Little Man (i Love You) Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

Dear Jacob 

I won't take up too much of you time 

I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on 

And that's fine 

Just gimme a second to empty my face 

Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase 

I've been watching you man 

I'm proud of you man 

You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can 

I know you understand 

Why I go out of town 

I also know my days are colder when you're not around 

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact 

That daddy never lived inside the same shack 

And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit 

It's what I get 

I'm convinced it's my punishment 

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For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar 

In some city with some people I don't know 

For all the times that the lines on your face 

Reminded me of the days before the dagonflies escaped 

It trips me out how you pick up all my trait 

From the way that you spit to the fists that you make 

I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy 

Daddy learned that from you 

You're supposed to learn that from daddy 

I can't teach much when it comes to women 

I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the ine 

You're doing good little man thats all I really meant 

I love you 

You're my best friend, thanks for listening 

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Dear Craig 

What up bones? How it goes? 

Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old 

Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine 

Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing 

Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast 

And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed 

Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash 

And other times today feels too much like the past 

Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight 

A child wonderin' 

Why your life just ain't alright? 

What's the violence about? Why's it in my house? 

And even the memories are turned up too loud 

Yeah, I got some issues in my head 

Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you 

I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now 

But your little man justs wants you to listen now 

I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations 

All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience 

I can't trust 'em 

And they're not much help 

When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself 

What pride, fists, and words just might do? 

I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you 

I've never hit a woman 

I won't do coke 

And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man 

Dear Sean 

What's goin' on? 

Not much to say 

Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today 

I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises 

How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness? 

Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders 

So you let your paranoia place your bets for you 

Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice 

Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise 

The only women that love you are fans and family 

Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly 

No heavy rotation 

In any location 

You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation 

Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted 

Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it 

Singin' for these kids you don't know 

When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone 

Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world 

Another drunk hotel bedroom corner 

curled up like a naked fetus 

Come and save him Jesus 

Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas 

Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done 

And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone 

Your son says, "Hi dad. 

Your dad says, "Whats up?" 

And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, "Good luck."