Atmosphere: Current status

I peep rap city high like to my eyesight Witnesses bitches and kids frontin' to bring a shit You get nothing from this write redundant to bring the dumb shit I neva half ass my blast leaves you overcome-ed The basement aroma should have waited for your diploma Instead you dropped out now you grabb the microphone ta Let the fox out a box out the center Rippin' to end your agenda cuz I'm the microphone binga Since you started rhyming you been barred from flyin' Trying to push me to (peat)? I didn't buy your tape cuz pussy is cheap Pushing me deep so I brush it to fuck it You get busted to rubbish because my stuff is conducted. On some thouroughness that fuck the world shit don't make it happen You roll without friends but that sure don't attract them The five man travelin' band I stand saggin' my pants Caramel skin color the slim brother I cancel and contort your financial support AnRs ridiculed for havin' thoughts to deliver you Give your crew brain lacerations You're having dreams about stardom is only fame masturbation My name is has awaken the criterion So judgement is passed anyone budges I blast Bust in that ass and got class for the clone Brothers need to relax straight to the back like domes Where you at to all the bad heads with the word Where you at and if you getting fed by the herb Where you at and all the brothers keeping shit tough Where you at and others talking shit about us... bitch No excuses I feel that there's none needed I know that you resent me cuz I study how I'm greeted I'm quick to touch the mic for the rep and for the loot I'm known around my village as the mouth that likes to shoot Now I no longer have time for your irrelevance Because the ignorace is just as dangerous as the intelligence It's all about the passege I'm trying to grasp it And hopfully my son will forgive me for my habits I manage to pity those flavorless with shitty flows Amped of their camp actin' out their favorite videos Save it give me those trophes you call balls for my display case Now walk away and save face fuck the beef even you belive it ain't needed I know that deep down you respect me cuz you study how I'm greeted It's sewing up seams, it's pluggin' holes Slug knows it takes more than toy flows and a b-boy prose See, he keeps it clear and he strikes the fear And he caught a Grammy for marketing strategy of the year Where oh where is the server current status MCs need to take their bras off and burn them Where you at to the ones in the front with their hands in the air like they just don't care Where you at and for the kids in the back tack-fully surveying the stage to see who's wack Where you at and to the ones that grab the mics at shows house parties or by themselves (go ahead get your flow on man) Where you at and for that kid crawling out of bed at night putting fame on trains, bus benches and stop lights Lavish I'll never have it I get too happy doing atmospheric damage to your amateurish madness Lavish I'll never have it I get too happy doing atmospheric damage to your amateurish madness Check your current status