stomach intact The spiritual you, leavin your body he don't wanna go back That's when the tunnel go black I'll send your soul to the atmosphere Fuck outta
is always on the black book, black listed this is the final chapter '96, knock in' you out the atmosphere: original Smith & Wesson and we outta here Rullante, cassa, charleston primo
two Pull your hoods down, I bumrush your afterparty Have your manager scared, the radio station say I'm sorry Pack your bags, I move my luggage to the coliseum Infinite prime
Like a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind With constant conscience lyrical rhyme At the end of time, I'll be in my prime Read the sign, men, rhymin
) All right So I'ma speak on it (speak on it) I watched niggaz freefall No release, cause your album was to recall We blow up prime time for you niggaz
I won't stop, until you go pop Orgasm have you screaming out your throat box Now your legs shake, potty vibrate Cause I'm swinging this dick like a primate
gather the archaelogists The aftermath needs to follow this cause it's, deep Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists a.k.a. Optimus Prime -
You trying to verbal me you bound to end up voice lift! You wanna change your plea but now your ass is choiceless I illuminate the atmosphere a million
Chill, watch Miramax Flix and I start to get sick Hail drop Came thirty nine like the hail bop Four teachers one male cop Then the atmosphere'll get
Pronto? ***** che ti fa freestyling al telefono Non e ne il primo ne l'ultimo ma l'ennesimo Fabri Fill tutta tutta atmosphere C'e un messaggio nella
: I can't breathe in this atmosphere No air no life in here An all enveloping silence Multiplied my fear Killed myself a million times To feel that I