Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GodLovesUgly, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song God Loves Ugly, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.04.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
GodLovesUgly |
«Hey, hey what are you doing over there?» |
«I… I’m just standing, I…» |
«Come here, come here. |
What are you doing?» |
«I'm just waiting for… You know he’s… He might come out.» |
«Left you standing in the rain all wet.» |
«Wait, I just wanna say…» |
«No, no, who are you waiting for?» |
«A guy I met at the show.» |
«Who, Slug? |
You’re waiting for fucking Slug?» |
«No! |
I mean no, uh, yeah.» |
«Oh no, you’re… You’re fucking kidding me.» |
«He's so hot.» |
«Fucking Slug? |
Oh my God, he is so fucking ugly.» |
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp |
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship |
The one thing that I can guarantee |
I’m like a stepping razor, I suggest you stay fair with me |
Been paying dues for a decade plus |
Before that I was just another face on the bus |
Tappin' my foot, to the beat on the radio |
Dreaming 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies |
Oh mom, I promise I’m gonna be large |
Some day I’ma stop trying to borrow your car |
Gonna go far, with charisma and skill |
Until they put my face on a million dollar bill |
Atmosphere, it’s just a ten letter word |
Discretion is the name of my cement-feathered bird |
And if you didn’t hear, then fuck what others heard |
I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured |
Caught up in the mix of a bottle full of fix |
I’mma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek |
It’s not that I don’t like you, I just don’t want to speak |
You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week |
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics |
Defined by whatever you’ve added and subtracted |
I’m pushin' on the hammer to trigger the brain |
Embrace how I live, 'cause God loves ugly |
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Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo |
I damn near had to steal the show |
I stepped on the stage — «Who is it?» |
My name’s Slug, I’ve come to kill a couple minutes |
And what’s up with the way that everybody gathers around |
Each other, so they can steal each others' sound |
If it’s all about getting down, with the get down |
How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down? |
Appears more clear in its simplest form |
Nobody sees tears when you’re standin' in the storm |
Abandonin' the norm, and handlin' the harvest |
Measurin' the worth by the depth of the hardship |
I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name |
I held onto the sacred ways of how to play the game |
When the soldiers started runnin' short on rations |
I began tappin' the egg to spark the hatchin' |
Make it happen, and take this captain to the gallows |
I keep steering us into an area that’s shallow |
Talking to my shadow, he advised me not to worry |
Said, I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury |
So give me some light, a little love and some liquid |
I’ma creep through the night and put a plug in the spigot |
And when the water grows, and the dam starts to overflow |
I’ll float atop the flood holdin' on to my ugly |
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Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the widescreen |
Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream |
Or be the deer that’s caught in my high beams |
I’m rolling with the brights on |
Scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with |
Paranoid, walking around, careless |
No wonder you’re in love with your therapist |
Go to sleep my little time bomb |
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