Testo Bam - Atmosphere
Testo della canzone Bam (Atmosphere), tratta dall'album You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having
BAM! We land at your table like dinnertime
Asinine amount of women in the ticket line
Hit it from behind the picket sign
Switch the design and reposition the shine
Subdue what they knew thrown askew
Cut through with the focus of a "fuck you"
Frozen moments grown up made work
Open up the doorway, sewn up, pay dirt
Everybody wants to party
Full belly still suckin on the parsley
Star sleeps between the hard sheets
You only parked on the street to hear the cars beep
Pan left, pan right, damn right the econoline
Weaves through the landmines
Continues until I leave mankind
Can't find control of the wheels on the van like BAM
We land on your plate like a housefly
Just another face from the south side
The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry
While I try not to make this doll cry
What you call "fly"? what you call "fresh"
Multi-bulls-eye-sex-and-checks-and-death
I guess I'm best left for dead in a breath
That was never impressed by what's possessed
Girlfriend I need your help
Cause the head on my shoulders won't fuck itself
And homeboy, I need you as well, cause I gotta live
And I got a little bridge to sell
Gonna build a home out of syllables
Gonna be alone when the whistle blows
Cut the embyllical on the cymbals
The break'll shake your silicone when you feel it go BAM!
(and when they started to scream, I thought
of Mike G singin "Everything good aint as good as it seems"
get ripped like flash)
BAM!
WE land on tour tongue like words
Didn't understand they were sung by birds
The sunlight burnt to disturb the earth
When the gun-fight burst occured. it goes BAM!
WE land in your gut like hungar
Sunk your ship while you slept in the bunker
The thunder don't stop the slumber, plug in the sub
Turn it up, let the drummer go BAM!
We land on your head like rain drops
With a chainsaw laced in napalm
Weight loss, pill pop, chaos
Thank god the best plays are made when the game stops BAM!
And if I gotta die, I got faith the decision was made
That I was outta line BAM!
And if I gotta die, I'ma smile from the pile
'Cause I wasn't on the bottom, I'm a man
With a child and a voice and a lovelife
If I get a choice then I hope I go just like BAM!
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Writer(s): Anthony Davis, Sean Daley
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