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The Abusing of the Rib

Album cover art for "The Abusing of the Rib" by Atmosphere

Atmosphere - Rap

The Abusing of the Rib

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May 1999.

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[Slug] I wanna follow the footprints across my lover's stomach I wanna call out her name before I plummet I wish I had a map of the terrain so I could step around the landmines Avoid the beasts under the bed that breathe their bad times I wanna find this here so-called treasure The pleasure, the trinkets, the never-ending weekends Acknowledging that I'm still just a piece of the sequence But seeing these different footprints got me needing to show my weakness The timeline, the time zones, I cross them with my eyes closed Memorized the landmarks and learned the cycles The weather patterns, how the seasons affect The East and the West of each region, learned the cycles Forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked Maybe it's a plus that there's a path If this was some uncharted land, I'd have to be a smarter man Willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest And natural resources are unlimited Exploration only requires some desire and initiative Take your time and find the right way to climb It ain't safe to play games with natures mind If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never me I wanna ride a train up my lover's arm Stop off at the brain to hop out and find out out what's going on Cut through trees and ride through rocks And synchronize the universal sundial to my watch I've seen a lot, but not quite as much as her To top it off, the memory and her imagination blurred But I know she's been put through hell, I can feel it And I know she's touched heaven as well, trying to steal it It came on, it taught her the song It strung her along and it caught her when that guard was gone Now to the break of dawn she wants to feel that fix And all the family and friends is trying to seal them lips I'm not dumb, I can hear that train come from miles away I'm setting obstacles to stop the arrival I'm gonna blow up that iron and wood road From what I understood, those be the orifice of her survival My recital, yet another tantrum Because she's highly excitable, swinging moods at random No happy endings, always off to a bad start Addictive voyeurism to the trackmarks And if I could show you, you would never leave it {*fades until end*}

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