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Artist:Atmosphere  Album:Sad Clown Bad Dub 7 

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(Homeless Guy Singing) Throw your hands up in the air And wave like you just don't care Say, you deserve a break today Oh yeah, work that body, work that body Make sure you don't hurt nobody Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy wuzzy had no hair Fuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he? I like the body rock the body You like the body want somebody And I sing too, listen to the song... Sittin' on the steps, with Ant, that's my man Flippin' pig-Russian, discussin' politics and contraband Karma cut me clean as if I asked for it Seven travels altered states with a cake and fake passport I want to shelter everybody from the snakes And my sleeves know a couple of tricks for huntin' breaks (Ten thousand lakes) Multiple choice of where to drown So I quote the voice, it goes "What floats is what's found" It means get down like they did in the 7-2 Before the red and blue, had the opportune to bless you Before you knew about a phone bill Before you had to hold still Before the Kool-Aid got diluted with Golden Seal I used to ride around this town on a dirt bike Child touched a lotta wild stages just to earn stripes Read my lips, act like you heard right And keep an eye on your chick – I work my rubber like a turnpike (It ain't nothin' for me to come swing from your tree) I wear the love like a ring and I sing until it's free So what, you bringin' the weed? We break a measure And let the hook ride just to tie it all together Whatever... (Chorus) My life ain't as cool as your life And more than likely I'll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife So everybody stop askin' me what's wrong And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs And when the party starts, I'm in the corner actin' smart Spittin' game at your girl, just to take your world apart I hang with the secrets and the cats that paint pictures While you sleepin' on life and writin' the same scriptures (What you gonna take witch ya?) I take it all but the fall And when I'm sittin' still you can blame the Benadryl and alcohol As far as the stars are above the boulevard I keep my feet on the tar, with the heat in the cars Keep the beats in the jar, wait for the time to unleash And when it comes everybody only gets one a piece (For you) You better learn the

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