ATMOSPHERE LYRICS - Scapegoat

"Scapegoat"



It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar

It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car

It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain

It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain

It's women, it's the plight for power it's government

It's the way you're giving knowledge

slow with thought control and subtle hints

It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream

It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams

It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana

It's embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander

It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos

It's game shows, cheap liquor, blunts,

and bumper stickers with rainbows

It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils

It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the fucking mic levels

It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and mommy's pill

Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs

It's bloods, crips, fives, six

It's stick up kids,

It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks

It's the east coast, no it's the west coast

It's public schools, it's asbestos

It's mentholated, It's techno

It's sleep, life, and death

It's speed, coke, and meth

It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath

It stretches for as far as the eye can see

It's reality, fuck it, it's everything but me



On and on and on and on

The list goes on and on and on and on

[KRS One scratched 4x] "it's all according that life on a whole..."



It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat

It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, incomplete

It's in the streets, every city and everywhere you go

In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties

It's the health care system, it's welfare victims

It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons

It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks

It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit

It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat

It's the winter, the weather

It's herpes, and it's forever

It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong

It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom

It's that need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention

It's the wack, who attack songs of redemption

It's prevention, It's the first solution

It's loose, it's out for retribution,

it's mental pollution...and public execution

It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards

It's the part time job that governs what you can afford

It's the fear, It's the fake

It's clear it can make time stop

and leave you stranded in the year of the snake

It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination

It's hourly wages for your professional observations

It's on your face and it's in your eyes

It's everything you be

Cause it ain't me, motherfucker, cause it ain't me, uh



On and on and on and on

The list goes on and on and on and on [3x]

[KRS One scratched til close] "It's all according that life on a whole..."