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atmosphere - 7th st. entry lyrics

[slug:]
now see, maybe if your tag was dope
i’d actually lend a little credibility to your statements
but honestly, your penmanship’s f-cked
the way i see it, someone should at least slap you for even holding a marker

i hope the kid who wrote my name in the entry bathroom
has the nuts and time for us to sit and chat soon
so i can ask ’em “why the f-ck am i on your mind b-tch? ”
you could’ve signed it, but stayed silent cause you’re spineless
if you was a man, you’d come at me on the mic level
but you’re light yellow just like the walls on which you write fellow
when i first viewed it, i’ll admit it had me quite p-ssed
but now i’ve accepted it, in fact i kind of like this
i really wish i knew your ident-ty
probably not even an emcee, just another who pretends to be
or maybe the jealousy of one who’s baby-baby has eyes for me
it’s nineteen-ninety-sev’, nothing surprises me
envy can make a motherf-cker immature
so can boredom, a buzz or the curse of being insecure
c’mon now, some little trick with a marker and a chip
on his shoulder don’t mean sh-t, i want the world in my grip
i bet your girl’s on my d-ck, she digs the skills
she’s a bigger head than you, so give me head and head for the hills
little b-tch, donkey d-ck sucking -ss-f-ck
glue sniffing, half a t-st-cl- base head selling plasma
publicity, good or bad, the same to an emcee
i think i found your limits to fame over on seventh street
i dedicate my name to those who view me as an enemy
and i’m a mark the planet for every mark in the entry

entry, enter me
what’s funny about the whole sh-t
is that like two, maybe three years from now
you little c-ckroaches that talk sh-t about me and my crew
are gonna be thanking us for kicking down the door
and putting this sh-t on the globe
britches, y’all wanna burn bridges?
just remember in the back of your b-tch mind that i’m partially responsible
for anyone tryna hear your wack -ss to begin with
and to that child who writes about me in the seventh street bathroom
thanks for buying our tapes, you can size me up
and i hope your first born never learns how to read
sincerely slug, atmosphere
a subdivision of rhymesayers entertainment motherf-cker

enter me, study me, cause i know that you know that
(eventually, suddenly) size me up
enter me, study me, cause i know that you know that
(eventually, suddenly) size me up
enter me, study me, cause i know that you know that
(eventually, suddenly) size me up
enter me, study me, cause i know that you know that
(eventually, suddenly)
(eventually, you will suddenly see
a fist to your jaw, a clap in that -ss)

- atmosphere lyrics

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