Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something, artist - ATMOSPHERE.
Date of issue: 07.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Something |
When I feel like nothing I gotta get up to somethin |
If you feel like nothing you better get up |
And when they test you, are you gonna pass or fail? |
Got lost in your face, like I’m following acid trails |
She tried to call me when she got outta jail |
It rained forever and ever, went to the voicemail |
This goes to all my birdies out in Albuquerque |
Don’t ever let 'em put the thermometer in your turkey |
Raw like Nenh Cherry and Eddie Murphy |
If your posse’s full of outlaws, you might b my attorney |
I wear my sunglasses at the airport |
I’m horizontal on the carpeted floor by the food court |
But my shoes are clean, neither are missing |
A player wakes up before he dreams about pissing |
Back when I was green I used to rap to be seen |
I just wanted to be a part of the team |
But now I miss 'em blue jeans, looking like Bruce Springsteen |
Know what I mean? |
It wasn’t even close to Halloween |
You smell like a pillowcase full of sugar |
Please, you probably got some cheese up in your burger |
Hoes gotta eat too, peace, Mr. Witherspoon |
Leaves in a swimming pool, listen fool |
If it’s all the same to you, tell me how you gonna kick it |
Like a kangaroo, when you sound like dude |
That sounds like another dude, robber from the inner tube |
What’s the hullabaloo, we need the who? |
They call me Sean, I used to hang out with your aunt |
Toke a little kush and play a little tonk |
I knew your daddy and your fast-ass mom |
So what, so what, so what you want? |
What you want, huh? |
I drove the bandwagon |
Used to have fantasies of vanities as in the last dragon |
I’m closing in on fifty and my fashion is flagrant |
I’m officially too old for these pants to be sagging |
When you don’t know where you are put your eyes to the sky |
And identify the North Star |
Watch it as it storms toward the podium like give me your support |
Before I go, young buck up in your guts with a dinner fork |
Pull a little liquor out for the diseased |
And spit a sick forty for my fortunate peeps |
I only came here to catch a couple of looks |
And pull some fish out your lake with my rust hooks |
When I feel like nothing I gotta get up to something |
If you feel like nothing you better get up to something |
When you feel like nothing you gotta get up to something |
If you feel like nothing you better get up |