Atmosphere Primer Lyrics

Overcast! EP Track Listing
12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Scapegoat
  • 2 Multiples
  • 3 Primer
  • 4 The Outernet
  • 5 Scapegoat (... It's Edited for the Radio)
  • 6 Sound Is Vibration
  • 7 Brief Description
  • 8 God's Bathroom Floor (Stress's 4Track Fiasco)
  • <begin>
    Hey Daily, Get the fuck away from my sister you punk motherfucker

    (intro) I do... I do... I do...
    Hey whassup, can I kiss the bitch yet?... I do...

    First of all bitch, I never promised I'd be rich
    so fuck you and your wishes, ya need to do the dishes
    and change the damn cat litter
    I thought I told you to get rid of that crazy cat last week
    Yo, don't you get sassy with me missy
    Because I'll go upside you quickly
    But yo, she's kinda sneeky when I sleep she'll probably stick me
    But it be a threat, and threats make her respond
    She probably grew up watching pops beat her mom
    and to the break-a-dawn
    I could pop shit, talk shit, hostage to herself
    Because there aint no where to walk; this is the middle of hell
    You've got no job, no diploma
    Might as well kick it with me and live in Hinckley, Minnesota
    She's my trailer park chick
    with the pop tarts and venison hard liquor to cop a buzz
    off the over the counter medicine
    The rent is in the mail
    bitch pump the keg
    Fix the antenna, act your age and spread your legs
    It's my CAS-STLE, whiiiiiiite stank ho
    and if I want to I'll put it in your asshole
    You wanna battle baby? I'll put a shadow over ya sky
    Now shut the fuck up and fix me turkey pot pie

    I own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the fuck you gonna go?

    go, go,
    go ahead and call your mom if ya need someone to cry to boo
    I guarantee ya that that bitch is gonna lie to you
    Fuck ya crank head, soap opera, pastries, and diet soda
    everything she'll ever need to know she learned from Oprah
    You what the hell she's gonna do for you?
    That bitch is stuck too
    Get off my phone, tell her I said what up, and muthafuck you
    And tell daddy if he wants some
    to bring his drunk ass on
    I beat that fat bastard with a cast on
    Ay yo honey I'm trippin
    But why you always flippin
    dress slutty everytime that we go drinkin with my buddies
    won't be long before you carrying my puppies
    Speaking of which you bleeding yet bitch?
    Cause you gettin kind of chubby
    Yo, where the hell'd you put my stash?
    Better tell me quick fast or catch a foot in the ass
    Oh no, you did not smoke all of my pot
    If my remmington was out the pawn shop, you'd get shot
    Stop, and put that knife back in the sink
    Baby, Baby, Baby, why you fucking trying to take me to the brink?
    What you think?
    Quit thinking and pretending that you're smart
    Happily ever after 'til death do us part

    I own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the fuck you gonna go?

    I love you.

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