52 Pickup

Atmosphere
(Kissing)
Come over here, come here, come here, right now, come here
Come here little rabbit, I'mma give you a treat, take a seat
I'd like to tell you a little story, about a boy, he couldn't make ends meet
Not only that but he couldn't make sense out of the daily walk
Or the way we talk
Or how much though can be put into the price of advertising (What?)
I was watching him when he stepped forward to speak
Under the impression that he was just another local freak
Never would have guessed that he was capable of taking out a cluster of droids
Just to make noise
What some will do for attention
Sometimes it's too honorable to mention
And what we're dealing with here is a systems malfunction (What?)
Catching visions after the treasure was sunken
Not to be mistaken for a role-model husband
Cause I'm only interested in fucking!
Just my luck I'm a narcoleptic nympho
Petal to the metal with my dick hanging out the window
Anyway the wind blow
It come ten fold
Must be the season of the info
And sometimes I talk to the trees (What!?)
I'm a dope fucking rapper, and I'm not trying to be abstract
I'm saying that
Hip-Hop is larger than the politics, the karma
And accessories you carry in your back pack
Oh, and by the way, big thanks for all of the support
I'm amazed y'all want to hear what comes out of my mouth
And I still keep my finger nails short
So I don't tear your girlfriends from the insides out
Now do you get it yet?
Well you will
Just hold still
And god bless the road kill
With an empty can of oatmeal
In case you're unaware, it's been a long time coming
A lot of mind numbing
Trying to climb something
I used to walk into this room unnoticed (Yup!)
And as buzzed as I was, y'all was lost in my focus
And if I could keep from my knee to hurl
I would leap into your world
And feed my seed to your girl
Just to prove you've no clue as to what your boo likes
But you got a good start, if you spell my fucking name right
So show the tag on your shirt that says bitch made (Come on!)
While I push the mental switch blade
Deep into your rib-cage
Kill the stage
Sweat death
Have a drink
And piss ink
Fill the page and spit life, just to make these kids think
See I came tonight to play the role of pied piper
But first I want to know who stole my lighter?
And while were at it, someone asked, Who stole the soul?
I can smell food, but who's holding the bowl?
Let's take a little stroll through your tape collection
And check the UPC to see who raped to the essence
Yes it hurts
Cause it's a business first
And it gets worse
When you jerks
Let it into your verse
And I still can't seem to adapt
But I'm a dope fucking rapper
And I'm not even trying to be abstract
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!
And take you into the sky, and show you Slug!
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!
And take you into the air, and show you Slug!
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!
And take you into the sky, and show you Slug!
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!
And take you into the air, and show you Slug!(And never seen)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!
And take you into the sky, and show you Slug!(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!(Never seen)
And take you into the air, and show you Slug!(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!(Never seen)
And take you into the sky, and show you Slug!(Never, ever)
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up!(Never seen)
And take you into the air, and show you Slug!(Never, ever)
Like you've never seen
never ever
never
never
Pick it up, pick it up
Yo, I want to say peace to Christina Ricci
Sorry Murs I'mma get that first
Yo Slug, Who the fuck is ah Christina Ricci?
Christina Ricci, you know, ah
She was in Buffalo '66
Remember that, the girl with the big forehead
Oh, aight aight
Why do you always mention her in songs dog?
Ah, you know, just tryin' to say good looking out
I think she's got a lot of skill and talent
(Laughing)
What the fuck, are you tripping?
Dog why do you care what i'm into? You know what i'm saying
well aoh, ah, yo, aight how bout
I think you're trying to fuck her
You think I'm trying to what?
I think you're trying to fuck her
(Laughing)
No dog i'm just
(Laughing)
No I'm, ah, ah
Yo yo, You know what I think she played in Goodfellas
No, no no no that wasn't her in Goodfellas
That was somebody else, no she was in, ah
No man she was, she was kicking it with Henry Hill i'm telling you
No no no, she was in The Opposite Of Sex
That weren't, yo yo, like you know
She was Wednesday from The Adams Family dude
But she's all grown-up now
Man get the fuck outta here
yeah dude i'm saying dude
Aight fine, you know what
I wanna say peace to Drew Barrymore