Guns and Cigarettes Lyrics
| Song | Guns and Cigarettes |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slug | |
| [Slug:](What's your name foo?) | |
| Rappers steppin' to me | |
| They wanna get some | |
| But most of them should go and try to boost their monthly income | |
| Speaking over beats is the only time | |
| I feel complete | |
| I don't hear the weak and | |
| I don't fear defeat | |
| So what you got? | |
| Connect the dots, | |
| I'll raise the pot | |
| Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop | |
| The name remains in tip-top shape | |
| I'm still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate | |
| I came in late, took a chair in the rear | |
| But my classmates were unaware how long | |
| I'd really been there | |
| My peers have been held back for years, holding back the tears | |
| Everybody knows our name like we was the cast from "Cheers" | |
| So here's to the good times, tonight is mighty special | |
| So fasten your seatbelts, cause | |
| I'm gonna launch this vessel | |
| Ain't gonna land until | |
| I'm bigger than | |
| EspoAnd bigger than ecstasy and bigger than techno[Chorus:] | |
| I wanna bigger than | |
| Jesus and bigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| Beatles and bigger than breast implants | |
| I'm gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes | |
| A few years ago an ex-girl of mine | |
| Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes | |
| So I said this rhyme that | |
| I'm about to say | |
| It came from the heart and it went this way: | |
| Go to hell girl, you make me sick! | |
| I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick | |
| What the **** makes you think | |
| I'd put your name on my record?there, now | |
| I feel a lot better | |
| You know what? | |
| I ain't drank a forty since | |
| I became old enough to drink | |
| Not caught up in what the **** these people think | |
| Cause when | |
| I die they're gonna find the missing link | |
| But tonight | |
| I'm gonna vomit it in the kitchen sink | |
| I'm suprised more of y'all don't get hit by cars | |
| Missing your surroundings, staring at the stars | |
| I'm lonely without a woman that wants to spar | |
| That's why | |
| I spend so much time in these bars | |
| Drunk poolside, screaming, "Do or die!" | |
| Looking at the water asking, "Who am I?" | |
| Saw my reflection, | |
| Yes! I'm super fly! | |
| And as you can guess again, | |
| I'm too damn high[Chorus](What'd they say to you?) | |
| But they said, "Drop dead." | |
| I can't, I got a lot left | |
| More than just another arrogant, asshole pot-head | |
| In the top ten, who you love to hear on tracks | |
| Smiling for the camera while | |
| I surf upon your ear wax | |
| This beer's flat and she kisses like a stripper | |
| I'm coming to terms with my status as a drifter | |
| Girl, I'm only in this town for one night | |
| And these neon lights are keeping me distracted from my plight | |
| I feel like a legend on a leash | |
| Making an effort to break every piece that | |
| I can reach | |
| Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to teach | |
| But first let me scrape these feces from my cleats | |
| Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon | |
| The only time | |
| I tell the truth is when | |
| I'm naked in my bedroom | |
| Soon I'm gonna reap the harvest of my struggles | |
| But from now on, y'all can call me sluggles[Chorus] | |
| Bigger than | |
| JesusBigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| BeatlesBigger than breast implants[x2] | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes |
| zuo qu : Slug | |
| Slug: What' s your name foo? | |
| Rappers steppin' to me | |
| They wanna get some | |
| But most of them should go and try to boost their monthly income | |
| Speaking over beats is the only time | |
| I feel complete | |
| I don' t hear the weak and | |
| I don' t fear defeat | |
| So what you got? | |
| Connect the dots, | |
| I' ll raise the pot | |
| Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop | |
| The name remains in tiptop shape | |
| I' m still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate | |
| I came in late, took a chair in the rear | |
| But my classmates were unaware how long | |
| I' d really been there | |
| My peers have been held back for years, holding back the tears | |
| Everybody knows our name like we was the cast from " Cheers" | |
| So here' s to the good times, tonight is mighty special | |
| So fasten your seatbelts, cause | |
| I' m gonna launch this vessel | |
| Ain' t gonna land until | |
| I' m bigger than | |
| EspoAnd bigger than ecstasy and bigger than techno Chorus: | |
| I wanna bigger than | |
| Jesus and bigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| Beatles and bigger than breast implants | |
| I' m gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes | |
| A few years ago an exgirl of mine | |
| Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes | |
| So I said this rhyme that | |
| I' m about to say | |
| It came from the heart and it went this way: | |
| Go to hell girl, you make me sick! | |
| I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick | |
| What the makes you think | |
| I' d put your name on my record? there, now | |
| I feel a lot better | |
| You know what? | |
| I ain' t drank a forty since | |
| I became old enough to drink | |
| Not caught up in what the these people think | |
| Cause when | |
| I die they' re gonna find the missing link | |
| But tonight | |
| I' m gonna vomit it in the kitchen sink | |
| I' m suprised more of y' all don' t get hit by cars | |
| Missing your surroundings, staring at the stars | |
| I' m lonely without a woman that wants to spar | |
| That' s why | |
| I spend so much time in these bars | |
| Drunk poolside, screaming, " Do or die!" | |
| Looking at the water asking, " Who am I?" | |
| Saw my reflection, | |
| Yes! I' m super fly! | |
| And as you can guess again, | |
| I' m too damn high Chorus What' d they say to you? | |
| But they said, " Drop dead." | |
| I can' t, I got a lot left | |
| More than just another arrogant, asshole pothead | |
| In the top ten, who you love to hear on tracks | |
| Smiling for the camera while | |
| I surf upon your ear wax | |
| This beer' s flat and she kisses like a stripper | |
| I' m coming to terms with my status as a drifter | |
| Girl, I' m only in this town for one night | |
| And these neon lights are keeping me distracted from my plight | |
| I feel like a legend on a leash | |
| Making an effort to break every piece that | |
| I can reach | |
| Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to teach | |
| But first let me scrape these feces from my cleats | |
| Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon | |
| The only time | |
| I tell the truth is when | |
| I' m naked in my bedroom | |
| Soon I' m gonna reap the harvest of my struggles | |
| But from now on, y' all can call me sluggles Chorus | |
| Bigger than | |
| JesusBigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| BeatlesBigger than breast implants x2 | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes |
| zuò qǔ : Slug | |
| Slug: What' s your name foo? | |
| Rappers steppin' to me | |
| They wanna get some | |
| But most of them should go and try to boost their monthly income | |
| Speaking over beats is the only time | |
| I feel complete | |
| I don' t hear the weak and | |
| I don' t fear defeat | |
| So what you got? | |
| Connect the dots, | |
| I' ll raise the pot | |
| Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop | |
| The name remains in tiptop shape | |
| I' m still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate | |
| I came in late, took a chair in the rear | |
| But my classmates were unaware how long | |
| I' d really been there | |
| My peers have been held back for years, holding back the tears | |
| Everybody knows our name like we was the cast from " Cheers" | |
| So here' s to the good times, tonight is mighty special | |
| So fasten your seatbelts, cause | |
| I' m gonna launch this vessel | |
| Ain' t gonna land until | |
| I' m bigger than | |
| EspoAnd bigger than ecstasy and bigger than techno Chorus: | |
| I wanna bigger than | |
| Jesus and bigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| Beatles and bigger than breast implants | |
| I' m gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes | |
| A few years ago an exgirl of mine | |
| Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes | |
| So I said this rhyme that | |
| I' m about to say | |
| It came from the heart and it went this way: | |
| Go to hell girl, you make me sick! | |
| I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick | |
| What the makes you think | |
| I' d put your name on my record? there, now | |
| I feel a lot better | |
| You know what? | |
| I ain' t drank a forty since | |
| I became old enough to drink | |
| Not caught up in what the these people think | |
| Cause when | |
| I die they' re gonna find the missing link | |
| But tonight | |
| I' m gonna vomit it in the kitchen sink | |
| I' m suprised more of y' all don' t get hit by cars | |
| Missing your surroundings, staring at the stars | |
| I' m lonely without a woman that wants to spar | |
| That' s why | |
| I spend so much time in these bars | |
| Drunk poolside, screaming, " Do or die!" | |
| Looking at the water asking, " Who am I?" | |
| Saw my reflection, | |
| Yes! I' m super fly! | |
| And as you can guess again, | |
| I' m too damn high Chorus What' d they say to you? | |
| But they said, " Drop dead." | |
| I can' t, I got a lot left | |
| More than just another arrogant, asshole pothead | |
| In the top ten, who you love to hear on tracks | |
| Smiling for the camera while | |
| I surf upon your ear wax | |
| This beer' s flat and she kisses like a stripper | |
| I' m coming to terms with my status as a drifter | |
| Girl, I' m only in this town for one night | |
| And these neon lights are keeping me distracted from my plight | |
| I feel like a legend on a leash | |
| Making an effort to break every piece that | |
| I can reach | |
| Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to teach | |
| But first let me scrape these feces from my cleats | |
| Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon | |
| The only time | |
| I tell the truth is when | |
| I' m naked in my bedroom | |
| Soon I' m gonna reap the harvest of my struggles | |
| But from now on, y' all can call me sluggles Chorus | |
| Bigger than | |
| JesusBigger than wrestling | |
| Bigger than the | |
| BeatlesBigger than breast implants x2 | |
| Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes |
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