《1597》歌词

[00:00:01] Artist：atmosphere

[00:00:01] Songs Title：1597

[00:00:10] Hence forth step within my psychoanalysis

[00:00:13] Callouses upon my mind make me strain for my lines

[00:00:16] Out I ripped it squeezed the brain it made some liquid

[00:00:19] Drained it in a cup and then I sipped it

[00:00:21] Atmosphere The mic let me clutch it

[00:00:23] Thoughts take flight so fit the Slug in your pipe and take a puff kid

[00:00:27] F**k it I heat it like a tea pot - steam hot

[00:00:30] Upon the roof shoot a marble with the verbal slingshot

[00:00:32] Take aim here I came I'm the same

[00:00:35] Back in '86 I'da tag my name upon your window pane

[00:00:39] Stained the mind: a deep shade of residue

[00:00:41] Voices within the head make choices multiple

[00:00:44] Multiply Spawn Slug a little buzz

[00:00:47] And Atmosphere the scuds 'cause here come the judge

[00:00:50] Blasted; so pass the kid a mic so we can paint this

[00:00:53] Image of the gifted-anxious to flip the language

[00:00:56] It's the noun meltdown from the outer-shell

[00:00:59] Now smell the burning flesh fresh from the hell-bound

[00:01:02] And come on down here this mind path I'm half-

[00:01:05] Mathematic Atmospheric staff with the rhyme craft

[00:01:08] Comin to capture your after-laughter

[00:01:09] While I'm hangin from this rafter I have to rip this rapture

[00:01:13] 'Cause the cramps in my stomach dismantle

[00:01:15] When I tamper with your amplifier damn you die

[00:01:18] Why try

[00:01:20] The sky presents an eternally unfolding spectacle:

[00:01:22] One moment puffs of cumulous clouds scatter across it

[00:01:27] And next a billowing thunderhead

[00:01:28] Perhaps 10 miles high looms over the horizon

[00:01:31] Probing the structure of the sky

[00:01:34] Why try

[00:01:42] Cause I can read an emcee from front to back

[00:01:44] From the cover to the classified - I've pacified

[00:01:46] My mind with my rhyme skills - I climb hills

[00:01:49] And leap foolish twitch with a single bound

[00:01:50] Sending tingles down your spine designed to swing a pound

[00:01:53] This ax-handle triple-inch-spike protruding

[00:01:55] From the tip of my mic distrubuting f**kin headshots

[00:02:00] Shots to your head now you're knee-deep you need sleep

[00:02:03] As you trutch thru the sludge and the slugs and the bird sh*t

[00:02:06] We swarm with the bees and diseases

[00:02:08] And even if your dj was Jesus you could never f**k with these kids

[00:02:12] I've swarmed with the bees and diseases

[00:02:14] And even if your dj was Jesus you could never f**k with these kids

[00:02:18] Yea muthaf**ka you know who you f**kin with

[00:02:21] You know what kind of a** whooping comes with this

[00:02:23] Your whole crew could get some of this

[00:02:24] Your wack a** f**k kids is what the subject is

[00:02:27] Roughnecks live for only a second

[00:02:28] Then they give

[00:02:29] Oblivion's what you've stepped in

[00:02:31] Your reps tooken should have been lookin

[00:02:33] I'm sick of you b**ch-a** crews when:

[00:02:36] You tried take what's not your but 'cha couldn't

[00:02:38] Take mine your fake rhymes - spit them you shouldn't

[00:02:41] What will it be now another victory

[00:02:44] Yo who will it be now it's Spawn that emcee

[00:02:47] Complete a true champ - stamp that on my essence

[00:02:50] Amped shootin presence fattenin each f**kin sentence

[00:02:53] When it's time then it's time to go

[00:02:55] That's what I know be rippin mics at every show we flow

[00:02:58] But who's got my back though

[00:02:59] Stress Beyond ANT the Slug

[00:03:00] So you best be on your way before there's trouble