Artist: Atmosphere f/ Felipe Cuauhtli, Mr. Gene Poole, Prof Album: Minnesota Nice (Single) Song: Minnesota Nice Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Chorus: Prof] + (Slug) (I don't wanna be) I service you with a smirk (A smirk, I don't wanna be) Shoo you away like a fly (Shoo fly, I don't wanna be) You may be bad, but IÕm worse (I'm so worse, I don't wanna be) They call me Minnesota Nice (I don't wanna be) [Prof] IÕm staying fresh to death motherfucker, check the kicks Pimping 101 holmes, what the lesson is Man you're real ugly, and she's worse Who wants to volunteer to leave? Me first Smelling like a platypus, feeling like a hippo See the girls scream soon as I step out the limo And just because we share the same mic don't mean you nice either Really, any shirt can be a wife beater There go Prof flexing on 'em again Follow a couple gorgeous women and I holler 'em in Haul 'em, take 'em to the dollar store to ball with their friends She'll be calling again, you can call it a win Yeah, all I do is do it, flossing in my Buick Prof get the club buck like, ole do it I grab a couple of bars, I'm leaving with the fist-full Everybody all together now, blow the whistle [Mr. Gene Poole] It's official, I've been made aware of the ratio Now all I care about is gears and felatio The soul of a manÕs career on your Casio Control your battle drones and fly you off the patio Everybody wants money off the microphone So they can just call me and drop a viper on some chrome But I'm the classiest beast of the trashiest My plan is to exist in the streets of Minneapolis And I'm the catalyst of world class lyricism Be glad your chick is blasting this in her system She loves that rock-hard rhythm presentation Falling rap stars used to crash in her basement This year's the flash-dated six point five Head shots appear, we making this joint live in effect once again my man Now show some respect and shake a gentleman's hand [Felipe Cuauhtli] Ahhh, I'm like a breath of fresh air Sexy motherfucker with that long-ass hair Haha, I didn't mean to be tasteless Just thought I'd take a second to explain my greatness I'm an example of how to step your game up Aim up when I'm out hunting you lame ducks Ride through my hood entertaining your sister Bass bumping old school, solo pair of KicKers I'm tryna to tell it like it T-I-is I hope you catching on, what you know bout this? Huh, I'm so bad, like a single parent mommy with her hair all did, but her kids is looking sloppy You can't stop me, broke the breaks on the Chevy Moving fast, tryna catch the homie Sep Sevy It's getting heavy, hit the gym to get my weight up It's bigger than your block homeboy, so throw your state up [Slug] Came up the hard way and put my name up Now why would anybody wanna hate Slug? Straight up, your fake heart pumps snake blood Fuck you and the space you take up My eyes are red cause of life and death I'll put my feet up on the table where they slice the bread Boast and brag till my toe gets tagged Old man swag with a grocery bag I go one for the road, two for the encore Couple more make you feel like you holding down floor You ain't a whore cause they make money You just a bum with somebody's DNA on your tummy Ask your peers bout Atmosphere Went to hell and got a souvenir rap career Now I walk into the place with the grace of a John Deere and then your face got weird [Chorus]