Atmosphere Less One Lyrics

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my rights my left
Less one just might lose breath

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my rights my left
Less one, just might lose breath

A routine stop, that's what he called it
Registration, glove box, license, wallet
There's blood on the driver's face and neck
So his police senses suspect its a domestic
Girl look like she took one to the eye
With his hand on his gun he say "drop the keys outside"
Naturally the gentleman asked him why
Now the gun's comin out the holster
That's his reply
Passenger seat starts to scream
Like she ain't never seen the same thing on the tv screen
"Ma'am, shut your m____fuckin mouth.
Sir may I suggest that you unbuckle and get out."
Door opens, left leg touch down
Within a split second upper torso is on the ground
Like g______ you coulda snapped his spine
Pig's knee to the back, hogtied by the swine
Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears
And the driver's on the concrete, yellin and swearin
Officer got a little bit lost in the zone
It all took him back to childhood, home sweet home

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my rights my breath
Less one, just might lose breath

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me,
Less one,

Doesn't understand the reasonin, for being lenient
And won't give you the chance for anything but obedience
He got that from his drunk old man
Heavy-fisted bag of p___ used to throw those hands
That's why he never goes easy on kids
He's got his own kids now, he knows exactly how it is now
Last week he caught his son smokin speed
So if you meet you might catch a couple broken teeth
Sometimes it can get so intense
Profilin type who likes to put his d___ in his princess
Used to be hippies, then it was black dudes
Now she only fools around with losers with tattoos
Well f___ 'em all, get on the ground dirt ball
And sing hymns for the sins that protect and serve y'all
Peace disturbed, eat that curb
Or you're lookin down a barrel of steel made of nerves
Puts his life into his work
Then work back into life
So wife thinks he's a jerk
Ain't no tellin what those boots might do
If she leaves him for someone that looks like you

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my rights my lefts
Less one, just might lose breath

Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my rights my lefts
Less one, just might lose breath

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