with
substance
All
the
young
guns
that′s
really
listening
at
the
functions
See,
you
can
love
it
or
leave
it,
Fuck
it
or
keep
it,
Either
way
I'll
be
here
Trudging
through
the
deep
shit
I′ve
done
well
over
one-hundred
cuts
And
gotten
the
feed
back
of
love
From
some
of
the
ones
I've
touched
and
thus
I′m
not
quitin,
never
stop
rippin,
You
gatta
be
kiddin,
Shit
we's
on
a
mission,
Is
it
possible,
the
mics
got
my
soul?
I′ll
make
em
all
say
hoe
And
Rhymesayers
rock
show,
let
em
know
That
it's
more
than
a
career
goal,
Cut
that
zero
and
let
the
hero
in
your
ear
hole,
yo.
[X3]
You
can
have
all
the
heart
in
the
world
Doesn't
mean
I′m
gonna
respect
ya
I′m
getting
older
and
I'm
knowing
better
Let
her,
piss
rapper
step
ta
This
cap
to
get
up
off
your
head
kid
I′ll
bitch
smack
you,
half
these
MCs
Please,
excuse
the
Q's
and
P′s
But
I
grew
up
on
the
B.D.P.E.P.M.D.
Run
DMC's
I
don′t
believe
you
should
hold
the
mic,
And
I
rolled
up
with
a
bus
full
of
friends
that
think
alike,
I'm
havin
a
hard
time
trying
to
keep
it
simple,
Just
for
the
fuckers
that
don't
seem
to
read
between
the
ripples
It′s
all
nipples
and
clits
in
this
rap
shit,
Catch
you
lickin
if
you
lay
back
passive
bastard,
It′s
like
that
ya'll,
it′s
like
that
ya'll
Art
imitates
life
and
most
of
it
is
whack
ya′ll,
You
gotta
learn
how
to
read
the
info
the
individual
provides,
They
probably
won't
dig
me
till
I′ve
died.
Die
[x6]
Dead
Hehehe
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1 Sep Seven Game Show Theme
2 Round and Round
3 Tracksmart (feat. Mr. Gene Poole)
4 Choking On The Wishbone
5 The Jackpot / Swept Away
6 At It Again
7 The Stick Up (feat. Eyedea)
8 Lyle Lovette
9 Higher Learning
10 To The Break Of Sean
11 Deer Wolf
12 Molly Cool
13 Dungeons and Dragons (feat. Musab)
14 Anterlude
15 Advanced Communications
16 A Tall Seven and Seven
17 3.2 Red Dog
18 The Abusing of The Rib
19 Write Now (Multiples No. 4)
20 I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give
21 Heart
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