Текст (слова) песни: Atmosphere - 4:30 AM

 
(Anonymous) 
Why don`t you get the fuck back to your seat cuz I don`t like you! 
 
(Slug) 
Hey Spawn tell me a joke 
Hahahahaha 
Hey yo Spawn, what you doing? 
Hahahaha! 
 
(Slug) 
I sever heads just to sharpen my skills 
Zoom in on braids like a John Carpenter kills 
Surprise, that`s the element, your confidence is delicate 
Never recuperates, I leave your mutant sell of it 
Break the victim down to a jelly consistency 
The brain twisted spits, now tell me who gets with me 
I felt they were listening and the smell of fear amps me 
Sweet tooth, room full of candy wrappers, I get antsy 
Mission activated, attention captivated 
Vocals ring bring the so-called king unstages assassinated 
You`re nice, where you from? 
That`s the question I ask 
Distraction got struck pull their heart out their ass 
To blast this nuclear, when the crew appears 
So sheek shelter, the only helpful advice 
Is that you should steer clear of the exits 
I take reps and make messes 
Broken, when the spot closes we`re off to breakfast 
Invested breath, skills, adrenaline 
Refill the guth into my hut to build with the pentagon 
From Henipen to Lexington the first section conquered 
Laid seeds in the soil, preeped to props and on`em??? 
 
(Spawn) 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
 
(Slug) 
Can`t expect everyone to see shit the way I see it 
Can`t expect anyone to be dope the way I be it 
So be it, atmospherly stew like sunbeams 
To snap you like a bungee when the Sayers takes the country 
Hungry, and this emptyness makes me grumpy 
Take an emcee, stuff him between some bread cheese and lunch me 
It`s just a snack, rely on Ant to thrust a track 
Into the mind as I slip behind the whack and crush his back 
Must react, if we don`t we have no work 
So I stomp them, let a steam remove remains upon the astroturf 
Now who`s eager? To be made a believer? 
It wakes the dead when I shake a rival`s head until his teeth hurt 
Need jerk, when I yank your brain into a beaver 
And melt the weak channels in your receiver 
You need to keep your beaver in your pants 
Fuck your leisure and your plans 
I wear a Van Halen T-shirt 
Bust a stance and crush your plans 
It`s all inside the flows balance, we figure well 
Your style has the personality of a speak???? 
You need development to reach the plateau I`m at 
So take a fat step back so I don`t mistake you as a bat 
 
(Spawn) 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at? 
It`s 4:30 AM, do you know where your head`s at?
 

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