Atmosphere

Atmosphere - Don't Stop lyrics

rate me

[See I ain't really all that famous...yet

but I'm not nobody neither.

Just doing our thing.

Sometimes we do it right,sometimes we do it wrong.

Doesn't matter either way it gets done, and it gets done our way.]

[Slug]

Can't really pinpoint when I made the big choice

God never spoke to me about my thin voice

It ain't like I was handed a mission

I won't front, I'm just another man of tradition

I guess it's best to check inside of the music

Rap groups, back in my youth, got me boosted

Couldn't stop the usage, call me opportunist

The turn-tables plugged in, fuck it, gotta do it

Beats back in, broke the button on my rewind

Opened up my mind, notes, drums and time

Started memorizing everybody's rhymes

Spittin your shit like I was goin for mine

Introduce me to funk, rock, and jazz

So amazed as to how the DJ's chopped the samples

Some nod their heads, some pop their ass

So it was only natural for me to cop a handful

[Hook]

Between what it is and what can be

I'm here just to keep you company

You ain't gotta be in love with me

Just don't stop beatin them drums for me

Between what it is and what can be

I'm here just to keep you company

You ain't gotta be in love with me

Just raise that volume up for me

So put the jam on, and move forward

Roll up the windows, and sing the chorus

And give it more until life drops

Never turn off the speakers, boombox or the iPod

No stoppin me, you can't possibly

Whatchu thought I'd do, Ant's got a lotta beats

Shake your ass in celebratory fashion

It's not the spot for you to come, relax, ma'am

Ain't nothin like hip-hop music

Shoes fits, gotta show and prove it

Ask God how much is too much, she wrote a note in the closet

Said "Keep fuckin 'em up"

I used to live in those headphones

All alone stuck in my zone

But today I got a ding, gonna follow the dream

Just to see what tomorrow can bring, ding, ding

[Hook]

They don't like my crew, because we don't sound nothin like they think we supposed to

That's cool, I guess it ain't for you

But I'm still coming through with what I came to do

Been in love with it since I was a kid

It protected me, watched over what I did

I was a junkie, I couldn't get enough of it

Probably shoulda predicted that I'd be up in it

You're gonna have to kill me to stop me

I'm a grown ass man, this ain't no goddamn hobby

The bread's all soggy, and them kisses are sloppy

But I still love rap, from the soul to the body

Give it everything that you know

Because the people in the crowd is tryna let it go

She might need a little something for them nerves

Make her way up front to mouth along with the words

[Hook]

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Thanks to V Balayan

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