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I was realy depressed , when i heard this masterpiece for first time , it helped me to get over depression
Hope you’re still holding strong remember we love you
i think i love it so much because its nothing like anyotha rap song if u understand?
Anyone else get goosebumps when the intro kicks in...?
it's real in this matrix
Everytime....so it's happened at least over 100k...not kidding.
God yes. It may be impossible to get this good in terms of smoothness and chill, with that profound touch of melancholy.
Nothin like I've ever heard in my life this intro. It does stuff...
It is. Such a chill instrumental. I wish everyone could listen to this and relax. Meditate. Vibrate high.
9th grade didnt know what hip what was my friend invited me over to smoke and played this track and the rest is history
I was tripping acid one night and this song played in my head when i went to go take a piss at the local 711 at 3 in the morning.
Epic
Ha ha !!! You're a fool
fuck you dumbfuck.you like the music only when you take drugs,so fuck you.
ologus locutus try and find where your hatred lies
probably one of my favorites instrumentals. this will always bring me back to a few summers ago.
The melancholic vibes. Oh what a world...
This helped me through 15 years of major depression, big up slug. Changing lives
A rainy sunday morning, coffee and a joint :)
Yesss
Blunt*
Absoloutely.
@@user-md7tj8cz1r it sucks can't smoke anymore
The Thing about Love, is you Cant pick n Choose,
n often in life, the things u love u lose,
Cupid got his bow n arrow, n aimed at me n u,
if only I had knew, he missed u n I got 2
soundcloud.com/raps-o-d/awc-the-thing-about-love-gods
The feelings I have for this girl make me feel like she’s my wife
Hookups and people come and go like fashion
But love. Love and compassion
Never leave like your stuck in and fastened
Whatever you think about during this piece, you are on 'God's bathroom floor' (metaphorically)
One of my favorites for rainy or snowy weather. Such a serene feeling.
Still listening in 2020❤️
less n less know bout it every year, its dying, I am sad
Beautiful beat and such a perfect title.
This remains the number one, decades later it still feels so close to me. This beat is what being ok feels like
I listened to this song fried first time I like it, love from London
one of those beats u could loop for hours
respect from Ecuador.
rap for ever!
from the real to real,
you keep it real!
The beat is deep af 🔥
Only beat to really change my life in a good way
🐌🐌
Someone needs to make a homework edition for this instrumental.
+Samuel Sohlden what is a homework edition?
It is an extended loop of the song so it doesn't end. They usually last for an hour. Google nujabes homework for clarification.
+Samuel Sohlden ah thanks
+Samuel Sohlden Just right click the video twice and left click loop.
+Varnell McGee
A homework edition is also a bit different in that it cuts and loops parts in the track itself, so it isn't just a direct loop repeat.
WOW THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR UPLOADING THIS SICK TUNE!
Respect for the upload!
The power to conquer
The things that bother
The thoughts brought back by my addict father
The feelings making my bones weak and brittle
The anger inside that starts to sizzle
I’m always just stuck in the middle
The middle of dysfunction
The middle of all negative assumption
Under this ceiling there are two addicts
Two that make friction that turns to static
The good feelings that make me ecstatic
Are shadowed by the darkness in my life
I can't stop listening to this. Damn so good.
damn this is smoooth
This is so relaxing! I love it!
Here are the lyrics for anyone who wants to learn it :
head, pressure, senses, clutch
date, divinity, wouldn't fuck
touched, hazy, god change
rush floor life
from a head full of pressure
rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
it goes:
one for the cannabis
and two for your dianetics
three for your reasoning
and four for those that try to get it
five for your love
and six for the stress
and seven for the day that i climbed into this mess
from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
i'm catchin ulcers from the childproof lighters
and all of these fine-toothed fighters
that keep the wires in my head tighter
i'm tired out by the distances achieved walkin in my sleep
floors got shifted since the high got a tad too deep
ask Dad to keep cool ill call him back
as soon as i resume normal, and get out of this bathroom
and call management
seek some reimbursement
for the nerve endings that burn from the first case
from a head full of pressure
rests the senses that i clutch
made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
so fuck needles, fuck smoke, fuck lines that make the sinus choke
fuck chasers and trails, fuck raves and rails
fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
regurgitations, mandatory sentences
and UA tracing blind
my insight indulge in common sense
give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
built a tolerance now its more than i consume
and when it boards up my room the world's whores will croon in unison
unify the eulogy
autopsy pages read euthenasia i.e. irony
well here i be within a pool of my drool, sedated
windows dilated comatose life overdose
tell Jacob Miles keep it wild-style
i promise i'll smile
and check the floor, god's got nice tile
tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild-style
and i'll smile, and check the floor god's got nice tile
from a head full of pressure, rests the senses that i clutch
i made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
and i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins (X2)
head
pressure
senses
clutch
date
divinity
wouldn't
fuck
touched
hazy
god
changed
rush
floor
life...
The goodtime are over the parties have all ended
Now im covered with yuck and alcohol scented
Fuck hangovers fuck one night stands
Imma do what I can with this bottle in my hand
These pills in my pocket this blunt in my fingers
My conscious can’t stop it it only just lingers
The man on my left telling me its no going back
So with nobody to tell em right imma take it at that
I don't know, I just remember reading an interview with him and he said it was before Ant joined, and they never bothered to put it out until the Overcast EP.
This probably one of the most amazing beats I've heard
one of the worlds most relaxing beats...
I put myself in the shoes of others
I reflect through my sisters and brothers
I put my emotions under the covers
But when everyone wonders
My voice and emotions are heard like thunder
Negativity people say back shall not hinder
Because they will receive a response cold and bitter
Sharp like a blade and cold as winter
What I say will send a shiver
Down the spines of those who whisper
high af
thanks for the upload man...i'll get on this and hopefully have as video response by tomorrow.
atmosphere has inspired me to write and find the deeper meanin of me.
you could say im on a lyrical journey.
peace love and hip hop
This gives me GTA 3 ,vice City & 4 vibes so pleasant & relaxing ❤
Godly beat #Atmosphere
From my head to the pressure and the senses when I clutch I had a dance with serenity but she wouldn't let me touch
I got lost in my thoughts when the god part went crazy and I thought that I would end up being so condescending
I'm grateful for the charity I'm grateful for the paramedics, grateful for the idea that cops won't be killers either-
but we never get our way we never learn our ways stuck in the decision that life is just a haze.
As composure starts to wither
Emotions and feelings are seen much simpler
The smells and sights that trigger
Bring your knees to a quiver
The liquid that kills your liver
The herb we burn like tinder
The things that kill an addict
The things that provoke conflict
What the devil brings out dark and Romantic
I see black flowers
Killing me at my darkest hour
But the pain only gives me power
beautiful
ATMOSPHERE THE BEST
Closed eyes to center energy, open wide with bright inner chi, my might to keep on mentally, on this oddisee, of becoming something is my prophecy but probably, the only reason i aint made it yet cause i constantly am thinking, which i wind up vomiting from drinking so i can stop all that thinking, cause late nights rehearsing my rhymes, got me wandering, if what im doing and pursuing is really my, calling, i had dreams of balling, now i just have dreams of balling, people stalling, people taking shots for the top but all of them falling, they dont understand my grind mode, when i rhyme flows,
my type of lyrics...worrrd
Drew Peace
appreciate that man..
***** sick!
+Dillon I feel you hombre
+Dillon
Meh. It wasn't too bad, but the flow was just god awful
luv it
crazy that right there is just crazy...
I was actually gunna re-record that song along with my rendition of gods bathroom floor. Im really glad you liked em and im real grateful for the extra motivation you gave me to do so. I'll have more material real soon so nice move subbing me. (:
as we walk briskly through the insurrection of painting…… the sands of time swallows our minds faintly…. forgetfulness of all times cry’d… let soul reign king for emotional pride…..road to happiness is somewhat deprived…. no steps… teleport to the top or dwell in the depths.
M(Chorus) Do I live do I die. Do I speak do I lie, do I fight to survive,.....America, the land of the great, where everybody's equal, and no1 will hate.......
I'm standing straight up but the surface seems slanted, I planted my rhymes and they landed,
timeless
Yeah if you can find THAT place. Peace and beauty. You realize how f#$%ing amazing this Life is...
OMG I LOVE YOU FOR UPLOAD THIS THANK YOU MUCH!!!!
A wolf among sheep
a lion amongst the antileop
I'm the sickness the antidote
The serious man that cracks a joke
My life's a painting that I purchased at the thrift store
After I frame it'll mean a little more
This Is Logic . . . . It's ATMOSPHERE !
QUALITY.
Bubble gum love
this is her favorite song, the favorite song of my favorite person, her imperfections make her perfect, she makes me stop watch adapt and keep learning, no more crashing and burning and tossing and turning, lips that drip honey be yourself your so lovely, shes married but my feelings wont very or change at all, maybe i strange deranged because im sure to fall, face hits the tile but i cant shake this smile so ill wait for awhile, shes 28 funny great, i love her style, im so torn its fucking wild
❤❤❤
ive never had to free anything i love until now.
we spent a lotta time hoping things would work out.
you played yourself. as slug would say
im happy clouds rolled in. youre mad the sun went away.
polar opposites dont push away
Reveries 0300 Hours song to this beat Fire!!!!
And it starts all with the movement of the pen,
And it begins with the mind wondering again,
Night after night, wondering will it ever end?
Who knows only some know that wind blows,
before a storm and thats the truth though,
Whos broke? half the nation, so its daily struggle that im facin',
mind contemplation, focusing on one thing in his mind with no alteration,
succes and failures fear , no one dares to come near, With a child born so obscure ,
His mind only allows him to run on fear.
Dope Shit!!!
Atmosphere used to be called Alkoholiks.. Bet no body knew that. Thank you guys.. You really deserve more xx
that is not true at all. not one member of atmosphere was in alkaholiks, nor vice versa. they are both separate groups.
I'm sitting here like, where'd it all go
The past to the future, my memories are futile
The messages are bold, but the actions really told..
I keep my mind in line through daytime,
until the Rager decides it's his time to shine
He's walking blind, with a black future in 'is sight
I just hope he wakes up to realize, This is the point of life..
I smoke to this
Maaannnn!
Yo I guess the times change just like your perspective, nothin stays the same so my brain I protect it, I waited in vain till my style was selected, perfected, yo Hip-hops infected, neglected and takin for granted,
I grafff to this.
Let me take a sip just to throw it up
I swear this shit here the bomb I want to blow it up
What you got in that bag you need to roll it up
The bottle I got here I can barely hold it up
To ease the pain this gives me a slight hope
I got to balance this shit like im on tight rope
Trying to look on the bright side but the light broke
You ain’t never partied if you ain’t partied with white folks
The confidence of tolerance makes me know I can take more
They give me compliments on my common sense but really what for
I’m loosing consciousness as a consequence as the liquor pour
So my incompetence look prominent as im on the floor
And as I snore there a war going on inside my head
I don’t care what my life got in store I’ll rather die instead
And as dream and wake up there’s a feeling of being sad
The dreams in which im dying are the best I ever had
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Chorus:
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess
CHORUS
(Slug):
I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits
CHORUS
(Slug):
So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
CHORUS
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...
My rhymes might be off-beat, and a little out of time,
but it's fine, I just try to satiate my inner minds' eye.
Sometimes, cats will point and laugh at my lines, like "Nope!"
I don't understand it, I think my style's pretty dope.
Doesn't matter, i'd rather tune out all the outside chatter,
supplant my craft, by smoking lots and lots of plant matter.
I rhyme simple, and slow, but still got the flow,
like magma streams, straight out of a volcano, or like a bottle of Draino,
smooth as silk, yet still dangerous, forreal,
no matter how well the danger is concealed.
Lay hidden, 'til they reveal my true ceiling, not a movie star,
but OK, with playing the role of super villain. Until then, i'll be chillin',
rocking out on vocals from Slug, and tracks from Mr. Dibbs, then.
John Klemmer humbling love
well idk thats just my opinion, we all have diff tast but at the end of the day, we can agree with one of the most dopest instrumentals from ant!
Times go by like the clouds in the sky/
And I ask myself why do I continue/
On a quest for my peace of the pie tryna' get a booking at venues/
Write my rhymes and read between the lines/
Utilize my mind and soul to define my goals/
My ambitions and dreams/
Though sometimes my doubts scream/
I push them behind the scenes and continue upon my road of destiny/
Lifelong prophecy awaiting fulfillment/
I'm only seventeen but I have a drastic need to repent/
Throwing up injustice on Gods bathroom floor
The best 3:54 s of my life, i falled overdose when i heard this song, beautiful :')
nice train.
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😍
yo, I need to stand up, fight for what i believe, I need to grip life. Even if its slippery .. grab and never release .i love pain. Ill make it obvious. just listen deep, I never sleep. Its hard to speak. Im always choked up.. Every time i eat, I just throw up. im a joke. Its time to grow up, Before i blow up. uhhh
Yo. Memories i keep deep inside my thoughts. Gun in my hand its set, ready to be cocked. Click.... Bang. Goodbye to the rain. Emotions. Im not emotional.. im just hopless.
I skate to this
ye joey!!!!!!
lo que quiero decir es que cada quien asume las cosas de forma distinta
manpower
@drumforlife720 DUDE it makes the song amazing.
Sometimes it’s hard to speak sometimes it’s hard to listen sometimes it’s hard to be I know the pain you been in…feel no way pay-ing you interest and feel it’s not your business when you feel your lacking vision it’s like your soul is stuck inside detention
I get it.
That's crazy. Logic sampled this on midnight marauder.
@xTurtlePower Fresh same here. Great minds think alike.
VAMOS A ROBAR
lol nice!
This is a great song and I'm happy to hear that you had some fun too it, however it sux that you only last 3 minutes.
Solitude in public.
you got us all laughing
Oh my actual god.
Yes?
Darien Clyke
Thanks
this is amazing... who produced this?
Since 2010
@NecKClippA
Anthony Davis aka A.N.T
underated producer for sure
Lost souls on broken down bikes:
Wearing Soft souled nikes;
That just don’t quite fit right;
Then the sirens start at night;
Seems like its time for the abusers to take flight;
Inject the false sense of right;
till the line of right n wrong closes off so tight;
something like a tourniquet;
and naw many aint concerned with it;
shattered glass in alley ways;
next to shattered dreams that couldn’t find their way;
in this place do not hesitate;
or you’ll be lyin on the ground next to a sewer grate
aww hold up its another fallen soulja
and y I feel I just can't do it sober
Mary Jane like foldgers in my cup
you ask how me how
it's the best part of waking up theres days I feel stuck other times I shine one thing bout this life u can't press rewind so live it to the fullest u only have one try I was looking to the Lord to be my guide whenever I drift my gift not
as potent
Stress made this beat.
Slow this down to 0.5 and light one up
+Crooked T Great suggestion actually
+Crooked T Sounds shit XD best at normal lol
try normal speed and burn a blunt. 10/10
O.D to this shit, no substance abuse
Mmmm i'm the 100.000. Perfect bass for relax