![4:30 AM - ATMOSPHERE](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284751542143925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 31.01.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
4:30 AM |
Hey Spawn tell me a joke |
Hahahahaha |
Hey yo Spawn, what you doing? |
Hahahaha! |
I sever heads just to sharpen my skills |
Zoom in on brains like a John Carpenter kill |
Surprise, that’s the element, your confidence is delicate |
Never recuperates, I leave you mute and celibate |
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 on stage assassinated |
You’re nice, where you from? |
That’s the question I ask |
Distraction got struck pull their heart out their ass |
The blast is nuclear, when the crew appears |
So seek 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 gut then to my hut to build with the pen again |
From Hennepin to Lexington the first section conquered |
Laid seeds in the soil, peep the props and honor |
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? |
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, Atmosphere leaks through 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 meat |
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 his team remove remains up off 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 |
Knee jerk, when I yank your brain into a fever |
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 flow’s balance, we figure well |
Your style has the personality of a Speak and Spell |
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 |
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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