Onemosphere

[Intro] You're so ugly You're so ugly [Verse 1] Atmosphere, and maybe you don't like us But of all the stars in the sky, believe we're one of the brightest My life is as trife as your favorite rap record And I'm possessed with that insight that enables me to laugh better From the last letter back to the 'A', from around my way Out of the wrapping paper without the fucking holiday Can't never be captured, they can toy with my shell But only after they walk a mile backwards through b-boy hell From here on out the sun rises at noon thirty And it ain't quit pressing till the whole f-ing room heard me Soon the birdy will fly with or without the wings As straight as the equator, as nosy as the owl sings Let the poppers pop, let the breakers break Make the DJs and the assholes and all the rappers snakes And most graff writers are weirdos nowadays So I hang out with myself and a rafter and a belt Every chapter that I happen to skim Appears if it must've been written by me or the brothers Grimm And the moral to the story comes equipped with a sting Once again I'm picked for the wrong fucking team (fucking team) [Verse 2] Now I'm sleeping on floors of temporary friends But I'm keeping the store front as clean as I can And I'm sweeping the sky for today's revelation And I'm needing some time and some proper ventilation And I'm building a house for everyone to hold And I'm filling your mouth with the keys to my soul And your spitting me out, piece together the puzzle You got to get it all out while you're learning how to juggle And the bricks weigh more then they led you to believe Remember never let nobody lead you to believe September was the first time I had to breathe So I learned to hate harvest, thought it had a trick up its sleeve Not fucking with the Joneses, I guess that I been jonesing so much Nothing gets noticed but the mess And I'm smoking my stress through an empty beer can It goes one Minnesota, two Minnesota, three And Atmosphere