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Atoms Family - Atoms All Stars lyrics
[Kasm]
 Time will tell
 Let my rhymes swell
 Move in a citadel
 With Cannibal Ox 12
 Hung off a cliff
 Drink the water but never fell
 Now I speak to infidels
 About the integrity of cells
 Search for unity
 What seems to be a bottomless well
 To open people's minds
 Feel like casting a spell
 Thinking I'm powerless
 In this world all by myself
 A musician
 What's called magician
 [Accidentally before my health]
 Always want to move forward
 The last thing we want his hell
 My man say, "Hell, where we at right now?"
 With a voice like a death knell
 Propositions, predictions
 We won't be living well
 Until we grow, have to make weed, and the rest
 We could kill
 That's ill
 How far away that is
 Won't want to buy a cell
 Where abstract knows no property
 Could have you locked up in a cell
 Oh, hell
 Apocalypse that could all be for the better
 Nuclear weather that we fear
 Could have our children workin' together
 [Alaska]
 Shit, I'm looking down my nose at y'all
 Hopin' y'all don't think you're dope at all
 Don't be conceited, then I'll be that
 I've been nice too long
 Now it's time for me to be that
 Total domination
 I'm impatient with the conversation
 Lacing most tapes, [ you see clean ]
 They should be in the budget
 Be given out for free
 Of an example of how not to emcee
 In the superstar seminar (background: "Don't even fuck with me")
 Titled "Don't Fuck With Me"
 Luckily, got a sunny disposition
 [Pot to missin?]
 But try dissin', you'll be posthumous
 You spittin' in garbage writtens
 Let's bury the hatchet
 In the back of half of faggots
 Parasitic maggots
 Alaska automatics
 From 3-point land with the L in my hand
 And I don't think you understand
 My brain goes deep like Janet Jackson
 Porno action, so you can get my vibe like Toni Braxton
 With the ass on the cover
 You rock a [master cover]
 Your inadequacies
 Alaska sees through that shit
 Most crews are backwards
 Couldn't fill my shoes
 If you my exact words
 Got some whack herbs that
 Don't deserve to touch mics
 Don't know what emcees look like
 I think my shit's the best
 And most times you prove me right
 [Crypic One]
 This graffiti
 Vandalous, scandalous
 Hip Hop's evangelist
 Spreadin' my gospel through the use unheard languages
 See, my third vision, yo, it's used efficiently
 While you swim in the sea of artistic insufficiency
 Yo, lyrically, you [whippets], be tryin' to dance
 First, learn to crawl, then walk, slowly advance
 Cuz only the enhanced mind of a few individuals
 Can proceed directly to the use of complex lyricals
 And, of course, you're forced to digest the pitifuls
 Served on silver platters, compact and digital
 While we whip up miracles for Hip Hop's survival
 My culinary arts based on plates and vinyls
 And currently, you're currency seeking
 Like Gary Oldman, [toll] feeding
 And Romeo's bleeding
 And that's the sole reason
 That I'm forging destiny
 Another victim's stricken
 By the Atoms Family complexity
 [Vast Aire]
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 For not following the Atoms
 Nebular constitution, these
 Poems are living documents, so when I die
 My ionic generation collects the pie
 Let's question the "Dead End" sign on the road to prosperity
 Offend Vast, offend God, that is double jeopardy
 After I devour your planet through vanity
 A cold asteroid will become your "Manifest Destiny"
 And de facto segregation is applied
 When one must be separated from the mic until the day of independence
 And your representative of beginner, barely got his feet wet
 And tested, while blood flowin', heart muscle arrested
 Due towards your process, Whatcha mean I can't knock it?
 If you sell false realities to put money in your pocket
 This is not reasonable
 [And I'll tell ya,] "Try to limit this elastic clause"
 Without probable cause
 Be-cause
 Postcards from the edge
 Throw em from the tips of icebergs
 Usin' higher imagination
 Like a nation of Steven Spielbergs
 And if, your if had any thought in it
 You'd plead the fifth
 Or remain guilty until proven innocent
 [WindNBreeze]
 Yo, people like the essence of puss
 Messing the flux up
 Pessimist
 Lessen the clutch
 Separate messenger sepulcher epitaph
 You suffer from lack of laugh bliss
 God aftermath
 You have to graph the turbulence
 Of your subservient
 Purple pin dinosaur
 Final pause dying to sign up on your
 Security blanket
 Minus stuffy sinus
 Mindless timeless flows
 Your whoobies gone
 You find what?
 Your so called purities
 Sank the ship you be floating on
 The line is drawn
 You mollusks get pelted from selling the soul of a swan
 Enveloped in total equations beyond
 The behavior of bonds broken, no Psalms spoken
 Soak in the moat or the pond poking
 Pads of lily sass oh really?
 You don't have to fascinate the past debate
 To fasten the snake skin belt
 Its smoother to grasp the grape skin welch
 Purer than Puritan ways peeps are on some knit
 Serving the light
 Pendulum spinning 'em until
 Women in prison hit menopause
 Cats scratch with metal paws
 Tentatively swimming in rainbow flesh
 The same ole guests
 The men'll pause
 You need iron gauze
 You're crying for more gauze pads
 I saw sad faces
 Leaving sad traces
 Disappear like Casper with a cat's purr
 Deep crescendo
 Windnbreeze, Atoms Fam, body catch blur, see pen glow poly
 (polyconcepteroid)
 [Vordul]
 Trapped in cold days
 My rap flows insane
 New York the Cold Vein
 Got nothin' but fiends and broke names
 Stay frozen in the Apple
 We chosin' to blow brains
 You niggaz is no-name
 Whack, tryin' to flow in the rap game, I flow pain
 That kills detach [drills] and crack grills
 The fine line design, that's rap [hills]
 Swallowing cat pills
 I shine for long, with mad skills
 Hold [laws], my nigga rides, still live, peace [out the laws]
 I know it's hard trapped inside, and can't watch the stars
 You made it this far, and still here
 Live niggaz pushin' through cold fear
 365 in it, the whole year
 Stress on my brain, I blow tears
 You know life, we flow spears, livin'
 Niggaz drink the O.E. liquid
 And paint rap visuals tight vivid
 It's like critics wanna bite the "dittick"
 I still rotten, and swing hooks like I'm Riddick
 Bo-a constrict ya whole rhythm
 Niggaz is trapped in prison
 Relax the system
 I act with vision
 Fly in the sky, live pigeon












