the sun Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes
m i crooked letter coming around the south Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old southern slouch Please ain't nothin but inscence in my atmosphere
And make human statues cold The stars shine so clear in a formation which Scares tells that death is near Something malicious and vengeful is out there
a nuclear reactor melting down Sending deadly clouds of dust Into the atmosphere Falling down like rain upon the ground We were laying in the sun Listening
two's, motherfuckers think shit is cool 'cause these are the rules, keep it tight with your crew So when you chillin with your enemy out in the field, Nine times out
put t-t-tickets in your behind i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor a-come alive, yall a-gimme what ya got cause im guaranteed to make you rock
end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out you cry out your words fly out, and sounds die out You
physically, bring out your lyrical skill When you think Lootpack cannot make a difference We'll come and break down your whole circumference Entering your atmosphere
me tight I'll take you round the world tonight One second and we touch the sky - I'll take you Out the atmosphere back to the club before the sun comes
t-t-tickets in your behind i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor a-come alive, yall a-gimme what ya got cause im guaranteed to make you rock
Pretty if the sun won't shine I'll be coming out to meet you I'll be there to make you mine You're pretty if the rain will pour I'll be knocking
it looks like it's openin', Where am I tryna to go with this? Only the chosen, find a way out Everybody move out! Make sure to stay off the main route
girl makes herself proud almost as if it wants to come play a part in those moments when your heart aint afraid of the dark but sometimes i swear you make the sun
[Slug] Atmosphere... Atmosphere.... Atmosphere [Slug] Atmosphere and maybe you don't like us But of all the stars in the sky believe we're one of the
I ever climb another tree From here on, the squirrels and birds can come to me From sun to sun and from sea to sea (Girl, they call me Slug, do you wanna make
out to that modern man From Atmosphere goes out to that modern man Word up this is the ode to the modern man It goes, like, one time for that modern man This goes out
dont come equipped with rearview mirrors They dip as quick as they can The atmosphere is now ripped Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night So the light from the sun
out Now you ain't even gotta act out, now I gotta throw the trash out I'm a thug shout, where my pimping spot, where the sun don't shine one time Then