Atmosphere’s Paint It Gold ep.8 (Video)

why did they keep going? it would have been kinda cute to stop at 7, right? wearing out our welcome? i know you haven’t been holding your breath, waiting. but i’m gonna at least pretend that you are my friend. here it is. episode 8. thank you for all of the support. it means a lot to us. and i know that you know that i mean that. i love you so bad. – s

One week left until When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold.

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~ by Shake on April 15, 2008.

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5 Responses to “Atmosphere’s Paint It Gold ep.8 (Video)”

  1. that dude slug is a trip, ha.

    this gold shit right here, The Roots, and The Black Keys are the albums gettin copped this month of April.

  2. Shake..
    Totally Random Q,
    Have You Heard Of Qwel (Chicago)
    or.. Typical Cats (Chi)
    Just Wonderin’,.. Write Back Or Not, It’s All Good.

  3. See Qwels way past math to drop techs on future prospects
    Never got toys like Christmas in the projects
    You rock sets is play this dude braggin’ you aint famous
    Tighter than vacuums and gets looser than faggots anus
    Doper emcees none existent like RuPaul’s clit is
    Cant tell if your dick or pussy like topless infants
    Couldn’t spit sick ‘ish kid lickin’ your cold sores
    And leave you scared to drop shit like school stalls with no doors
    Wonder how this fucker whispers thunder sounds
    Your fly like crippled Ostrich’s I scare heads underground
    And break it down like midget B-boys screamin’ mathematics
    When style switches faster than faggots rockin’ their thongs backwards
    Ask if I’ll kill your career with one verse
    You couldn’t beat me to death if I let you jump first
    He’s a pussy on the low don’t fuck with Philippine cuisine
    Deeper than Mexican philosophy and Chevy submarines
    What’s he mean I think he means your whack beat
    In fact I’m harder to catch than hailin’ taxis with black peeps
    Get in your ass so fast shit scabs when the cops come
    Guilty as charged blowin’ minds like Shanno(?) with shotguns
    Hold nuts like padded rooms whack raps cant plead insanity
    Just cause I stand over you don’t mean you understand me
    Man please I’m way to fucking dope to be this humble
    And knock you out the frame like Christmas pictures with your drunk uncle
    Like fuck Qwel and his whole team those irrelevant flows
    I’m diggin’ in the crates and these (?????) on telephone poles
    Hope I might choke your as whack as you white jokes
    The only cat to drop lines like Samoans on tight ropes
    Motherfuckers can’t even respond what can he say
    Cause after the battle he’s more like yo I ain’t wanna win anyway
    And Qwel ain’t shit like I ain’t lose he ain’t even rappin’ right
    Damn right I’m an asshole you pussies ain’t even half as tight
    To and fro fluid flow you know I’m splittin’ speakers
    Try pressin’ promos on boomerangs them shits is cheaper

  4. Haha,
    Props Man.
    Qwel’s The Dopest Emcee.

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