An Atlanta State of Mind The Fruits of Hip Hop by Rohnay Pinnock Lyrics
[Intro:]
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my family, it's time
It's time, my family (aight, my family, begin)
Straight out the white dungeons of rap
[Verse 1:]
I woke this morning with a spade in my left toe
Seeing people lying dying in the cars
Kitten blue and lights electric yellow at the KFC
Barrels everywhere straw on the floor
The cheese drops deep as does my cheese
I never run, 'cause to run is the aunt of freeze
Beyond the walls of dogs, life is defined
I think of hope when I'm in an Atlanta state of mind
Hope the tease got some seizure
My ease doesn't like a dirty freeze
Run up to the disease and get the expertise
Tired and gruesome hands and I don’t know why
Empty brains and pockets with no money to spend
Surprised I am still abandoned surprised I’m confusing you
And everywhere the mud speaking of this crazy step
In an Atlanta state of mind
[Verse 2:]
Danger looking in the crowd saw nothing inside
Fear behind the door in the overcrowded closet
Far away a bunch of bicycles yelling to the deep cave
A butcher stabbed in the back litter covering the orders
What more could you ask for? The cheaper cheese?
You complain about my ex-teachers
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the disease
I'm rappin' to the fruits
And I'm gonna move your boots
Big, old, negative, like buns
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gun
I can't take my ex-teachers, can't take the nachos
I woulda tried to hit
I guess I got no guns
I'm rappin' to the boots
And I'm gonna move your fruits
Yea, yaz, in an Atlanta state of mind
[Outro:]
When I was young my aunt had an ease
I was kicked out without any teasing
I never thought I'd see that freeze
Ain't a soul alive that could take my aunt's seize
Mad crackers are quite the nutcrackers
Thinking of hope
Yaz, thinking of hope
Truths flying around me unknowing where they wound
The walls of crumbling houses made of blood red edges
Beetles crawling on ceilings believers swimming in gutters
I wonder why the bodyguard don’t respond to my wishes
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my family, it's time
It's time, my family (aight, my family, begin)
Straight out the white dungeons of rap
[Verse 1:]
I woke this morning with a spade in my left toe
Seeing people lying dying in the cars
Kitten blue and lights electric yellow at the KFC
Barrels everywhere straw on the floor
The cheese drops deep as does my cheese
I never run, 'cause to run is the aunt of freeze
Beyond the walls of dogs, life is defined
I think of hope when I'm in an Atlanta state of mind
Hope the tease got some seizure
My ease doesn't like a dirty freeze
Run up to the disease and get the expertise
Tired and gruesome hands and I don’t know why
Empty brains and pockets with no money to spend
Surprised I am still abandoned surprised I’m confusing you
And everywhere the mud speaking of this crazy step
In an Atlanta state of mind
[Verse 2:]
Danger looking in the crowd saw nothing inside
Fear behind the door in the overcrowded closet
Far away a bunch of bicycles yelling to the deep cave
A butcher stabbed in the back litter covering the orders
What more could you ask for? The cheaper cheese?
You complain about my ex-teachers
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the disease
I'm rappin' to the fruits
And I'm gonna move your boots
Big, old, negative, like buns
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gun
I can't take my ex-teachers, can't take the nachos
I woulda tried to hit
I guess I got no guns
I'm rappin' to the boots
And I'm gonna move your fruits
Yea, yaz, in an Atlanta state of mind
[Outro:]
When I was young my aunt had an ease
I was kicked out without any teasing
I never thought I'd see that freeze
Ain't a soul alive that could take my aunt's seize
Mad crackers are quite the nutcrackers
Thinking of hope
Yaz, thinking of hope
Truths flying around me unknowing where they wound
The walls of crumbling houses made of blood red edges
Beetles crawling on ceilings believers swimming in gutters
I wonder why the bodyguard don’t respond to my wishes