Shotgun Lyrics - Atmosphere

You motherfuckers ain't on my shelf 

I should jump back and try to french kiss myself 

The boy fell in the well and lived to tell 

Put my voice in the mix, make the winter melt 

I'm the best thing since a fresh loaf of sliced bread 

Sitting on the bed between a pair of nice legs 

I'm sex, white flag, ice bag, wipe rag 

I'm twice the mess but a fraction of the price tag 

Back stage in a rat cage 

But when I bend these bars, everybody get to gas face 

They said it was dead, in that case 

I'ma get revenge, I'ma make rap pay 

Now run and tell the sun I'm turning up the light 

I might arrive on the plane, train, bus or bike 

You can fuss and fight, but it's just despite 

Cause it functions right when I cup this mic 

No feedback, ease back, let the beat crack 

But Uncle Sam said he wanna see tax 

Make the beeswax, no relax 

Run around the map and leave tracks 

You can call me Sean like nothing's wrong 

I'm the early dawn, I'm the dirty bum 

My thoughts get drawn on a JumboTron 

If your jaw don't drop you can hum along, come on! 

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Shotgun, the raw one 

We the hot sauce on y'alls tongue 

We don't stop till it's all done 

So turn it up till the cops come 

You get lost in how awesome I is 

You watching like you bought stock in my biz 

You caught that sickness sitting on shit 

You'd be better off frying up some littler fish 

I'm a big catch, whoo! Sweet Jesus 

Walk on the trash, keep clean as a fetus 

Rip the beef into child size pieces 

You talk cheap, now you need to get your teeth fixed 

I don't recognize you or your toy crew 

Go ahead, step aside now, let my noise through 

Grew and spread like Kudzu 

Didn't need a gun to put a +Slug+ in your guts 

Move over chauffeur, I roll the coaster 

I got older and badder and bolder 

Who's the host with the monster? 

Birds fly to Minnesota just to land on my shoulders 

No pressure, it don't get desperate 

No special effects, just sweat and spit 

So fresh, still make it seem effortless 

Breath smell like breast milk and peppermint 

Got put on a permanent good foot 

Huh, got more flavor than a cookbook 

So take a look at what you couldn't have took 

If I forgot anything, we'll just put it on the hook, c'mon 

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[Chorus: 2X] 

You ain't gon' be shit 

I'm the best kept secret 

Anyone can see it 

If I say it loud enough, maybe you'll believe it 

[Chorus]