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