ATMOSPHERE - 4:30 AM Lyrics

(Anonymous)Why don't you get the f**k back to your seat cuz I don't likeyou!(Slug)Hey Spawn tell me a jokeHahahahahaHey yo Spawn, what you doing?Hahahaha!(Slug)I sever heads just to sharpen my skillsZoom in on braids like a John Carpenter killsSurprise, that's the element, your confidence is delicateNever recuperates, I leave your mutant sell of itBreak the victim down to a jelly consistencyThe brain twisted spits, now tell me who gets with meI felt they were listening and the smell of fear amps meSweet tooth, room full of candy wrappers, I get antsyMission activated, attention captivatedVocals ring bring the so-called king unstages assassinatedYou're nice, where you from?That's the question I askDistraction got struck pull their heart out their assTo blast this nuclear, when the crew appearsSo sheek shelter, the only helpful adviceIs that you should steer clear of the exitsI take reps and make messesBroken, when the spot closes we're off to breakfastInvested breath, skills, adrenalineRefill the guth into my hut to build with the pentagonFrom Henipen to Lexington the first section conqueredLaid seeds in the soil, preeped to props and on'em???(Spawn)It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at? It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?(Slug)Can't expect everyone to see shit the way I see itCan't expect anyone to be dope the way I be itSo be it, atmospherly stew like sunbeamsTo snap you like a bungee when the Sayers takes the countryHungry, and this emptyness makes me grumpyTake an emcee, stuff him between some bread cheese and lunch meIt's just a snack, rely on Ant to thrust a trackInto the mind as I slip behind the whack and crush his backMust react, if we don't we have no workSo I stomp them, let a steam remove remains upon the astroturfNow who's eager? To be made a believer?It wakes the dead when I shake a rival's head until his teethhurtNeed jerk, when I yank your brain into a beaverAnd melt the weak channels in your receiverYou need to keep your beaver in your pantsF**k your leisure and your plansI wear a Van Halen T-shirtBust a stance and crush your plansIt's all inside the flows balance, we figure wellYour style has the personality of a speak????You need development to reach the plateau I'm atSo take a fat step back so I don't mistake you as a bat(Spawn)It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?It's 4:30 AM, do you know where your head's at?