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

Once in a great while one has the to approach us
But usually up close, he didn't know who it was
The name travels further the face
He did not the profile
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 and hit the pavement
It shot, thats why they keep me
Underneath the alot
me out jus to eat and shit
And so often jus to keep me fit
They a new mc to rip to pieces
Grip neck, release is out of the question
theyll let me out if I make a good impression
So please don't make it personal when I me through your vains
Consider youself a big part of that great mc food
And take your spot in the circle with
die, with dignity if you let em
And when do, I respect them, welcome
The cure for your suffering, tell it's pure
No hints of weak substances cuttin it
I when evil and pride collide with judgement
Add that to buzz and the results is malfunction
No longer should I listen to babble
Too coming off the deep end
Where it's steady, stream, and
I no remorse for those that drop some, they all drop
Until then Imma stay on top of heads a bald spot

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
So unravel your and come across in a verse

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