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I have to admit that I’m one of those hip hop fans that likes hooks.  Tracks that are all flow and no hook tend to lose my attention quickly, unless the artist has a unique ryhthm to their lyric. 

Atmosphere grabbed me because they’re brats.  Comprised of Slug, Ant, Spawn and Mr. Dibbs, formed in Minneapolis in 1994, these guys have already got six LPs under their belt. The content ranges from comical to political.

The Bass and the Movement
The Jackpot/Swept Away

Some lyrics from the Jackpot:

I gotta pay the phone bill, scrape off the roadkill, hold still
here’s another girl acting like king of the mole hill.
Yo step with stride i got this pet named pride
and i’ma-hide him in my pocket til the day that i die
now i got this pet peeve that i only let out to eat
poked hole on the top of the jar so he can breath
and when he’s old enough i will set him free and let him breed,
teach his kids how to build bombs and shoot speed.
true indeed i’m all about the lines around the block
the good times hiphop and writing rhymes about my cock
so fuck the world fuck love fuck man and you
i hope you drown face down in your dandruff shampoo