Atmosphere - Dubs lyrics

Beyond and Slug got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up the dub
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want)
It's the barge baby
(yo, yo, you can touch it if you want)

Yo, check it out after I lacerate
What you think you coming back to take?
You aggravate tryna bite me
But I don't feel it
My philosophy is to keep all
The lock and keys
Everything I got, conceal it
So they don't steal it
I'm stuck in poverty
But I keeps my head banging
So my kind of life keeps
Me aware of the trifling
(Bitch, you bitch) Is that the only
Thing you pay attention to?
And if it wasn't then I
Probably wouldn't mention you
It's like that, listen
(money) now to flock in but I told you
(use your brains) my SoundScan's dropping
There's only two options, huh
Die while grovelling
Or be a man and stand to
These bitches and coward men
Now and then it's gonna happen
You can believe me
So retreat before the barge
Comes to street sweep
Slug and Beyond, thus dawn of the end
Snatch your family
Your friends before the monsters descend
We've been planning to take the world
For a long time now
(It's time now) so all opposition lie down
I'm dying to plague the world
And every city and angel
Let's cum in this pretty girl's face
And then jet

First to beat the uncertainty
Working the verses free for the
Purpose provided by props
Personally, I never gave a fuck
For the mucky murky mass
That you're walking through
(to get some pudding)
Been standing here for eternity, for
A damn long time, forever
Somehow my patience grew muscular
Must be a side effect to the mental exorcism
Maintain, warm up this torn up brain
Strain, struggle painkilling guzzle
End in poison
Just to push the progress of the puzzle
And I'm looking for a quarter-piece
Got the corner pieces perfect
Forcing me to see there's more
Than meets the surface
Mercy me, check the level of the mercury
Must begot the fever man
My helmet really hurting me
Circuitry twisted by a bitch named greed
Now all proceeds is going
To smoking more weed
Please, you need to force feed your head
And set your sights straight ahead
And hit warp speed instead
Of the foreseeable hate that you've
Got aimed at my crew
Pull your notebook out and
Get your shit together, boo

Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want to)
Yo, Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby
(yo, you can touch it if you want to)

What you thinking? Wait a minute y'all
Don't answer me cause by chance you'll be
The same as the other ones
I'd love to come out and play with you
Waste a day with you
But something's fucking up my life
I gotta say it's you in a day or two
Hopefully I'll be away from you
You're too dumb to see the roadway
That I've been taking you
Blow away the ashes, throw away the trash kid
Everlasting to be the ones forever blasting
(Yo, yo
We crashing that party on the north side)
(Tryna have that shit the dame day as ours?)
Look at how they played their cards
Quarterly, all you little bitches
Better report to me this is our city
I ain't playing or you'll see

(Take off your bra) Or you'll see
(Okay now bend over) Or you'll see

Beyond and Slug got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby
(yo, you can touch it if you want to)
Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby
(you can touch it if you want to)
It's the barge baby
(yo, you can touch it if you want to)
Beyond and Slug's got the shit you love
So go to your tape store and pick up a dub
It's the barge baby
(yo, you can touch it if you want to)

They be asking
(yo, you can touch it if you want to)
They be asking
(you can touch it if you want to)
They be asking
(you can touch it if you want to)
(Yo, you can touch it if you want to)
(Yo, you can put your hand down my pants)
(Rhymesayers, big dicks, big dicks)
(We got room for all y'all to fit)