Atmosphere - 1597

Just because this is like my favorite song, off my favorite album, from them. I had to post some lyrics. Do your research, before the MTV (which is dope by the way), Slug was giving it to 'em. Spawn was ill. Beyond was beyond being Musab. Makes me miss the midwest. Here the first verse off 1597. Go break this joint out and replay a classic for the weekend.

[Slug]

Hence forth, step within my psychoanalysis

callouses upon my mind make me strain for my lines

out I ripped it, squeeeeezed the brain: it made some liquid

drained it in a cup and then I sipped it

Atmosphere! The mic let me clutch it

thoughts take flight so fit the Slug in your pipe and take a puff kid

fuck it! I heat it like a tea pot - steam hot

upon the roof: shoot a marble with the verbal slingshot

take aim, here I came, I'm the same

Back in '86, I'da tag my name upon your window pane

stained the mind: a deep shade of residue

voices within the head make choices multiple

multiply Spawn, Slug a little buzz

and Atmosphere the scuds, cuz here come the judge

blasted; so past the kid a mic so we can paint this

image of the gifted-anxious, to flip the languageit's the noun meltdown from the outer-shellnow smell the burning flesh fresh from the hell-bound

and come on down here, this mind path, I'm half-

mathematic Atmospheric staff with the rhyme craft

comin to capture, your after-laughter

while I'm hangin from this rafter, I have to rip this rapture

cuz the cramps in my stomach, dismantle

when I tamper wit your amplify, you damn-you die...