Atmosphere
The Muah On Your Cheek
[Verse 1: The Grouch]
Well what's better than a motherfuckin' taco
Not a damn, you're not a man if you can't control your shadow
I love to share, yes sir, got better with every battle
I'm not talkin' rap, I'm riding life without a saddle
Bare back so we can feel it, feel it with every nerve
Grouch don't do regrets, they want breath on every verse
When I was in sixth grade learned how to show my words
Now I'm on that high-grade natural water birth
My daughter's almost 15, I'm still 25
I always had those big dreams, they're still the fuck alive
Somеtimes I ride my bike and think about lovе
She'd never ride my love and think about bikes
Tattoo on my arm now, Rio said that your body's a vessel
Plus you'll get more girls, my child, God bless you
My style's mine thank you, a wild card find
In a pile of mess I got it dialed now finally
I'm conscious of myself that ain't the same as self-conscious
Just cause you rich don't mean you wealthy, that's nonsense

[Verse 2: Slug]
Until the end of time
I'm probably tryin' to find a way to climb inside you
To hide from the demons in the storms
Keep me in your prayers
Protect me with your warmth
Let me take a bath in ya
Baptize me
I want to be lathered up in your good bacteria
Every time I'm near
It's appearance is in the figure of divine feminine
Holy spirit mother superior
Let me be your passenger
Take me on a voyage
I'm so enamored with ya
I'm voiceless
Even with your mask on
I recognize the joy of when you cracked the code
And realized your antidote
To counteract the poison
She said life is brief
Let's try to treat it like there's time to dream
That's when I woke up from my sleep
Then first I put the brush to my teeth
Then put the muah on your cheek
[Outro: Slug]
Until the end of time
Until the end of time