Atmosphere - History Lyrics
`~*SEVEN TRAVELS*~`"Trying To Find A Balance"[Slug]They love the taste of bloodNow I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean itMaybe they're as evil as they seemOr maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic"Atmosphere finally made a good record."Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincingThe last time I felt a sinking contradictive as thisWas the last time we played a show in Cinnci'"Get real." they tell meIf only they knew how real this life really getsThey would stop acting like a silly *****They would respect the ***** whether or not they believed in itDoesn't take much and that's messed upBecause these people do a lot of simple shit to impress usWhile everyone was trying to out-do the last manI was just a ghost trying to catch someone's[summers?] Pac-manHello ma'am, would you be into restin'In some sexual positions and emotional investmentsSee, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rationalWhen I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"East coast, West coast, down South, MidwestNowadays everybody knows how to get freshSomebody give me a big yes (YES!)God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)Now I'm too *****ed up to danceSo I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pantsYou can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chanceSo go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)[Chorus x2]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jesterTreat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leperYou see me move back and forth between bothI'm trying to find a balanceI'm trying to build a balance[Slug]So now I keep a close eye on my petsBecause they make most of they moves off of instinct and senseIt's eat, sleep, ***** in self defenseSo straight you can set your clocks and place betsWait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, deadHustle, maybe a couple will love what you saidEmcees drag their feet across a big ***** landWith an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of handsYeah I got some last words, ***** ALL OF YA'LL!Stop writin' raps and go play volleyballGotta journey the world in a hurryCause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the juryGuilty of droppin' these bombs in the cityBut I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'emGuilty of settin' my fire in all fiftyBut I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium[Chorus x2]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jesterTreat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leperYou see me move back and forth between bothI'm trying to find a balanceI'm trying to build a balanceI gotta find my balanceI gotta find my balance[Slug]Now all my friends are famousIt's either one thing or anotherThey all don't know what my name isProbably know both of my brothersThe one is a hard workin' saviorThe other's a hard workin' soldierI'm just your next door neighborWorkin' hard at tryin' to stay soberYou wait for the car at the cornerPretend like you know what the pot isWon't quit till I hit CaliforniaAnd make you my Golden State goddess"Bird Sings Why The Caged I Know"It's the bird, it must have been the birdDisgusting critter, it mustWe should have known better then to trustThis disease infested ball of lust and carnagePiece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to singGet the bird, catch her shoot her, I dont careGet the bird, bring her down to the ground from out the airGotta tear her apart, let me at her firstSink her to the level of the rest of us that inherit the earthWhat's she thinking? does she really believeThat shes above the creatures that work the dirt and the streetsSee her up in the tree, looking down at you and meLike she's chosen over those who walk around on two feetThe bird, the melodys she playThe music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreakTrying to remind us, its time to awakeAntaganizing and instigating my hateThe chirps, I turn them into screamsMy feathered friends end will justity the meansDisturbed, I'll grab her by her beakAnd swing her in circles untill she's too dizzy to speakWell I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nestBreak her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleasShe thinks she's better then me just because she's free?I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nestBreak her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleasShe thinks she's better then me just because she's free?My beautiful bird has gone away [x12]"Reflections"[Chorus: repeat 2X]Look at your faceWhen all I could see was myself looking back at meReflectionAnd all I could do was think about sleeping next to you[Slug]What would it take to make a women like youYou a wolf like me for what I really might beListening to the lyrics only heres what I allowYou gotta try and make me testify for here and right nowLets have a confrontation over a cold oneI'll give you conversation just to see if you can hold emI play so dumbBecause I know some of these star struck small talk art *****s is no funI'm the blood type that goes straight for the gunsLike before you even spoke already knew what your loves likeSo what you thinking?Because I'm thinking we should jump into your oceanLet's go girl this ship is sinking[Chorus: repeat 2X]Look at your faceWhen all I could see was myself looking back at meReflectionAnd all I could do was think about sleeping next to you[Slug]Now there's no reason to lie, I've had a lot of loversIn my reality its impossible to avoid itBut theres one reason for life gotta provide some supperGonna build a family just to watch some one destroy itDo you really think you really wana get to know me betterDon't you see the dramaDon't you feel the pressureDon't get me wrong it would be my pleasureTo sing a song that could remove your shoes and your sweaterBartender let me get a shot of beanCause this girl over here is trying to get me out my jeansAnd she doesn't seem to believe i'm just another thiefCame to take a piece and make you stutter when you breathNow girl you to smart to be a tour markSet to play correct from the start with your pure heartAnd when your all alone ill sing into your phoneIf you don't know the words you can make up your ownThe first time she met the devil was at first avenueWent back stage with him into the dressing roomSexy ego tripTaller than expectedAbout six foot threeSeemed to thrive on his miseryCritical observant big wordsSweaty hair sunken eyes and thick nervesShe said ill make em smile for the simple fact that he needs itI'll make him smile just so I can kill it an eat itYou look like you were built for meYou talk like you want to steal my drinkYou kiss like you already cameAnd that's a lift to pull a line for those with out any gameIt's like damn babyYou know you can't save meBut you should still tell your people that your leaving with the bandMaybe you can show me your hustleNeither one of us would be so lonelyIf only you would come over here and hold meI caught you trying to hide your smile behind your glassBut all of your secrets become a swing set when you laughAnd all of your regrets that you're carrying a buryingDon't mean a damn thing if there's nobody to share them withWe've been following each other all night nowWe ought to be all over each other like right nowI don't like crowds lets take flight nowCause that face that you makeReminds me of my life now[Chorus: repeat 6X]Look at your faceWhen all I could see was myself looking back at meReflectionAnd all I could do was think about sleeping next to you"Only trying to find myself inside of you""Gotta Lotta Walls"Dialed up his homie Murs on the telephoneGotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrongBrain freezing up, he don't know what to doBut the people that know him know that it ain't nothing newCatch five rings, then an answering machineHang up on the beep, stare up towards the ceilingStood up to remember that he slept fully-dressedSo he grabbed his keys and put a hat on his rat's nestStepped up to that big outsideSomebody once said "Today's a good day to die."But he never really was a big fan of their workSo he starts up the walk by kicking sand in the dirtA friend to the strangers, a stranger to friendsHe'll take a coffee and a pack of cigarettes when you have a minuteHandle it. Paid up. The change, you can keep itHe's a sucker for the morning smile and summer cleavageIf you knew him better he'd ask for some timeCuz he's looking for a reservoire to empty his mindAnd there's only so much he can put in a songGotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong[Hook 2X]And this house has gotta lotta wallsBut only very few mean anything to youAnd this house has gotta lotta wallsBut only very few mean anything to youNo shop value to titillateFar from shallow, so get it straightBlacktop, sidewalk,and the streetCuz life is priceless and talk is cheapAnd as he sits (as he sits) in his four-cornered roomFollowing a tune, born to consumeCarefully learning and analyzing the lyrics you useFinally realizing that humility is a bruiseScared love don't make noneIf these walls could speak, they would peep about the fake onesWatching this man, falling off of his plan-Underachievin' just so he can understand. (Crazy reverse speech.)[Hook]So, who did your tattoos?That's niceAnd who built your tabboos?That's lifeIf he had a glass pipe, he would smash it and use it to slash his wristsBut someone already beat him to itHe would fingerpaint you a picture with his bloodA self-portrait, dramatic and morbidBut the odds of you finding any appreciation are too slim-Keeps his outlook grimTap his foot to the rhythm of original sinThrow his balls to the wind trying to know down these pinsHe'll keep swinging from the hair above his chinTill he finds his soul in the fifty cent binThe price of the payphone escalatesFake smile when he takes home one of his datesHe could write another hate-poem for you to breakOr maybe stay calm and wait for that big earthquakeStill surrounded by the fire and the waterStill trying to honor this empire's daughterStill answering questions you're afraid to askStill believing that God's gonna save his ass[Hook]If you knew him better he'd ask for some timeCuz he's looking for a reservoire to empty his mindAnd there's only so much he can put in a songGotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong"The Keys To Life Vs. 15 Minutes Of Fame"[Pilot over PA]"Folks I know you're all dying to know how long--I cannot answer that now. We're gonna have to remain as technicians come overand take a look at it and uh once that's done, then we'll give you an estimateI'd say it's probably at least uh 15 minutes or so."[Verse 1]It's like all of Franklin Avenue now sleeps upon my chest--my chestI've used cigarette butts and loose leaves to build my nest--build my nestDid I mention I appreciate the way you treat your guests?--guess notBut I'm not really convinced when you say that you're impressed--hell noThe line between MC and comedian gets a little thinner--little thinnerNow it's nothing but ruffage for lunch and punchlines for dinner--feed meI've tried to open the blinds to let in some sunshineWound the watch 'til it broke all in hopes of stopping the time[Chorus]The key broke off in the ignition humping if I wandered off through my thoughts wishingHoping this could be for you but it is for me patiently I stay busy, I wait, I see [X2]It's the sure shot [X6][Verse 2]See it's simple--simple, it's not that I want to make it ripple--rippleBut I feel I'm only being civil--civilWhen I sit back and giggle like the rest it's the ritalin-a-fest!I'm stressed--stressed, but most of 'em would never guess--never guessThat I'm closing in upon the dredgeWhy? Cause I think it'd be best for the who? To hide the mess from who?It's all true--it's all true not good but I know it'll do--it'll doStill trying to reach the kid in youSo I may continue to find why this childproof's so wildI smile--smile, tired, I walked a thousand miles--mileswired over the thoughts I've dialed--dialedInspired by the monsters, the files of life full of stars and stripes[Chorus][Chorus End]If you wanna sleep with me and talk about existanceWe'll need more than 15 minutesI'll tell you what let's forget about the famePush pause on the game and get to know each other by our real namesIf you wanna sleep with me and talk about existanceWe'll need more than 15 minutesI'll tell you what let's forget about the famePush pause on the game and get to know each other by our first namesIf you wanna sit with me and talk about existanceWe'll need more than 15 minutesI'll tell you what let's forget about the famePush pause on the game...What the *****'s your name?"Los Angeles"[Flight Announcement]"Flight 101, Super Jet service for Pittsburgh and Los Angeleswill depart from Gate 12. Passengers may proceed into thegate area for checking..." [faded out echoing][Slug](Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and botheredHelicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccerA whole lot of love from the target's hideGot a soul looking for a magic carpet rideEnvironment, perfect for a hustleMany people are distracted by the puzzleAnd while they're not lookin', the angel got tookenWelcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and bookingDo your best 'cause the lesson is loveIt's enough to keep your head up, another day to get upWake up, and let the sun shine through the smogFree the dialogue 'til everyone believes in GodL.A., to some it's hell, to some it's playPay the cover charge and watch what you sayThe Barbie doll's caught, body parts come offAnd I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walksThey got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautifulAn arm and a leg for a one-story cubicleAnd if the heat don't beat you, the pigs willEveryone's relaxed, but no one can sit stillLos Angeles... I love it, I love it...(Lips Glisten... believe 'em.)"Ooh California highway... California my way.""Lift Her Pull Her"You don't know meYou just left meYou don't know meYou just left meYou don't know meYou just left meYou don't know meYou just left meAnd he was a manOr so he thoughtPaid attention to the lessons that he taughtSecond hand me down blessingShe was short on patienceCarried person hated every day peopleThe plight of the pessimistHabitual living daily schedule consisted of workTelevision and sexual momentsBut some times it gets so hope lessWhen non-sense raises an oct of thought blocksWith a firm grasp on the grudge they both clutched in the name of loveFear of the results had push ever came to shoveSeduced for funProduce a a lot of fightTwo youths on the runLearning some truth about lifeAnd when he stares at the stars he reflects on the moonThe time the talks they share walking around calhoonAnd when she watches the look on his face as he sleepsShe recalls every inch as to how it got this deepNow how am I to know you like the way I laughI can't read the map, no ones ever seen the path?The one you take a bath with is the same on the freeze your pathOh you going out? what time you goin be back?Cause they were two perfect kidsIn a two perfect worldsToday the part of man and women will be played by boy and girlLets all take seatsPlease quiet during the performanceLift her pull her from the orchidsTrying to read the script but keep getting trapped in the marginsLift them pull them from the gardensYour horoscope says we should share an apartmentLift them pull them apart from their gardensNow she was smartShe grew up with this complexThat the people that surrounded her seemed to expect the worldAnd he was tall over six no attempt to predict the fallThough he'd seen it allUntil his all became that girlShe said she loves the drugsBut when she comes downShe speaks about finishingShe's convinced its the last visitHe doesn't know the difference between come and goJust give him one to grow and watch him collapse inside of a half pivotShe died her hair blackMaybe now she can relaxMaybe now the regulars will stare half as hardHe wears a old face and beer gutExistence validation printed on the monthly statementsThat comes from master cardHe thinks she sleeps to muchShe thinks he spends to muchHe thinks her friends are jokesShe thinks he's out of touchHe thinks she drinks to muchShe think he thinks to muchIts all another phase turning the page in the book of growing upShe's has seen a lot of sexHe tried to hide his resentmentBut their wasn't nothing thing left for them to label newBut sometimes the obvious ain't simple to seeCause even the time that they killedWasn't something that she wasnt accustomed tooShe never comprehended what to make of itHe was never quite prepared to study the reachingTogether they shared the sacred practices of breathingThe weather was fair how ever the hovering clouds weren't leavingDiscover the little drama demons that hide deep inside the frame workAnd live in That congested brainThey had old lovers on the side old flamesThat some how managed to spark regardless of the pouring rainsAnd each time they mixed up the ingredientsThey'd recheck the recipe to see maybe they written it incorrectlyCollect me consume me release me snuggleTwo geniuses putting together the pieces to a blank puzzleEvery time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my worldEvery time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my worldEvery time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my worldAnd every time I chase a squirrel it rips apart my world"Shoes"[Slug]Would you prefer if I remove... MY... UHH?Nah they.. they clean..I mean.. what?You wanna look at the bottom of...?My shoes are clean girl, how about yours?Here we are sitting on your living room floorListening to some records from your collectionBoredom; in between a coma and an erectionStaring at the skin on your shoulder bladesAnd you don't take your eyes off my poker faceI'm wasted, and your as sober as JehovahKnocking door to door, trying to walk to roadThat the Mormon's pavedIf she was here on your sofa with a beer on a coasterShe'd of told 'ya that my game was way over playedMake no mistakeI love the way you taste like yogurt and some clover cigarettesGirl show me leg!So I'ma gonna trade these shoes for rollerskatesAnd I'ma stay happy just as long as there is a whore to payBut some of us already spent the rentSo we can't be content until there isn't no more today[Chorus: repeat 2X]Those are your shoesThese are my shoesWe've got issuesMy shoes are muddy girl, how about yours?Here we are loungin' on your bedroom floorI'm really drunk so I'm looking at your carpet likeMan, ***** the permit, I know where I'ma park tonightIt's closing time, the spins are gonna visit meThey're rolling thick like they know they taking victoryBut not tonight, right, I'ma make some historyGet up in your system and direct it like a symphonyLet me get to be the man of your mystery'Cause them meddeling kids don't understand your sensitivityShow some sympathyLet me kiss your feetLet's talk about a pretty bird and a busy beeIf I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, dirty old manStill following my kid beliefsI know it isn't really your responsibilitySo we'll be strait once I take a hit of Listerine[Chorus]I can't find my shoes girl, how about yours?Here I am ***** on your bathroom floorI got faded, and you fell asleepAnd I'm thanking God that this date was hella cheapSitting down, trying to keep the liquor downLight, stars and sounds everything flickers nowSick bound, the whole room twists aroundIn front of the toilet assume the position to drownHere it comes! Whiskey out bounces all over the floorNow I'm sitting in the *****es moundI'm just a clown and I'm sorry I found it funnyWhen you tripped over my shoes and hit the groundDidn't know you would rip your gownDidn't think you would shout and get so loud, get so woundYeah I'm drunk, but I'm more than a little proudI'm leaving, ***** the shoes you keep them, I'm getting out[Chorus]Perfection [repeat 4X]"National Disgrace"[Slug](I pledge allegiance to Budweiser and free drugs)Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill ClintonAnd Motley CrueAnd anyone else who has ever utilized their 15 minutesOf fame to realize their true dreams of being anAbsolute jerk off, just to keep the masses entertainedThis goes out to learning from the mistakes of othersBring it on nowCome onI said come onI said come on[Verse 1]They call me a jerk, once they get to know meBut they don't stop calling, they read me wellIt's no work if I was phony, I'd win a trophyWho needs to make records when there's seeds to sellFreak the bell, and make it all spin crookedGod please help, too much grim to look atGrab the tree by the limb and shook itLike, "Have you seen my self esteem, where the hell'd you put it?"Oh wait, never mind, I found it in a bottleDrunk at the Troubadour talking to a modelWrecked the rental on Santa Monica BoulevardI was headed to the El Rey to slap a security guard[Chorus]Rowdy, stubborn, loud and arrogantAs American as apple pie and embarrassmentPackage the kid's face, put it on displayLook ma!, another national disgraceDumb and ignorant, drunk and belligerentOpen up your heart y'all, come on and let me inPackage the kid's face, put it on displayLook ma!, another national disgrace[Verse 2]The liquor gets hold of the head liver's soulBlurry on Sixth Street and Red River RoadLast thing I remember was the Ogden TheatreBackstage bathroom making out with all three of yaKicked out of Topcats... for where I put the vomit atFinally passed out in a laundry matMalnourished and topless, slurring and obnoxiousLike, "Yo, we got this!"The Zodiac Killers 'bout to rock thisAt the Great American Music Hall, pissin on the box officePick apart the detail, alcohol and femalesAll around the world same songHouseton and Ludlow, Maxfish, VampireYou poor the beer and I'll bring the satireNo prob, I'll play the part of doorknob and make it lookSo good you're gonna wish that it was your job[Chorus][Verse 3]It's all about the hangovers, and late checkoutsMaid banging on the door like, "Wake up! Get Out!"But Come on mami, y'all probably don't want me comin'Out like a Zombie brushing teeth in the lobbyThis is a career, not a hobbyAin't no reason to fear what you wanna seeHey paparazzi, don't you wanna watch me quote theFonzi and then crash his Mazaradi?Sweat pants, t-shirt, mesh hat, blue blockersFeeding checked in to a room full of teenie boppersHowdy neighbor, take a shot for flavorLet's debate whether or not we should punch the waiterI'm just kidding, let's love each otherIt goes lick, swallow, suck, and order anotherDo what you like, don't nobody careIt's a sign of success only in America[Chorus][Chorus End: 4x]I didn't cooome to start no trouble or hurt no oneI'm just heeere to get drunk, party, and have some fun"Good Times (Sick Pimpin')"This next one goes outTo all the depressed women in the houseWhether you're taking the prozac the zanac or the paxilWhatever the hell they put into that capsuleI want y'all to come up to the front of the stageGrab me A shot of something along the wayPut A smile on the front of your head[CHORUS]Got A thing for the women that dont love themselfSo either loosen up your hair or tighten up your beltThis time, this time is A good timeGood timesGot A thing for the women that dont love themselfSo either loosen up your hair or tighten up your beltAnd this town, this town, is A good townA good time. A good timeYou know while she's sitting by the window, she's waiting for her prince to comeAnd here I am on the opposite side of the room trying to pretend that I'm not that dumbIt goes older told and full of cold, but did I mention that it's well deservedNo let's make A mess, no let's make A baby, no let's make some hell on earthDo you mind if I turn out the lights, if I'm going to be alone I'd rather do it in the darkSo I stare at half of A beer half wishing that the transmission would stay in parShe keeps the music down, so her neighbors don't complainKeeps the drama up, so she doesn't forget the painI keep my ? inside the reactionAnd hide my pride inside of my laughterIt goes[CHORUS]And I'll never forget the day you woke upTo find A whole different world underneath your socksForgot to check your pockets before you the checked the costYes man, I saw the sign, no man I couldn't stopDrop off, now look who got water on the lawnWhatever it takes to calm your tongueIf this livingroom fills with anymore fussI'm going to cut my finger, I'm going to paint these wallsIf anybody watched usThey probably called the cops, causeIts obvious that neither one of us can adjustDiscussion becomes disgust? the lady I thought she would save me from the bumrushEnough is enough, but how much is too muchWhy am I still just A sheep to your touchWhy can't I ever fall asleep at duskWhy do I need to see everything crushedIt's A big map girl, it's yours if you askedIf it dont wash up to the shore you wont discover itStand to get hotter then your head with that other shitSwallow it to chase to follow the sufferingBut I'm still smiling, still up to no greatStill trying to relocateSomewhere I'm going to find some work that mattersTil then all you get is my smirk and my laughterIt goes[CHORUS]"In My Continental"[CHORUS]In my ContinentalSplinter off the mentalWhen you want the best showNever accept anything lessElements of purposeTrue love from the first kissSpread it on the surfaceSit back and watch the progress[VERSE 1: Slug]T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, how can I learn patience?Planted in the middle and outside of your nationTake the care to build a familiar foundationSpeak to the youth that keep the truth sacredFree the, free the good inside your heartYour neighborhood, it needs you to travel with your artFrom New York to Cali, some day they'll all knowCincinnati, Milwaukee, ChicagoNow I've come a long way from the younger daysWhen I used to look up curse words in my dictionaryIf life's a game, gotta choose a side to playIf I gotta pick a position I'ma pick missionaryI've had a little bit too much to think tonightBut it's cool, I be alright, just make sure that I keep travellinYour reactions only reinforce the previous thoughtsYou'd feel the distance even if the bridge was collapsinWell, kudos and props and every hollow desireThat you could conjure in an instant that it takes to breatheI got my Duplos and blocks and Lincoln Logs for when it's time to buildI wait patiently for them to catch up to speed(And I'll be)[CHORUS][VERSE 2: Slug]T-t-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, show me what you know nowLoad up your van with musicians and go southVisit Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, TexasPlug in the decks, check the mics, fight the wreckageKeep the, keep the motive in your movementLet em know where you come from and show them how you do itChildren are the focus, give em one to grow withLearn em how to take they minutes, turn em into momentsSee, nowadays cats think they on some nextAnd they sacrifice they voice just to go over headsIf I felt as if I had somethin special to tellWhy would I work against myself and hide it under my belt?I used to try to lace the phrases with magic tricksEvery paragraph needed translation attached to itThey saw the style, respected the craftBut all I did was confuse em, would try to get em to laughPainted pictures in the primer, no one got the pulpFound the humor, the anger and the insultWhy should I waste any oxygenTryin to find the in-between-the-lines that they get lost within?I'm out there for the craft, for the causeThe laughter, the applause, the passion for the flawsThe fact that I'ma draw some heads to what I'm feelinLift em all up until they try to touch the ceilingCome on and reach the, reach the masses won by singularThey hold you and they smile when they feel what you can bring to theCulture and sow it, cultivate the flow withBreath control and he kept it whole, be-Cause piece by piece the picture turns to puzzleIf you lose a few those that remain change into rubbleFreedom is a word not heard from those that own itCan't fix the machine if you don't have the components(And I'll be)[CHORUS]Cause we're not from this planetWe come from somewhere elseAnd you can't understand itCause you don't know yourselfBut when the time is rightOur path will be unveiledTill then you seek your lightWhile I sit and bite my nails"Always Coming Back Home To You"To all my killers and my hundred dollar billersTo emo kids that got too many feelingsHe held the register open while he counted her changeI was next in line which meant I was invisibleFrom where I stood I could see that the till was fullHe didn't look the type to play superheroSo I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettesCrept out the stores front door to chase a little breathFangles in my head, shake the song offAnother manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walkA car pulled up, a fixed up cutlassA woman and a child climbed out and left it runningThey went inside of the deli, placed an orderWith the extra dollar fifty bottled water cuz the daughters pickyWhen they came out mommy gave me a glanceThat said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chanceAlready knew the deal, I lit one up and walkSo they got back in the oldsmobile, belted up, and took offThug love on the corner by the walgreensLookin at me like I'm just another square saltineAs I get closer I notice that they showin each other sketchesOut of their notebooks, reminded me of my old rootsI walk pass with a nod and a reminisceSwear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesisRespect the life and the fashions of the childrenIt's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been buildinAll of a sudden I'm in front of some manNo he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his handHe looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraidImmediately apprehensive til I heard him say"Do you want this It's not mine I promiseI found it on my block in between a couple garagesDidn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble overI don't even know how to hold it."It was a thirty eight, the poor mans macheteHeld it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected,Wedged it behind my belt buckleKnowin that its evil, even thought that I could smell troubleThe extra strength felt weak,But over there on the corner saw what I needed and proceeded to cross theStreetPut the heat in the mail box to loose itFigured that the post office knows whats best to do with itMosey down the road thinkin' bout the oldI use to roam this zone with two feet of snowRight here, this use to be a record shopI've gotten love, I've gotten drunk, I've gotten beat up in that parking lotI've had my lake street pride for three decadesThese alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best daysBefore I was a germ learnin how to misbehave,All the way to the grave, south side is my resting placeTook a right on Lindale I'm getting nearBut then the road became empty and the people disappear'dThe clowds ran away, opened up the skyAnd one by one I watched every constellation dieAnd there I was frozen, standin in my backyardFace to face, eye to eye, starin at the last starI should've known, walked all the way homeTo find that she wasn't here, I'm still all aloneNo matter where I am, no matter what I doI'm always coming back home to youThey can leave me for dead they can take away my trueI'm always coming back home to youThrough the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blewI'm always coming back home to youAs sure as the life in the garden that you grewI'm always coming back home to youNo matter where I am, no matter what I doI'm always coming back home to youIf only I had known what you already knewI'm always coming back home to youFrom the heaven I've had to the hell I been throughI'm always coming back home to youI'm always coming back home to you"Shhh"Such a pleasure to come homeCuz I...I have a very special love for this cityWell all right, well okay [x3]Well all right [x3]I wanted to make a song about where I'm fromYou know? Big up my home town, my territory, my stateBut, I couldn't figure out much to brag aboutPrince lives here, we got 10,000 lakesBut wait, the women are beautiful, to me they areAnd we're not infested with pretentious movie starsAnd it hit me, Minnesota is dopeIf only simply for not what we have but what we don'tIt's all fair, it ain't out there, it's in thereIt's in the mirror, behind the breast under the hairFollow the dream doesn't mean leave the loveRoam if you must, but come home when you've seen enoughI love New York and Cali, but I ain't movin'Too overpopulated saturated with humansAnd I'm not big on rappers, actors, or modelsIf I had to dip, I'd probably skip to ChicagoNone of this is to diss no one, nowhereLike damn, I'm from Minnesota, land of the cold airToo many mosquitoes and our fair share of egosBut like my man Sabe says, that's where my mommy stays[Chorus:]So if the people laugh and giggle when you tell em where you liveSay shhh, say shhhAnd if you know this is where you wanna raise your kidsSay shhh, say shhhIf you're from the Midwest and it doesn't matter whereSay shhh, say shhhIf you can drink tap water and breathe the airSay shhh, say shhhGot trees and vegetation in the city I stayThe rent's in the mail and I can always find a parking spaceThe women outnumber the men two to oneGot parks and zoos and things to do with my sonThe nightlife ain't all that, but that's okayI don't need to be distracted by the devil every dayAnd the jobs ain't really too hard to findIn fact, you could have mine if you knew how to rhymeThis is for everyone around the planetThat wishes they were from somewhere other than where they standin'Don't take it for granted, instead take a look aroundQuit complaining and build something on that groundPlant something on that ground, dance and sleep on that groundGet on your hands and knees and watch the ants walk aroundThat ground Make a family, make magic, make a messTake the stress, feel your motivation and build your nestIt sucks that you think where I'm from is wackBut as long as that's enough to keep your ass from coming backAnd with a smile and a hint of sarcasm, he said"I beg your pardon but this is my secret garden"All right(In the land of ice and snow)Well okay(In the land of ice and snow)Well all right(In the land of ice and snow)Well okay(Minneapolis, Minneapolis, Minneapolis, Minneapolis)[Repeat Chorus]If the playground is clear of stems and syringesSay shhh, say shhhIf there's only one store in your town that sells 12-inchesSay shhh, say shhhIf no one in your crew walks around with a gunSay shhh, say shhhAnd if you ain't gonna leave cause this is where you're fromSay shhh, say shhhWell alright, well okay [repeated in background]St. Cloud, MinnesotaMankato, MinnesotaDuluth, MinnesnowtaKansas CitySt Louis, MissouriColumbia, MissouriOshkosh, WisconsinMadisonMilwaukeeCincinnati, OhioColumbus, OhioBoulder, ColoradoLawrence, KansasTulsa, OklahomaSioux Falls, South DakotaAnn Arbor, MichiganIndianapolisSay shhh..Minneapolis [repeat to fade]
