Atmosphere - I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give lyrics

Tomorrow's forecast: flurries motherfucker

Snowman in full effect so play
The odd side 'til April
The tapes will grow so we
Can by posters and staples
I bet that kid Slug will bust
Flows if you ask nice it's Friday night
Point me to the party wanna grab mics

Used to get queezy when it was
Time to rock that bb
But nowadays I'm just tryin to get
Musab away from the TV
Cause I can't fuck with the Zenith
I'd rather criticize Tuesdays releases
With the elitists at the Fetus

Yet another factory film is what we present
Surrounding, ditch weed in a
Ballpoint no grievance
Let's all point our fingers towards
The path we venture
Minneapolis native taken the wrath
Of winter bad contender

Let me catch a lukewarm triple
Mocha to reach the speed
Of the graph writer that's
Crashed on my sofa
And in the green room is MC's and
In the kitchen is dirty dishes
And my postion blurry vision

And I'm livin in a section
Where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powder sniffin kids
Is posin talkin shit
Since the first time I met you
Backstage in the main room
I knew that I did not want
To occupy the same room

I drive for a living but I
Take the bus to work
Auditioned for the roll of Jesus
Got the part of jerk
Armed with a Walkman and a fake grin
In a basement mind state when I
Simply took a left at Nicollet

Sucking on a cigarette did some
Binge hit's before I left
And now the nicotine is liftin it
Choke at the last drag and
Flick remains at the gutter
Flip up the hood just to
Keep the brains covered

I'm trying to grow a mountain
Out of a foothill
I see people rockin my t-shirt and
I'm still shopping at Goodwill
In a struggle in a war
Zone grew some extra personality
Now I won't have to flee or fight alone

The microphone that's my weapon and I'm
On a quest for heaven
Or rent me some comprehension
As busy as fuck just gimme a three hour lead
So I can reflect maybe rent a
Flick and relearn how to breath

And we turned out the sleeves and
Found a bunch of tricks
And used a cleaver to relieve
All these unnecessary limbs
Misplaced the gems and jewels I
Meant to give you
To lift you and lost my mind inside the issue

And I'm livin in a section
Where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powder sniffin kids
Is posin talkin shit
Since the first time I met you
Backstage in the game room
I knew that I did not want
To occupy the same room

I drive for a living but I
Take the bus to work
Auditioned for the roll of Jesus
Got the part of jerk
Armed with a Walkman and a fake grin
In a basement mind-state when I think

Now I've got spies positioned at
Various Cheapos around the city
Lots of people that's down with me cause
The evils out to get me
Its easy to decipher who can taste me
A lot of locals used to hate me
But now I think the tolerate me

You could only hear what I feel
When my eyes are shut
Mistakes are piling up excuses they lining up
I'm trying to fuck reality but I'm
Impotent can't get it up
Cause shes a duck and her
Personality sucks just my luck

I caught the wrong bus I guess
I'll get off at the crossroads
And take a long lunch
Next month when I got my head
Right I'ma grab a lead pipe
And beat some life into this dead mic

So let the tape roll and
Extract all the juices
Read the hate mail in the bathroom
And place wagers on the losers
In the beginning you can't help
But wanna be innovative
But eventually the opposition
Leaves you jaded

Like hell no I don't wanna be a baller
I'm six foot three their ain't no need
For me to be any taller
I just wish those cats over
There at Fobia would
Hit me off with some free gear or somethin

Cause I'm livin in a section
Where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powder sniffin kids
Is posin talkin shit
Since the first time I met you
Backstage in the game room
I knew that I did not want
To occupy the same room

I drive for a living but I
Take the bus to work
Auditioned for the roll of Jesus
Got the part of jerk
Armed with a Walkman and a fake grin
In a basement mind-state when I
Think of how simple it could all be

Oh yeah, Joe said that uh i could come in
And just pick some shit out
That's cool? All right