Lyrics The Jackpot / Swept Away - Atmosphere
Starin
over
that
strech
Into
the
horizon
With
my
eyes
and
ears
closed
Sealed
with
a
clear
coat
I'm
at
a
loss
for
words,
But
i
know
a
lot
of
words
for
loss
I
got
a
whole
lotta
excuses
To
curse
and
stomp
Fuck
you
very
much
and
kiss
me
goodbye
Because
i'm
leaving
on
the
next
high
Ain't
no
sex
allowed
Now
all
crowd
around
ma
And
show
me
what
you
found
He
got
the
truth
And
she
got
the
groove
And
they
raped
the
youth
And
he's
got
the
proof
Now,
nobody
move
Nobody
gets
nowhere
Progress
halt
and
its
all
my
fault
And
i
dont
care
Here
i
am
Behold
this
pale
whore
Kinda
sore
throat
bloke
on
tour
Thru
the
core
repell
Followin
the
chorus
Indorced
by
the
force
And
honey
i
just
wanna
hug
ur
curves
like
a
porsche.
Go
ahead
throw
them
sore
issues
back
on
the
fire
To
feel
the
flame,
Get
me
high
Lose
the
blame
Let
me
slide
Tonight's
the
night
And
crack
me
a
low
and
brown
And
touch
my
swollen
crown
While
i
hold
it
down
Yo,
on
the
level
of
actually
she
found
me
flacid.
Skiped
class
to
be
fashionally
absent
Got
me
thinking
Caught
me
drinkin
Tossed
my
ink
across
the
loos
leaf
like
Watch
me
sink
into
the
mind
state
Of
how
imma
wait
to
find
fate
Let
the
pupils
dialate
Fly
high
like
the
crime
rate
Mosiquito
bate,
baby
keep
me
up
to
date
Who
you
love
today
Give
me
a
pound
and
im
on
my
way
Now
im
at
it
that
imaginary
line
thats
on
the
floor
What
do
you
mean
we
should
stay
in
touch
What
for
Not
exactly
sure
But
i
agree
with
your
motive
The
posion
took
over
'Cause
the
dose
was
sugar
coated
The
world
is
full
of
people
Who
want
nothing
short
of
perfect
And
yet
they
settle
for
less
Blinded
by
their
quest
for
purpose
First
hit,
I
knew
it
was
for
me
It
made
me
think
Her
i
sink
now
Now
i
dont
remember
why
i
drink
I
gotta
pay
the
phone
bills
Scrape
off
the
road
kill
Hold
still
Here's
another
girl
acting
like
king
of
the
mole
hill
Yo,
step
with
stride
I
got
this
friend
named
PRIDE
And
imma
hide
him
in
my
pocket
Till
the
day
that
i
die
And
i
got
this
pet
peeve
That
i
only
let
out
to
eat
Poked
holes
in
the
top
of
the
jar
so
he
can
breath
And
when
he's
old
enough
Imma
set
him
free
and
let
him
breed
Teach
his
kids
how
to
build
bombs
and
shoot
speed
True
indeed
Im
all
about
the
lines
around
the
block
Good
times
Hip
hop
And
making
rhymes
about
my
cock
So
fuck
the
work
Fuck
love
Fuck
man
and
you
I
hope
you
drown
Face
down
In
your
dandruff
shampoo
Thank
you
for
making
me
Creating
me
Sedating
me
Taking
me
Appreciating
me
Embracing
me
Abrasivley
tasting
me
And
waiting
patiently
I
promise
to
pay
you
back
on
the
day
we're
free
I
wanna
thank
you
for
hatin
me
Frustratin
me
Escaping
me
Stickin
that
steak
in
me
And
blatenley
breaking
me
Erasing
me
Defacing
me
And
replacing
me
I
promise
to
pay
you
back
on
the
day
we're
free
She
aint
happy
when
i
am
around
She's
mad
when
im
gone
So
imma
drink
this
pint
of
whiskey
and
go
pass
out
on
her
lawn
And
when
she
leaves
to
go
to
work
She'll
find
me
in
my
superstar
My
day
off
with
an
angel
Wreck
her
morning
With
a
loser
I'm
true
to
the
game
Don't
know
the
rules
to
the
game
Ruin
my
shoes
Stomp
into
all
the
puddles
and
pools
in
my
brain
I
could
remove
my
heart
Shave
my
legs
But
no
matter
how
soft
i
walk
I
still
manage
to
break
the
eggs
I
wanna
thank
you
for
making
me
Creating
me
Sedating
me
Taking
me
Appreciating
me
And
embracing
me
Abrasivley
tasting
me
And
waiting
patiently
I
promise
to
pay
you
back
on
the
day
we're
free
Yo,
i
wanna
thank
you
for
hatin
me
Frustratin
me
Escaping
me
Stickin
that
steak
in
me
And
blatenley
breaking
me
Erasing
me
Defacing
me
Replacing
me
I
promise
to
pay
you
back
on
the
day
we're
free
[[
let
me
clear
my
throat,
Kick
it
over
here
baby
pop
And
let
all
the
fly
skimmas
feel
the
beat.
Umm
drooop.]]
Boom.
Its
the
way
she
moves
that
broom
that's
got
me
consumed
And
it
aint
got
nothing
to
do
With
the
sleeping
It's
the
look
on
her
face
Thats
got
me
displaced
Plus
the
fact
that
she's
prolly
got
no
clue
that
im
peepin
She's
deep
into
routine
Cleanin
off
the
sidewalk
infront
of
the
shop
she
works
1:
15
am
Me,
Parked
in
the
car
In
the
street
Maybe
30
feet
from
the
spot
she
sweeps
Emotion
taken
Who
is
this
human
And
why
she
chewin'
my
attention
The
action,
unaware,
innocent,
purely
accident
And
whom
I
askin
this?
I'm
alone,
in
the
passenger
seat
of
this
[this
part
is
bleeped
out]
Awaitin'
my
companion,
but
damn
man,
she's
got
me
distracted
And
it's
not
just
the
fact
that
she's
attractive
It's
the
whole
kit-n-kabootle
From
the
look
on
her
face,
to
her
taste
in
shoes,
to
the
way
she
moves
It
inspires
me
to
sit
and
doodle,
so
While
I
write
She
wipes
down
the
tagged
up
picnic
tables
outside
of
the
[bleeped
out]
It's
missin
not
a
spot
And
here
I
sit
again,
with
a
pen
And
a
desire
to
be
entirely
lost
in
a
world
of
them
.
(Spoken)
"what
do
you
mean
you
just
wanna
be
friends."
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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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