Pete (I'm Here)
Atlas the Kid
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Who is he The limit, the cynic, the kid Selling subscripts to whatever it is He keeping under his lid He comes in the fifth The seventh too late The heavens debate Yet determining fate Is just a shake of the bones Yea, you can fake it alone Been used to staying at home Been sending Moses the fire Cause the mountain got cold Eons from home Walking the globe Like what is a soul Up late, yea, I'm talking to homes Old man in the sky Some days, I really wanna die My daddy say, try son My mama say, cry some It'll be okay You gotta move kid 'Fore you D.O.A Stop playing stupid 'Fore you lose and really lose Just pick the truth if you really gotta choose What's a nigga ever really gotta lose Like Imma need that soul, and so I won't let go You gotta feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete Fact is, Atlas been practicing magic since six Adding up fractions and circles of fifths What's the kid but a prodigal's son Flip the product and return when the prophecy comes Cause somethings always on the other side Cried more days than not since my grandma died And I'm never fine but I been getting by And I spit legit crit like AP Lit and so I'm getting mine Old man in the sky Some days, I really wanna die My daddy say, try son My mama say, cry some It'll be okay You gotta move kid 'Fore you D.O.A Stop playing stupid 'Fore you lose and really lose Just pick the truth if you really gotta choose What's a nigga ever really gotta lose So Imma need that soul, and so I won't let go I hope you feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete Cause Imma need that soul, I pray you don't let go If you feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete I hope you understand The kid is the man, like motownphilly It goes down chilly When the whole towns stealing But I gotta stand up straight Cause the cultures reeling From all of the frauds and fakes Oh yea he copes, he's dealing He hopes the feeling Captures the mood He's acting a fool Back in the booth Catching truth Laughing at you Rapping and acting nappy Happy uppity youth Cracking up at the tooth You know what did it do When the culture vulture Stabbing it claws in you Like imma need that soul, you know I won't let go They gonna feel it in the cheap seats Don't get the spins, on your feet Pete Imma need that soul, so I won't let go You gotta feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete Old man in the sky Some days, I really wanna die My daddy say, try son My mama say, cry some It'll be okay You gotta move kid 'Fore you D.O.A Stop playing stupid 'Fore you lose and really lose Just pick the truth if you really gotta choose What's a nigga ever really gotta lose So Imma need that soul, and so I won't let go I hope you feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete Cause Imma need that soul, I pray you don't let go If you feel me in the cheap seats Put the spins on repeat Pete I'm here, for a good time All of my time, I'm gonna get Out of mind I gotta live while I'm still alive I feel alive tonight I'm here, for a good time All of my time, I'm gonna get Out of mind I gotta live while I'm still alive I feel alive tonight
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