Little Man lyrics

Artist  : Atmosphere 
Song : Little Man



 Send "Little Man" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [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."