Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To All My Friends, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song To All My Friends, Blood Makes The Blade Holy: the Atmosphere ep's, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.09.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
To All My Friends |
Yeah, I saw the sign in the window, for the job |
Yeah I got a high school education, but that’s all |
Skills? |
You wanna know if I got some skills? |
Yeah I got some skills |
This goes out to all my friends |
What you gonna be when you grown up? |
I’m all grown up and still don’t know what |
I mop throw-up, I rock a tow-truck |
Long as it means that I can get old and post up |
I used to be a typical winner |
Living off the gratuity from delivering your dinner |
Cause as a kid, I didn’t consider |
That I would get the opportunity to be a full-time spitter |
I love this occupation |
I got bosses across the nation |
Validation is an understatement |
And I don’t really know how to take a vacation |
My kind don’t have any free time |
I’m so distracted, but everything’s fine |
I speak shine and I read signs |
Appreciate your opinion but this dream’s mine |
It’s all love, we’re cool |
But you don’t tell a cowboy what to do |
I was the ugly kid that didn’t listen |
Little big man full of ambition |
Based on imagination, just like you |
Daydreaming, thinking bout the things I might do |
I used to paint, draw and illustrate |
Mom would facilitate and it would feel okay |
Seems like yesterday still plays a part |
When I grow up, I wanted a job making art |
Picture that, how many years old? |
Young enough to mix up love with career goals |
But I was just this tall when they told me |
That the world was mine, but the papers weren’t signed |
There’s no deed, so proceed to go seed |
Up the whole piece like it owes me groceries |
Don’t breathe until you formally know me |
Won’t leave? |
Better call authorities |
It’s all love, we’re cool |
But you don’t tell an astronaut what to do |
The turntables stole my heart |
Burnt the paintbrush, broke it apart |
I miss it, I might revisit |
But I wasn’t that good, I admit it, maybe you can’t tell |
But as a kid, I wanted to be Melle Mel |
And later as a teenager I wanted to be LL |
Then I discovered weed and I wanted to be Del |
But thank God eventually I found myself |
It’s funny when I bump into fools |
I used to go to school with, and they ask what I’m doing |
Half of the time I want to crack a lie |
But fuck it, I’m still a wannabe rapper guy |
Hahaha, yeah I guess that it seems that way |
I get to see the world, and it’s decent pay |
As long as somebody want to see us play |
I wake up every morning and I seize the day |
It’s all love, we’re cool |
But you don’t tell the president what to do |
It’s like that y’all, it’s like this y’all |
I don’t get to call in sick y’all |