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Yo we travel like the wind the rotten fruited plain
We travel like the blood that your brain
Atmosphere has landed, demandin we raise the curve
Expand the kingdom, all heads of the

Once in a while one has the heart to approach us
But usually comes up close, he didn't 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, that the case
Go find yourself a
I take of your flawsand climb into yo drawers
Now didit your jaws
When it dropped and hit the
It shot, thats why they keep me
the basement alot
Letting me out jus to eat and
And ever so often jus to me fit
They gimme a new mc to rip to
Grip neck, release is out of the question
Maybe theyll let me out if I a good impression
So don't make it personal when I flush me through your vains
Consider youself a big part of that mc food chain
And take your spot in the with pride
die, with dignity if you let em
And when they do, I respect them,
The cure for your suffering, tell them pure
No subtle hints of substances cuttin it
I chuckle when and pride collide with judgement
Add that to your buzz and the is malfunction
No longer should I listen to your
Too coming off the deep end
it's steady, stream, and shallow
I have no for those that drop some, they all drop
Until Imma stay on top of heads like a bald spot

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

Yo I sold my car to the junk yard, couldnt fuck 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 learned how to my keys in the matter of arrogance and confidence
Contributing to my ego and accomplishments
Hes on some shit, no not yet, I'm jus follow my
I don't eat my words as often as I swallow my
Apollo is back, landed on the 4-shay, and okay
to commercials for the lowback yoplay
And I know that theres no way to say you need to hear
So I the long way to your brain and put some flavor in your ear
Like a clever on cantalope, leave your plans at hope
On the shoudler with the carcasses for those skilled smart-asses
coming clear to the ?runway to entertain?
?blast the bag? and up all the brains