Atmosphere - Little Man Lyrics






[Verse 1]
Dear Jacob
I won't take up too much of you time
I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on
And that's fine
Just gimme a second to empty my face
Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase
I've been watching you man
I'm proud of you man
You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can
I know you understand
Why I go out of town
I also know my days are colder when you're not around
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact
That daddy never lived inside the same shack
And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit
It's what I get
I'm convinced it's my punishment
For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar
In some city with some people I don't know
For all the times that the lines on your face
Reminded me of the days before the dagonflies escaped
It trips me out how you pick up all my traits
From the way that you spit to the fists that you make
I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy
Daddy learned that from you
You're supposed to learn that from daddy
I can't teach much when it comes to women
I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the engine
You're doing good little man thats all I really meant
I love you
You're my best friend, thanks for listening

[Verse 2]
Dear Craig
What up bones? How it goes?
Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old
Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine
Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash
And other times today feels too much like the past
Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight
A child wonderin'
Why your life just ain't alright?
What's the violence about? Why's it in my house?
And even the memories are turned up too loud
Yeah, I got some issues in my head
Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you
I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now
But your little man justs wants you to listen now
I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations
All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience
I can't trust 'em
And they're not much help
When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
What pride, fists, and words just might do?
I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you
I've never hit a woman
I won't do coke
And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man

[Verse 3]
Dear Sean
What's goin' on?
Not much to say
Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today
I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises
How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders
So you let your paranoia place your bets for you
Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice
Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise
The only women that love you are fans and family
Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly
No heavy rotation
In any location
You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it
Singin' for these kids you don't know
When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone
Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world
Another drunk hotel bedroom corner, curled up like a naked fetus
Come and save him Jesus
Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas
Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done
And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone
Your son says, "Hi dad."
Your dad says, "Whats up?"
And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, "Good luck."





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  1. P.... F....

    youtube is really getting greedy with the ads. how long until we have to watch the same amount of ADS as playback of songs. Love slug though.

  2. G.... ....

    I have no fcking idea why his songs dont get more views. I love his songs

  3. S.... G....

    https://www.facebook.com/indieraps/

  4. a.... h....

    When you You know😶😶😶😶😶

  5. D.... 9....

    Dear Jacob
    I won't take up too much of you time
    I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on
    And that's fine
    Just gimme a second to empty my face
    Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase
    I've been watching you man
    I'm proud of you man
    You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can
    I know you understand
    Why I go out of town
    I also know my days are colder when you're not around
    Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact
    That daddy never lived inside the same shack
    And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit
    It's what I get
    I'm convinced it's my punishment
    For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar
    In some city with some people I don't know
    For all the times that the lines on your face
    Reminded me of the days before the dagonflies escaped
    It trips me out how you pick up all my trait
    From the way that you spit to the fists that you make
    I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy
    Daddy learned that from you
    You're supposed to learn that from daddy
    I can't teach much when it comes to women
    I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the ine
    You're doing good little man thats all I really meant
    I love you
    You're my best friend, thanks for listening
    Dear Craig
    What up bones? How it goes?
    Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old
    Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine
    Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
    Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
    And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
    Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash
    And other times today feels too much like the past
    Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight
    A child wonderin'
    Why your life just ain't alright?
    What's the violence about? Why's it in my house?
    And even the memories are turned up too loud
    Yeah, I got some issues in my head
    Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you
    I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now
    But your little man justs wants you to listen now
    I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations
    All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience
    I can't trust 'em
    And they're not much help
    When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
    What pride, fists, and words just might do?
    I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you
    I've never hit a woman
    I won't do coke
    And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man
    Dear Sean
    What's goin' on?
    Not much to say
    Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today
    I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises
    How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
    Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders
    So you let your paranoia place your bets for you
    Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice
    Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise
    The only women that love you are fans and family
    Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly
    No heavy rotation
    In any location
    You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
    Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
    Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it
    Singin' for these kids you don't know
    When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone
    Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world
    Another drunk hotel bedroom corner
    curled up like a naked fetus
    Come and save him Jesus
    Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas
    Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done
    And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone
    Your son says, "Hi dad.
    Your dad says, "Whats up?"
    And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, "Good luck.

  6. C.... H....

    Shawn has that way of speaking from the heart where most are just silent. He never spits to stay relevant. Was Mr.Dibbs the DJ on this album? The music on this track is just awesome. Atmosphere is underrated writing some of the best music that should be considered classic hip hop Staples.

  7. A.... M....

    I think of this song everyday "I get this pain in my stomach, I'm convinced it's my punishment..."
    3years 6 months sober last week

  8. A.... M....

    Best song ever......

  9. C.... B....

    Happy b-day Mikey.

  10. S.... H....

    Yo America- can any of you recommend more artists like this??

  11. D.... C....

    Very good Slug. He held his own when Eyedea took off. Few took that honor.

  12. H.... N....

    Fighting with ya girl like it’s you against the world

  13. H.... N....

    I’m afraid of my fate don’t wanna turn out like you

  14. m.... p....

    if I was a rapper this is the rap I would hace written

  15. K.... ....

    I've watched grown men weep like a baby over this song. You're not the only ones...

  16. M.... E....

    Made me stop and think. Thanks

  17. D.... W....

    You're my best friend thx for listening.

  18. M.... B....

    This song is so deep... Mmmm

  19. J.... J....

    Dear jaycob

  20. J.... J....

    Jaycob love you baby boy

  21. l.... g....

    Long time secz I listened smooth.

  22. J.... J....

    love you jaycob

  23. D.... C....

    Played this cd on repeat years ago
    Never got boring

  24. s.... ....

    This goes out to my pops

  25. B.... N....

    “ How’s the love how’s the music how’s the self abusiveness “ letters from my dad

  26. B.... N....

    What’s the violence about whys it in my house

  27. B.... N....

    “Daddy learned that from you ,you’re supposed to learn that from daddy “ hits home 💔

  28. R.... N....

    "Little Man"

    Dear Jacob
    I won't take up too much of you time
    I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on
    And that's fine
    Just gimme a second to empty my face
    Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase
    I've been watching you man
    I'm proud of you man
    You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can
    I know you understand
    Why I go out of town
    I also know my days are colder when you're not around
    Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact
    That daddy never lived inside the same shack
    And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit
    It's what I get
    I'm convinced it's my punishment
    For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar
    In some city with some people I don't know
    For all the times that the lines on your face
    Reminded me of the days before the dagonflies escaped
    It trips me out how you pick up all my traits
    From the way that you spit to the fists that you make
    I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy
    Daddy learned that from you
    You're supposed to learn that from daddy
    I can't teach much when it comes to women
    I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the engine
    You're doing good little man thats all I really meant
    I love you
    You're my best friend, thanks for listening


    Dear Craig
    What up bones? How it goes?
    Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old
    Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine
    Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
    Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
    And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
    Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash
    And other times today feels too much like the past
    Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight
    A child wonderin'
    Why your life just ain't alright?
    What's the violence about? Why's it in my house?
    And even the memories are turned up too loud
    Yeah, I got some issues in my head
    Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you
    I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now
    But your little man justs wants you to listen now
    I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations
    All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience
    I can't trust 'em
    And they're not much help
    When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
    What pride, fists, and words just might do?
    I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you
    I've never hit a woman
    I won't do coke
    And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man


    Dear Sean
    What's goin' on?
    Not much to say
    Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today
    I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises
    How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
    Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders
    So you let your paranoia place your bets for you
    Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice
    Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise
    The only women that love you are fans and family
    Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly
    No heavy rotation
    In any location
    You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
    Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
    Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it
    Singin' for these kids you don't know
    When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone
    Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world
    Another drunk hotel bedroom corner, curled up like a naked fetus
    Come and save him Jesus
    Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas
    Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done
    And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone
    Your son says, "Hi dad."
    Your dad says, "Whats up?"
    And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, "Good luck."

  29. S.... t....

    Dad showed me this after what he and myself have been through along with my sis but it had been one of those dad and son moments, hits pretty hard and I know his point of view of me

  30. C.... D....

    Yesterday was my favorite Atmosphere jam since I lost my dad when I was little, but now that I'm a dad of a beautiful five month old named Theodore, this takes the spot. Thanks Slug <3 For always helping me through shit.

  31. J.... ....

    Chills like crazy

  32. W.... U....

    "Just give me a second to empty my face, before i go on the road again and try to win this paper chase. I've been watching you man, I'm proud of you man. You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can." Gets me every time :'( on the bus right now going back to the twin cities. I miss you already papa. At least you're still alive. You're my best freind thanks for listening

  33. D.... T....

    How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
    Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders
    So you let your paranoia place your bets for you

    Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice
    Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise
    The only women that love you are fans and family
    Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly

    No heavy rotation
    In any location
    You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
    Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
    Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it

    Singin' for these kids you don't know
    When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone
    Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world

  34. k.... m....

    Hardest personal diss ever.

  35. M.... K....

    How's the love, how's the music, how's the self-abusiveness, got a lot lose, it's wreckin' your shoulders.......

    My life right now...I'm so sorry for all the people that I hurt..

    M.... K....

    Forgiveness is one of the most beautiful things in this life. Tell them you can do it

  36. D.... ....

    love isnt love if you didnt hurt someone. unreal slug

  37. x.... C....

    Every line hits home bruh! 😭

  38. T.... H....

    "Hey, we're Root"

    Fuck off, I don't care I'm jammin

  39. L.... B....

    For everyone lost in memories wit they pops, go listen to yesterday
    by atmosphere.

    L.... B....

    Yea if i knew my father

  40. L.... B....

    Slug made this one deep man. Poured straight from the soul.

  41. S.... V....

    My ribs got tickled for being a jackass

  42. c.... ....

    this song reminds me of my little brothers lol i love them so much. wish i was a better older brother

  43. E.... V....

    We be good

  44. J.... J....

    That’s me and my little jaycob

  45. t.... ....

    I’ve never related to a song so much in my life. I can put this on repeat and never get sick of it.

    Growing up in a broken home, this shit hits home!

  46. B.... R....

    Talented as fuck. It's a shame Atmosphere doesn't get more recognition.

  47. E.... Z....

    So glad my dad raised me right.. And when I find someone to have children with I can be the best dad ever.. Fuck I'm gonna be a cool old man :)

  48. b.... f....

    the lyrics are so real

  49. S.... ....

    Feel this

  50. S.... S....

    i would put this in my playlist but the silence on the end is too long so rip

  51. H.... o....

    Great track

  52. H.... K....

    Rappers: turn your criticism on yourself once in a while. Works for Slug.

  53. B.... ....

    These lyrics are absurdly on point. I don't even have a child. Fire.

  54. M.... H....

    Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
    And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
    Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash
    And other times today feels too much like the past

  55. R.... N....

    as a father of 3 in a toxic marraige this kills me

    R.... N....

    As a kid of divorced parents.. stay in it for the kids. Im sure its hard but you have to give them an example of love.

  56. k.... ....

    you could never lose it.

  57. T.... ....

    FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG I Got this album around when fight night round 3 came out

  58. A.... R....

    Atmosphere is a dope dude... Flip that beat bro..

  59. Q.... &....

    The reason why Slug isn't more famous is because the majority of the population is too retarded to understand his lyrics. Fame needs to be dumbed down, like Post Malone.

  60. j.... n....

    I used to listen to this song hard out. It perfectly summed up my feelings and negative self image of myself as a Father - but the song ended before answering how to break out of that place. I found this song after going back to listening to Dead Prez. I embrace the worst of who I am but this song helped me to cultivate the knowledge of my self to reclaim my strength. Sharing in case there is anyone else here who is in that same cycle of self abuse. I have people who rely on me, maybe you do too. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnqtjNKEGZQ

  61. j.... h....

    of course the video with the best sound quality has a two minute gap of silence.

  62. T.... G....

    I love takitos cuh and this song as well cuh

  63. l.... w....

    "sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast. And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed" *sick*

  64. A.... S....

    Sean this is your perfect song..

  65. A.... A....

    We trippin on shrooms asf, first time, the fuck is he sat on?

  66. D.... H....

    Cat’s in the Cradle 2.0: The Baby Boomer’s Kids.

    D.... H....

    That really is an incredible comment. Hell ya.

  67. N.... M....

    So im guessing this is a song to his son , his dad and to himself? Fucking genius....best rapper/poet out there

  68. s.... s....

    I've only grown and held love with your company from the beginning ad a pupil, if you call it that. Held in a corner in a bubble I wished for nothing but the feeling, but I don't don't need to tell you. Eligh already spilled the beans. Put on blast from zero to 100. Not my style. Scared of abandonment, and all that other distinction shit. All I needed was fam. But if I called you my friend then you should have already knew.

  69. J.... W....

    # The valentine' day massacre of 1990's, by Philadelphia

  70. J.... W....

    RIP Delores Widgins,

    THE DIME FINALLY LOOKS GOOD ON THAT BUZZARD TO HADES,

  71. D.... S....

    Welcome to real hiphop my children

  72. M.... S....

    this one hit home

  73. C.... R....

    It should have over a million veiws

  74. J.... D....

    "Love isn't love if you ain't hurt someone"

    fuck

  75. I.... G....

    who wanna sniff my ass

  76. I.... G....

    who wanna meet up

  77. I.... G....

    who still listening to this in 2018

  78. e.... m....

    2018 and pregnant with my first child. This song comforts me for some reason when I’m lost in thought.

    e.... m....

    I hope you and your baby are doing well in 2019!

    e.... m....

    Brenda's gotta baby- Tupac
    Much love I'm sure you'll kill it as a mom

  79. j.... ....

    Dear ryan , sorry we never saw eye to eye and you never trusted me.... 2:50

  80. S.... L....

    So much love for my brother, thanks for playing Dad man, I’m proud of you man

  81. M.... G....

    And yet Migos have 100 millions views.... I want the art!

  82. M.... P....

    I remember seeing slug twise hes great and has great stage presents 😁😏

  83. m.... o....

    My son's called Jacob, I aint seen him for 2 years now. I love and miss him

  84. C.... S....

    Another classic, he put this beat to some good

  85. N.... ....

    beat has a Diplomats sound to it. Nice job Ant

  86. B.... T....

    Surprised it's still not over 150 mil like these songs these days it's okay to keep it a secret though Still after all these years. Atmosphere stay blessed my dude 🙌🙌✌✌

  87. f.... w....

    Sometimes i get this pain in my stomach's pit it's what i get I'm convinced its my punishment!

  88. G.... ....

    God damn slug goes in so fucking hard

  89. P.... R....

    TITE reflection RAP. Big fan and feeling IT SLUG, Slick beat and samples ANT

  90. s.... i....

    Singing for these kids...when you should be home with your own..

  91. S.... 1....

    Ant and Slug are both masters of their craft, and this song clearly displays it. My favorite song and probably always will be. Keep pushing Atmosphere.

  92. V.... A....

    Dope music poet powerful good Listen wow deep

  93. N.... S....

    First time in a minute I've listened to 6:50 long song and thought it was short.

    N.... S....

    Nicholas Spencer It's 4:08. Guess you didn't listen through the whole thing.

  94. A.... S....

    who am i - julz ... god damn ant you a fuckin genius

  95. t.... ....

    R O M E R C I A L

  96. h.... ....

    Keep it 90s all the time every time