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atmosphere - minnesota nice lyrics

[hook]
i don’t wanna be
i service you with a smirk (i smirk)
i don’t wanna be
shoo you away like a fly (shoo fly)
i don’t wanna be
you might be bad but i’m worse (i’m so worse)
i don’t wanna be
they call me “minnesota nice”
i don’t wanna be

[verse 1: prof]
i’m staying phresh to death mother f-cker, check the kicks
pimpin’ 101 homes, what the lesson is
man you’re real ugly, and she’s worse
who wants to volunteer to leave, me first
smelling like a platypus
feeling like a hippo
see the girls scream soon as i step out the limo
and just because we shared the same mic don’t mean you’re nice either
really any shirt can be a wife beater
there go prof flexin’ on ’em again
follow couple gorgeous women an i’ll holla ’em in
haul um/take um to the dollar store, the bar with the friends
she’ll be calling again, you can call it a win
all i do is do it, flossing in my buick
prof get the club bug like, ole, do it!
i grab a couple of bars, i’m living with the fist full
everybody all together now, blow the whistle

[verse 2: mr. gene poole]
it’s official, i’ve been made aware of the ratio
now all i care about is gears and f-ll-tio
the soul of a man’s career on your casio
control your battle drones and fly you off the patio
everybody wants money off the microphone
so they can just cronie, and drop a viper on some chrome
but i’m the cl-ssiest beast of the trashiest
my planet exists in the streets of minneapolis
and i’m the catalyst for world cl-ss lyricism
be glad your chick is blastin’ this in her system
she loves that rock hard rhythm presentation
fallen rap stars used to crash in her bas-m-nt
this year the flash dated six point five
head shots up here; we’re making this joint live
and affect once again my man
now show some respect and shake gentleman’s hand

[verse 3: felipe cuauhtli]
ahhh, i’m like a breath of fresh air
s-xy muhf-cka with the long–ss hair
i didn’t mean to be tasteless
just thought i take a second to explain my greatness
i’m an example of how to step your game up
aim up, when i’m out hunting you lame ducks
ride through my hood entertaining your sister
b-ss bumping old school, solo pair of kickers
i’m trying to tell it like it t.i. is
i hope you catchin’ on, what you know ’bout this
i’m so bad, like a single parent mommy with her hair all did
but her kids is looking sloppy
you can’t stop me, broke the breaks on this chevy
moving fast, try to catch the homie sep sevy
it’s getting heavy, hit the gym to get my weight up
it’s bigger than your block homeboi so throw your state up

[verse 4: slug]
came up the hard way and put my name up
now why would anybody wanna hate slug
straight up, your fake heart pumps snake blood
f-ck you and the sp-ce you take up
my eyes are red cause of life and death
i’ll put my feet up on the table where they slice the bread
boast and brag till my toe gets tagged
old man swag with a grocery bag
i go one for the road, two for the encore
couple more make you feel like you’re holding down floor
you ain’t a wh0r- cause they make money
you’re just a bum with somebody’s dna on your tummy
ask your peers bout atmosphere
went to h-ll and got a souvenir rap career
now i walk into the place with the grace of a john deere
and then your face got weird

[hook]

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