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Atmosphere
Atmosphere


Информация
Откуда Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States
Жанры Alternative Hip-Hop
Годы 1993—н.в.
Лейблы Rhymesayers Entertainment
Epitaph Records
Warner Music Group
Сайт Website
Состав
Slug
Ant
Бывшие участники
Spawn
Stress
Beyond



Тексты песен Atmosphere

Текст песни "You Played Yourself"


What's up, my name is Sean, nice to meet ya
What brings you backstage in this theater
Oh, you're in the group that plays first?
Shoulda noticed all 4 of y'all wore the same shirts
I bet you got a demo of your work, right?
Can you leave it with my merch guy
Good luck tonight
And don't forget to drink water
And don't cup that mic
Do me a favor, stay away from Ant's beer
No you can't bring your fans back here
Nah, I'm straight, you can keep your drugs
In fact, keep 'em in the alley outback behind the club
And drop the attitude
Why you acting like that little sticky pass is some kind of right of passage?
Keep rapping until you get discovered,
But better believe this is the last time we ever see each other
'Cause you played yourself

Uh yeah, of course I remember you, man
How you been, man? How you doin', man?
You played yourself
They told me you tried to pick a fight with your own DJ?
You played yourself
Nah, I didn't see your set, I was sleeping on the bus
You played yourself
Uh, yeah, go talk to that guy, him
He'll give you some drink tickets

New York, at the Bowery getting down
With Grayskul, P.O.S. and Fillmore Brown
My first time touring with a live band
Trying to hide all the fear behind a mic stand
I just wanna move around and keep it versatile
But tonight, some kid took it personal
I stop my set,
'Yo, what you yellin' 'bout? With your middle finger up, calling me sellout'
The security rushed him like a gang fight
'Wait, don't kick him out, man, that ain't right'
They wasn't listening to Slug
I'm just the artist on the stage, they don't really give a fuck
So I finished up my set,
Then ran out the front door to see if I could catch him
And there he was, mad and drunk
So I gave him his money, and sent him off with a hug
Man, you played yourself

Man, you can barely stand up, you trying to call me names
You played yourself
I understand, dude, I was just like you when I was 15 years old
You played yourself
Talking about, 'You ain't The Roots, you ain't The Roots! Why you got a band, man?'
You played yourself
Do me a favor, throw away my CDs
I don't want stupid fans

Girl please, don't treat me like you treat a toy
You wouldn't look twice if I was the pizza boy
You ain't gotta flash me your ass and tits
I'd rather fantasize that you're a rap advocate
Look around, you see all these women?
They came for the music, you came for the scenesterism
The validating game is degrading
Got me cornered at the bar to boost your ratings
I'm getting too old for the trap, go wiggle that cleavage at the opening act
Plus you smell like a bucket of vodka, I would never put my meat sauce up in that pasta
The show's over, so why you waiting by the bus
Like I'm supposed to be impressed with the basics
You don't believe that I don't want to see you naked
But I'm not hanging out, take care and stay safe, kid
You played yourself

Yeah, actually I have heard somebody say that to me before
You played yourself
You realize I can clearly see your clitoris, through your jeans?
You played yourself
Look, you are closer to my sons age than you are to mine
You played yourself
Look, The Living Legends are right there! Right over there! Go over there!

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