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[Chorus] Yo we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we raise the curve Expand the kingdom, all heads of the earth [Slug] Once in a great while one has the heart to approach us But usually comes up close, he didn't know who it was The name travels further than the face He did not recognize the profile Only saw an mc for him to waste but no child, that ain't the case Go find yourself a cause I take advantage of your flawsand climb into yo drawers Now didit damage your jaws When it dropped and hit the pavement It shot, thats why they keep me locked Underneath the basement alot Letting me out jus to eat and shit And ever so often jus to keep me fit They gimme a new mc to rip to pieces Grip their neck, release is out of the question Maybe theyll let me out if I make a good impression So please don't make it personal when I flush me through your vains Consider youself a big part of that great mc food chain And take your spot in the circle with pride SongtexteReps die, with dignity if you let em And when they do, I respect them, welcome The cure for your suffering, tell them it's pure No subtle hints of weak substances cuttin it I chuckle when evil and pride collide with judgement Add that to your buzz and the results is malfunction No longer should I listen to your babble Too many coming off the deep end Where it's steady, stream, and shallow I have no remorse for those that drop some, they all drop Until then Imma stay on top of heads like a bald spot [Chorus] We travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we raise the curve So unravel your thoughts and come across in a verse [Slug] Yo I sold my car to the junk yard, couldnt fuck with the insurance Gave me forty bucks, bought a bus card and lunch at bergins For fun I drain the essence from life forms of messes Deal with daily stresses, and keep my mic warm with message Ive learned how to hack my keys in the matter of arrogance and confidence Contributing to my ego trips and accomplishments Hes on some shit, no not yet, I'm jus follow my path I don't eat my words as often as I swallow my laugh Apollo is back, landed on the 4-shay, and everythings okay According to commercials for the lowback yoplay And I know that theres no way to say what you need to hear So I take the long way to your brain and put some flavor in your ear Like using a clever on cantalope, leave your plans at hope On the shoudler with the road-kill carcasses for those skilled smart-asses Atmosphere coming clear to the ?runway to entertain? ?blast the bag? and scoop up all the brains [Chorus - repeat 2X] Aus Songtexte Mania