Yo we like the wind across the rotten fruited plain We travel like the blood that surrounds your has landed, demandin that we raise 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 didn't who it was The name travels than the face He did not the profile Only saw an mc for him to waste but no child, that the case Go yourself a cause I take advantage of your flawsand climb into yo Now didit your jaws When it and hit the pavement It shot, thats why keep me locked the basement alot Letting me out jus to eat and And so often jus to keep me fit They gimme a new mc to rip to Grip neck, release is out of the question Maybe let me out if I make a good impression So please make it personal when I flush me through your vains Consider a big part of that great mc food chain And take your spot in the with pride die, with dignity if you let em And when do, I respect them, welcome The cure for your suffering, tell them pure No subtle hints of weak substances it I chuckle when evil and pride with judgement Add that to your buzz and the is malfunction No longer should I listen to babble Too coming off the deep end Where it's steady, stream, and I have no for those that drop some, they all drop Until then Imma stay on top of like a bald spot
We travel like the wind across the rotten fruited We travel the blood that surrounds your brain Atmosphere has landed, that we raise the curve So unravel your thoughts and come 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 from life of messes Deal daily stresses, and keep my mic warm with message Ive how to hack my keys in the matter of arrogance and confidence to my ego trips and accomplishments Hes on some shit, no not yet, I'm jus my path 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 lowback And I know that theres no way to say you need to hear So I take the long way to your brain and put some in your ear Like a clever on cantalope, leave your plans at hope On the with the road-kill carcasses for those skilled smart-asses Atmosphere coming clear to the to entertain? ?blast the and scoop up all the brains