Atmosphere - Watch Out lyrics

[Atmosphere - Watch Out lyrics]

One little, two little
Three little indie rap
Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all
It goes watch out!

Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack Tripper and
Those Wellstone bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never had dreadlocks
Instead I got an army full
Of women screaming Headshots!
I guess that explains it, don't it
She started to make a mark but it came apart
That's what you get for tryin' to make
Your little sister eat the kitty litter
Let's watch a rapper get bitter
Like the city winter
What the fuck you thinkin'?
You frustrated or something? Did you
Have a bad week?
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shitting on me is so 2002 (Bitch)
Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off
Whoever put your record out
Must have needed write-offs
Who they play when the game's
In a tight spot? Slug, you can find me in
The A's of your iPod

Watch out! When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or
Make the walls all fall down watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't
Know what you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you
Climb up out the underground watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put
It down for my home town

Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause
The bass sounds ridiculous
And nowadays, every body's biting 2Pac
So fuck it
I'ma stand over here and do the moonwalk
Besides police, I've got no beef
Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth
A cargo van and some Ant beats
Enough boom bap to slap you to last week
Caught between the vice and the advice
Drunk, walking out in traffic
Just to fly kites
Time out, the free-style rhyme out
My last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics
And when the smoke clears
You won't be able to suck dick
Like you did as a teenage slut trick
And with a mat on his grill
He asks "Who the fuck are you?"
Don't worry man, someday I'ma be nobody too

Watch out! When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or
Make the walls all fall down watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't
Know what you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you
Climb up out the underground watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put
It down for my home town

Look, I understand your hate
When I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J
Then he started making records for
The girls and shit
So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it away
I stole moves from KRS-One
A little Big Daddy Kane and some DJ Run
And then we took our life and made it a song
And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on
It's the B-IG D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N
He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump
Guess he waitin'? For what? I don't know
But who wanna come with me?
I got at least one more tour in me
So criticize me, or idolize me
Study from a distance or
Stand right beside me
It don't matter, just act like I know
And watch your back on the beat
Or get sacked at the free throw

Watch out! When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or
Make the walls all fall down watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't
Know what you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you
Climb up out the underground watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put
It down for my home town

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