Atmosphere - Less One lyrics
[Atmosphere - Less One lyrics]
Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my right's my left
Less one, just might lose breath
A routine stop, that's what he called it
Registration, glovebox, license, wallet
There's blood on the drivers face and neck
So his police senses suspects
It's a domestic
The girl looked like she took one to the eye
With his hand on the gun he
Says 'drop the keys outside'
Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why?'
Now the gun's coming out the holster
That's his reply
Passenger seat starts to scream
Like she ain't ever seen the same
Thing on the TV screen
'Mam - shut your motherfucking mouth
And sir - may I suggest that
You unbuckle and get out'
Door opens, left leg touched down
Within a split second upper torso
Was on the ground like god damn
You could've snapped his spine
Pigs knee to the back, hog-tied by the swine
Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears
And the driver's on the
Concrete yelling and swearing
Officer got a little bit lost in the zone
It all took him back to childhood
Home sweet home
Doesn't understand the reasoning
For being lenient
And won't give you the chance
For anything but obediance
He got that from his drunk old man
Heavy-fisted bag of piss used
To throw those hands
That's why he never goes easy on kids
He's got his own kids now
He knows exactly how it is
Now last week he caught his son smoking speed
So if you meet you might
Catch a couple broken teeth
Sometimes it can get so intense
Profiling the type that likes to put
Dick up in his princess
It used to be hippy's
Then it was black dudes
Now she only fools around with loosers
With tattoos
Well fuck em all, get on the ground dirt ball
And sing hymns for the sins
That protect and serve ya'll
Peace disturbed, eat that curb
Or you're looking down the barrel
Of steel made of nerves
Puts his life into his work
And work back into life
So wife thinks he's a jerk
Ain't no tellin what them boots might do
If she leaves him for someone
That looks like you
Read me, my right's my left
Less one, just might lose breath
A routine stop, that's what he called it
Registration, glovebox, license, wallet
There's blood on the drivers face and neck
So his police senses suspects
It's a domestic
The girl looked like she took one to the eye
With his hand on the gun he
Says 'drop the keys outside'
Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why?'
Now the gun's coming out the holster
That's his reply
Passenger seat starts to scream
Like she ain't ever seen the same
Thing on the TV screen
'Mam - shut your motherfucking mouth
And sir - may I suggest that
You unbuckle and get out'
Door opens, left leg touched down
Within a split second upper torso
Was on the ground like god damn
You could've snapped his spine
Pigs knee to the back, hog-tied by the swine
Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears
And the driver's on the
Concrete yelling and swearing
Officer got a little bit lost in the zone
It all took him back to childhood
Home sweet home
Doesn't understand the reasoning
For being lenient
And won't give you the chance
For anything but obediance
He got that from his drunk old man
Heavy-fisted bag of piss used
To throw those hands
That's why he never goes easy on kids
He's got his own kids now
He knows exactly how it is
Now last week he caught his son smoking speed
So if you meet you might
Catch a couple broken teeth
Sometimes it can get so intense
Profiling the type that likes to put
Dick up in his princess
It used to be hippy's
Then it was black dudes
Now she only fools around with loosers
With tattoos
Well fuck em all, get on the ground dirt ball
And sing hymns for the sins
That protect and serve ya'll
Peace disturbed, eat that curb
Or you're looking down the barrel
Of steel made of nerves
Puts his life into his work
And work back into life
So wife thinks he's a jerk
Ain't no tellin what them boots might do
If she leaves him for someone
That looks like you