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Watch Out Lyrics & Chords By Atmosphere

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One little, two little, three little indie rap
Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all...
It goes watch out!

Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack Tripper and those well stoned bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never had dreadlocks
Instead I got an army full of women screaming Headshots!

I guess that explains it, don't it
She started to make a mark but it came apart
That's what you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the kitty litter
Let's watch a rapper get bitter like the city winter

What the fuck you thinkin'!?
You frustrated or something? Did you have a bad week?
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shitting on me is so 2002, Bitch!

Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off
Whoever put your record out must have needed write-offs
Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in the A's of your iPod

Watch out!
When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down

Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes)

Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground

Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town

Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause the bass sounds ridiculous
And nowadays, every body's biting Tupac
So fuck it, I'ma stand over here and do the moonwalk

Besides police, I've got no beef
Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth
A cargo van and some Ant beets
Enough rap to slap you to last week

Caught between the vice and the advice
Drunk, walking out in traffic just to fly kites
Time out, the free-style rhyme out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics

And when the smoke clears, you won't be able to suck dick
Like you did as a teenage slut trick
And with a mat on his grill, he asks "Who the fuck are you?"
Don't worry man, someday I'ma be nobody too

Watch out!
When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down

Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes)

Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground

Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town

Look, I understand your hate
When I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J
Then he started making records for the girls and shit
So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it away

I stole moves from KRS-One
A little Big Daddy Cane and some DJ Run
And then we took our life and made it into a song
And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on

It's the B-I-G D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N
He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump, guess he waitin'?
For what? I don't know, but who wanna come with me?
I got at least one more tool with me

So criticize me, or idolize me
Study from a distance or stand right beside me
It don't matter, just act like I know
And watch your back on the beat and get sacked at the free-throw

Watch out!
When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down

Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about(It goes)

Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground

Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town

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