Atmosphere - Higher Living lyrics

Follow me, everybody spread around
I want you all to hear this
Join me, sit down, sit down
I wanna tell you 'bout something
I got a story or something listen

I knew this girl named Roulette lette lette
The coolest woman I ever met, met, met
I never tried to hook it up, up
But, I used to fantasize about the guts
Fuck, bust nuts, rush
Grab the gold and carry it in your mouth
But, I'm a try to hold the
Microphone and turn the party out
And if it's the type of crowd
That doesn't like to shout, fuck it
I'll give 'em something to chew on
Something to talk about
Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a sawed-off
Don't never wanna blow up
Cause I never wanna fall off
Adjacent to that vacant lot
Next to the weed spot sit's a headshop
Beneath a tree watching peace talks
So let me catch a round of applause
So maybe I can persuade some
Lady out of her bra (come on baby)
Ladies and gentlemen
We now ask that you give a
Warm Minnesota nice welcome to MC
I've gotta be your man on the mic, you know
Ladies and gentlemen, give it up
Put your hands together, put your hands

Cause if we can't do it together
We'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it
How it was at the start but that's a given
Now within the distance of your
Vision measure the persistence
How are you living?

I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack
While I'm laying down my mack
(I'm trying to tell you homeboy)
I'll get sick on a trick
Talking shit firm grip on my dick
(Ayo bitch I got what you need bitch, yo, yo)
I make moves and get loose
Wearing a camouflage goose
(And that's juice, like what, what, what
What) yes, yes, I never stress
Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks
Wearing a vest cause well, you know
It's that Rhymesayer with a
Razor, truck jewelry, chuck Taylors
(Yo man, pass that blunt kid, yo kid, kid)
Tall sharp and handgun
Paid a ransom for these pants dun
So step off kid you're playing me too close

If we can't do it together we'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it
How it was at the start but that's a given
Now within the distance of your
Vision measure your persistence
How are you living?

Killed all the thoughts about
Killing all the cops
No longer get as pissed off when I
Have to jerk my dick off
I just want a mic and a crowd
And if that's asking for too much
Fine, lemme just have that mic
And I'll be alright (I'll be alright)
Stuck, between a rock and the sky
With an option to buy and I got lost in a lie
Tossed them fakes out the door
I ain't your whore
I make music, can you feel it?
Cool, then I'm a make some more
Yes, yes ya'll you are now rocking with
The best of the mess hall
En route to the basement
While Ant drives the vessel
All apologies to those insulted
By the repulsive vultures that fly loose
When I'm seduced by the impulses
(By the impulses)
Defense mech in effect, protect the rep
From all forms of public infliction
But listen I love the ripping
So fuck the friction it takes
Focus off what's the mission
(Yo tell 'em what's the mission)
To be the man on the mic
To be the man on your mind
To be the man that made you push rewind
To be that mother fucker over
There on that mic you know what that means?
That means I can show you what
I need you to see, see, see
(See here, what you need to do is follow
Follow us baby
Before you can what you need to
Do is see, see, see, see, see)

If we can't do it together we'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it
How it was at the start but that's a given
Now within the distance of your
Vision measure your persistence
How are you living? Measure your persistence
How are you living? Measure your persistence
Higher living