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Atmosphere, the rap duo from Rhymesayers, gave us a interesting video today via Youtube. “Blotter Acid Reflux Syndrome” is a complicated name to begin with, but a dope song with a strange video.
I think the song is about tripping, everything about the song portrays a trip. Acid gives you a trip, so I’m guessing its about tripping. Or it could be completely random stuff like barflies fucking which brings about the contemplations of life. Only random thoughts like that happen while tripping, or completely high off some shit. So, its totally about tripping.
The song and lyrics themselves are chill. It would be a chill tripping experience if you were just listening to the song, following along with the story, grooving out as the hippies would say.
That is until you watched the crazy ass video Atmosphere released today. . It starts you off with one of those old timey news pieces about the dangers of drugs and so forth. We’ve seen it before. Then the beat drops, and you get pushed directly into brain surgery violin man, Silence of the Lambs, and some Two Girls one Cup shit. What the f.
Come on, Atmosphere! How you gonna send these fucked up people through a trip like that! Gliding through the clouds one second and then bap, soft serve brain juice in a to-go cup, yes please.
Anyhow, the songs cool. Go check it out. According to their website, Atmosphere has a new album due out on 10/30/2020. Stay on the Look out for The Day Before Halloween from Atmosphere.
Lyrics
I got so much trouble on my
Ay, ay, ay-ay, ay
Yesterday I saw two houseflies going at it in the bathroom
Like a couple of barflies
It was disgusting but not ’cause of the fucking
It’s just a random thought I had that everyone’s an offspring of
A whole lotta bacteria
Staining on the rocky banks of Lake Superior
Tried to watch the weather, keep a finger on the artery
Stop pretending that you ain’t left the party with a part of me
I believe you’re from the future and you came back to waste me
But I think you probably won’t ’cause you like me
We in the shadow of the shade of the moonlight
Let’s say goodnight while it’s still a goodnight, aight?
I’m feeling like maybe it’s getting closer to closing time
Lock the door, flip over the sign
And I’ve got so much trouble on my mindI’m spilling my bottle up on your table
I’m as willing and able as a tornado
I wear it like the heart you tattooed to your sleeve
You tear it all apart to gather what you need
Stop all the madness
Box up the fragments
Stick a book of stamps to the top of the package
Say please deliver this to the previous owner
I wrote my name up in the corner and the S was a cobra
Mix up the ingredients, how I showed ya
You probably think I’m an idiot though, don’t ya?
Never thought I’d grow to be anything more
Than just another [?] being told to “shut up, soldier”
Looking over your shoulder before stepping over the line
I could turn the water in your toilet bowl into wine
And I’ve got so much trouble on my mindI can’t help but to think back back before the shrink wrap
Back before the soundman was sabotaged with feedback
All I wanted was to be a part of something larger
Than
The sum of the parts, my dog’s a bark at the sharks
And it’s my darkest parts that seem to get all the shine
It’s when I start my departure then I remember the rhyme
It goes “I got so much trouble”, oh, nevermind
Refuse to lose
Lyrically Rap 
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