Atom feat. Alaska and Cryptic of Atoms (исполнитель: Cannibal Ox)
[Vast Aire] Yo, I ain't superstisious but these niggaz is nice [Cryptic] lot of cats pop [bad word] I pop apocalypse Toppin propaganda force fed to the populace My [bad word] the gamut from outstandin to preposterous On top of this I move posteriors Brother impoverished the +pac shuries+ My process: [bad word] through percevierence Every man's not my brother regardless of appearence Apprehension clouds the spirit Tension prepares us for ascension And at his best is when he breaks conventions convenient covenant coveted for conception We're all from the same mold: spores and bacteria Those woulda fear me others would thaw hysteria claustraphobic nuerosis in this masquerade ball of fake glasses and big noses Mollasses splashes explosive flows Two exposed pinnocheos growin nose [bad word] of [bad word] Those clothes are gettin a little close [bad word] I stop this [bad word] and I'm over-confident The [bad word] of my frozen mic dominance passively aggressive testament is how I'm reppin [bad word] [Vast Aire] Watch Vast murder the track effortless Like God's on my side and he answered my Christmas list After the first couple of bars I start to smell fear That's when I take them there so they can breathe Aire You're so secure with your insecurity Perfect world of piety I swat flies when they bother me Some say I touch hearts like Kano Now every time you see a mic you just say no Some write with words, I write with matters As my soul is [bad word] free Vast Aire dusty In the coldest winters we thought husky They be like, "I don't know his name but he aim like Wayne Gretsky" That's funny, cause I don't play hockey I play horse on the mic and watch em all copy Left hooks left from shookin etch-a-sketching Give me an entry line I'll take a mile if you let me I'm not a bum, I'm a nomad, off dome Thoughts have no home, the page is ours to roam Cats be on some fantasy [bad word] like Cinderella Well we'll see if the shoe fits after the accapella And the nascent's claimin sonnin What's the penalty for that? He might [bad word] back And the atomic pressure won't lessin After you've learned your lesson Mister sits in a track? Yeah that's a bucket I see Like a farmhand cuttin a little piggie Find More lyrics at [bad word] From the author I'm also the farmer stupid I shoot a arrow at you and my name ain't Cupid [Alaska] Yo I'm mindless with this art (?) while this heart gets brave And a blade that's well polished and sharp Intending to reinvent two spinning wheels in line Just to enjoy the bumpy lives and improve upon its design I take time, every plate [bad word] love it I've learned even tardy [bad word] to eat from it Early bird gets the worm but that early worm finds a spot In the early bird's stomach and can't escape from it Pity the odd jocks of live stock graze amongst our mind crop Beast of burdon murdered their minds one Climbin nations leave these regions unexplored Liberty torch the [bad word] with sandy floors on beach shores Destroy atomic gracelands def- Definitine situations [bad word] edifice Mother nature broken [bad word] by offspring's wreckless neglegance [bad word] [bad word] residence of birthin now pessimists Found willingly bound in the back of yellow (?) Clearly, pity anti mobius strip theories Dennis Leary, Miller, and menacing cynicism visions Would an oppressed bet givin his position on life's mission [Vordul Megala] Now listen how sick is these niggaz? Atoms to illest, (catepillars/ cat pillars), And don't choke guns Smoke onions crying with no funds no fun trying To get by still Vordul do it and rap music Tell death do us wet your noodle With raps in the pot hard boil the rap gargoyles Stoned at night on