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Yo we like the wind across the rotten fruited plain
We like the blood that surrounds your brain
Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we the curve
Expand the kingdom, all of the earth

Once in a great one has the heart to approach us
But usually comes up close, he know who it was
The name travels than the face
He did not recognize the
Only saw an mc for him to waste but no child, ain't the case
Go find a cause
I take advantage of flawsand climb into yo drawers
Now didit damage your
When it dropped and hit the
It shot, thats why they keep me
Underneath the basement
me out jus to eat and shit
And ever so jus to keep me fit
gimme a new mc to rip to pieces
Grip their neck, release is out of the
theyll let me out if I make a good impression
So please don't make it personal when I flush me your vains
Consider youself a big part of that mc food chain
And take your in the circle with pride
die, with dignity if you let em
And when they do, I them, welcome
The cure for your suffering, tell them it's
No subtle hints of weak cuttin it
I chuckle evil and pride collide with judgement
Add that to your buzz and the results is
No longer should I listen to your
Too many off the deep end
it's steady, stream, and shallow
I have no remorse for those that drop some, they all
Until then Imma stay on top of heads like a spot

We travel like the wind the rotten fruited plain
We travel like the blood that your brain
has landed, demandin that we raise the curve
So unravel your thoughts and come in a verse

Yo I sold my car to the junk yard, fuck with the insurance
me forty bucks, bought a bus card and lunch at bergins
For fun I drain the essence from life of messes
Deal with stresses, and keep my mic warm with message
Ive how to hack my keys in the matter of arrogance and confidence
Contributing to my ego trips and
Hes on shit, no not yet, I'm jus follow my path
I don't eat my words as often as I swallow my
is back, landed on the 4-shay, and everythings okay
According to for the lowback yoplay
And I know that no way to say what you need to hear
So I take the long way to your brain and put some in your ear
Like using a clever on cantalope, leave plans at hope
On the shoudler with the road-kill carcasses for skilled smart-asses
Atmosphere coming clear to the ?runway to
the bag? and scoop up all the brains