That's not beef, that's pork

Atmosphere

Composed by: Atmosphere
Yo Anthony man, you just texted me again man 
Nah man no, he's trynna, he's trynna get me to do a verse on his shit 
Yeah same dude that used to talk all that shit back in the day 
It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man 


Surrounded by all these little piggies 
Round a pool table, holding on a glass full of empty 
When them rappers came out of nowhere to hit the spotlight 
Oinking at the crowd about who cares and not quite 
Pretty sure there was more on stage 
Than there was in attendance in the rest of the place 
I tried to give a listen, it was impossible 
The main dude sounded like his motherfucking mouth was full 
Understand what that train wreck looks like 
You've seen it before, bad rapper with a good mic 
Screaming like he means it like it's a classic verse 
Couldn't even make out a fraction of them words 
Minnesota, too nice for its own good 
Half of y'all should still have a cold foot 
Order me a refill, try to block it out 
And act like these little pigs didn't come from this brick house 


(Chorus)
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two


Get off the stage, smack your crew 
Real friends wouldn't let you act like a fool 
Your beats go "fa, fa, foof" 
And your girlfriend pretends that she don't even know you 
In your late twenties, ain't making any money 
Like an overweight ballerina, sad and funny 
We all think you so damn wild 
The way y'all still rock that talent show style 
No one's impressed with your extended set 
Except your idiot friends that you scribbled on the guest list 
Just to be clear, Atmosphere in here 
If you spitting a cappella I'ma spit in your beer 


(Chorus)
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two


Ten minutes later and they still up they yapping shit 
Turn the sound down and let us read the captions kid 
You did a song that was so damn passionate 
I almost had to piss my pants when I was laughing at it 
You look so goddamn dramatic man 
Everybody pulled out their phones to call an ambulance 
Your CD-R needs a little CPR 
You makin faces like you should of played the lead guitar 
You ain't an MC, you an MC's wardrobe 
Freak of culture like a white girl with cornrows 
Go ahead and do you, don't front 
If rap is just another excuse to smoke blunts, huh 
It's alright man, get yourself a hype man 
And come take up a couple more minutes of our life span 
Twin cities, tighten up and get busy 
Got all these little piggies trynna suck on these big titties 


(Chorus)
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two
Never meant to be a part of you or you 
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two


Of one two, the one two 
Of one two, the one two 

One two, the one two 
The one two, the one two
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