Atmosphere - Guns and Cigarettes lyrics

(What's your name fool?)

Rappers stepping to me, they wanna get some
But most of them should go and
Try to boost their monthly income
Speaking over beats is the only
Time I feel complete
I don't hear the weak and
I don't fear defeat so what you got?
Connect the dots, I'll raise the pot
Remove the blood clot from the
Brain of hip hop
The name remains in tip-top shape
I'm still the wack rapper scapegoat
In the aim of their hate
I came in late, took a chair in the rear
But my classmates were unaware how
Long I'd really been there
My peers have been held back for years
Holding back the tears
Everybody knows our name like we
Was the cast from "Cheers"
So here's to the good times
Tonight is mighty special
So fasten your seatbelts
Cause I'm gonna launch this vessel
Ain't gonna land until I'm bigger than Espo
And bigger than ecstasy and
Bigger than techno

I wanna bigger than Jesus
And bigger than wrestling
Bigger than the Beatles and
Bigger than breast implants
I'm gonna be the biggest thing
To hit these little kids
Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes

A few years ago an ex-girl of mine
Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes
So I said this rhyme that I'm about to say
It came from the heart and it went this way:
Go to hell girl, you make me sick!
I hope your new boyfriend gets
Cancer in his dick
What the fuck makes you think I'd
Put your name on my record?
Yeah, now I feel a lot better you know what?
I ain't drank a forty since I
Became old enough to drink
Not caught up in what the
Fuck these people think
Cause when I die they're gonna
Find the missing link
But tonight I'm gonna vomit
In the kitchen sink
I'm suprised more of y'all don't
Get hit by cars missing your surroundings
Staring at the stars
I'm lonely without a woman
That wants to spar
That's why I spent so much
Time in these bars
Drunk poolside, screaming, "Do or die!"
Looking at the water asking, "Who am I?"
Saw my reflection, Yes! I'm super fly!
And as you can guess again
I'm too damn high

(What'd they say to you?)

But they said, "Drop dead"
I can't, I got a lot left
More than just another arrogant
Asshole pot head in the top ten
Who you love to hear on tracks
Smiling for the camera while I
Surf upon your ear wax
This beers flat and she
Kisses like a stripper
I'm coming to terms with my
Status as a drifter
Girl, I'm only in this town for one night
And these neon lights are keeping
Me distracted from my plight
I feel like a legend on a leash
Making an effort to break every
Piece that I can reach
Yeah, I got something to say
And even more to teach
But first let me scrape these
Feces from my cleats
Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon
The only time I tell the truth is
When I'm naked in my bedroom
Soon I'm gonna reap the
Harvest of my struggles
But from now on, y'all can call me Sluggo

Bigger than Jesus bigger than wrestling
Bigger than the Beatles
Bigger than breast implants
Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes