Threemosphere Atmosphere

]]THREE!
]]We might hurt somebody..
]]No!
]]Don't do that...
]]No! No!

[Verse 1]
No! Don't do that, they don't deserve that
Look at 'em, they couldn't handle it, they nerves would collapse
Bag 'em up, sift 'em up, skinny boy lick the cut
No excuses needed, this ones wack, that one sucks
Don't even front like you've got close to balls in size
Your egos been planted, personafulsified
Everybody wanna score, aiming at an all time high
Shooting at the stars, tryna make 'em fall out the sky
The grey matter, waverunner, screamin' thoughts of anger at the world
From beneath this rock I stay under
Tonight's rain and thunder
Was brought to you in part by that same fuck that put the fear of the
Atmos. in your heart, now
Guess what I'm standin' (where?!), over the head
If you put a hand up you can fondle everything I said
And if I lose my patience, somebody's losin' they limbs
And getting left in this basement with the rest of these gimps

[Hook]
Atmosphere, don't front like you can't hear (4x)