Ygm Lyrics - Strictly Leakage - Atmosphere

Rough, rugged and raw, nobody saw us 

So I smashed through the windows and dashed with it all 

Didn't even leave the broken glass 

Put it all in the van and took it home to stash. 

We don't bargain, we throw darts man 

No money, pull honeys at the park jam 

So give it up this is Sean and Ant's stage 

Your is on the floor with your permanent mad face 

You hit last place like you didn't know you would 

And caught a bad case like you never over stood 

Damn shame just a waste of track tape 

I bet them raps taste just like an ash tray 

You kittens gotta be kiddin' 

All that hyperbole your spittin' is probably bitten 

Look at the teeth marks check the dental records 

Go take a second to locate them exits, bitch 

Believe it's time for you to believe it 

Clean out your desk and turn the keys in 

It's termination day for these half wits 

Flappin' them lips from the cradle to the casket 

You mundane like Sunday traffic 

About as much threat as a wet book of matches 

They show me where the mic was I grabbed it 

Took the stage and made the fans feel fantastic 

Atmos follow with the fear 

Don't be talking off my ear 

While I'm swallowing my beer 

Get the fuck outta here with your act 

Same type of cat that likes to talk shit behind your back 

Stab it, in your face like what's happening 

The brighter the lights the bugs come it attracts em' 

Nowadays I keep to self so tell your girlfriend to take her eyes off of my belt buckle 

So fuckin' hungry the tummy rumble 

Gotta be more then just another monkey's uncle 

So I'm a get dumb this album 

And do it like I don't give a damn about the outcome 

Slide past the trash that's hatin' 

Slit the tree in half and crack the pavement 

Wrote graffiti on the mainstream application 

Was validated enough we had the ladies masturbatin' 

After Satan laughs his ass off 

We'll all love hip hop 

We'll all have bad jobs 

And even there on that assembly line 

I'll remember to remind you bout your empty rhymes 

On lunch break I'll battle you for those cupcakes 

Do it for the love or just to prove you're a fuckin' fake 

And after I catch a kiss 

From the receptionist 

I'm gonna pose like this 

I don't quit I never have 

If you step in the act you better be better then that 

You can talk your shit like whatever, dag 

But excuse me miss we need to check your bag huh 

Your stealin' now give me back my style 

How does it feel tryin' to piggyback my crowd 

Say it loud break it down take em' out 

Like give me this 

I'm young gifted and mixed 

Wooooooheeeeee 

(talking:) 

That's what I'm talking about 

Yo Ant 

I wanna holler at some friends 

I wanna say what's up to Plain Ole Bill 

I wanna say what's up to Puck 

Los Notivos, Stage 1, I Self Devine 

Cool Hakim, Brother Ali, Kancer, Mole Man 

Jimmy 2 Times, Budda Time, BK One, 

Blueprint, The Chosen Few, my man Real Proof, 

J-Bird, Kevin Peacher, Joe Good 

And my little brothers Jordan and Nathan 

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Let's go get them swimming pools 

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