Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shrapnel, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song God Loves Ugly, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.04.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Shrapnel |
Shrapnel… |
I can’t remember who asked me, but someone asked me |
How long I thought that I would be allowed atop this trash heap |
I didn’t answer cause I’m tired of criticizing the masses |
Inspired the support the devouring of the self |
All the power to the people who dig potholes |
Placed me in a glass case full of lost treasures and fossils |
Got a right to be hostile, my love is gettin' gang raped |
By an army full money hungry crocodiles |
Quantity is up, market in a flood |
But the party over here has never steered through so much love |
I’ll take the laughter, but I’d rather have the women |
Who am I kiddin'? |
I’ll be content with whatever I’m given |
Work for food, rent, sex, money, or water |
I don’t know what else that you have to offer |
Your first born daughter? |
No need, already got her |
She came to the set hungry and left hot and bothered |
My posse’s full of women, computer nerds, and thugs |
Much to my dismay, I’m none of the above |
Someday I’mma be the mack of the minute |
And you were so damn good I’mma have to forget it |
Listen to the mimic, it’s almost on |
Drink, til ya hit me with a tall potion |
Think quick, how much more insult |
Will it take for me to break your light bulb |
Shrapnel… |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Check your mail, climb your ladder |
Count the pieces you’ve managed to gather |
Does it matter? |
What are you trying to achieve? |
Let go of your throat if you’re dying to breathe |
And finally we’ve begun to make a little progress |
Ain’t a single dock in this river that can stop us |
Lost in the mix like a feeble over dub |
Got me screaming at these shippin' till these people know what’s up |
Yeah Slug’s back, but his collection of hub caps |
Caught a buzzin' brought a notebook full of love raps |
Open the pipes and tuck that voice in |
I’mma sit on this corner and nibble on my poison |
Baby once in awhile I find a reason to smile |
But most the time it’s spent deep in denial |
It’s all make believe, I want the cake to eat |
But this lake’s too deep, tryin' to stand on two feet |
Wonderin' about the thunder runnin' through this blood |
I try to keep my cool, but the hat fits too snug |
Study the love, took my degree |
Shoved it into a bottle, chucked it into the sea |
Shrapnel… |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shrapnel… |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the code rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shards of pull cards scattered on the carpet |
It’s hard to breathe cause you wear a fitted target |
Tug upon a choke chain, travel the cold rain |
Of course I’ve came to show you shrapnel |
Shrapnel…(repeated to end) |
I am not ugly (reversed) |