Travel Lyrics - Atmosphere

[Chorus] 

Yo we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain 

We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain 

Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we raise the curve 

Expand the kingdom, all heads of the earth 

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[Slug] 

Once in a great while one has the heart to approach us 

But usually comes up close, he didn't know who it was 

The name travels further than the face 

He did not recognize the profile 

Only saw an mc for him to waste but no child, that ain't the case 

Go find yourself a cause 

I take advantage of your flawsand climb into yo drawers 

Now didit damage your jaws 

When it dropped and hit the pavement 

It shot, thats why they keep me locked 

Underneath the basement alot 

Letting me out jus to eat and shit 

And ever so often jus to keep me fit 

They gimme a new mc to rip to pieces 

Grip their neck, release is out of the question 

Maybe theyll let me out if I make a good impression 

So please don't make it personal when I flush me through your vains 

Consider youself a big part of that great mc food chain 

And take your spot in the circle with pride 

Reps die, with dignity if you let em 

And when they do, I respect them, welcome 

The cure for your suffering, tell them it's pure 

No subtle hints of weak substances cuttin it 

I chuckle when evil and pride collide with judgement 

Add that to your buzz and the results is malfunction 

No longer should I listen to your babble 

Too many coming off the deep end 

Where it's steady, stream, and shallow 

I have no remorse for those that drop some, they all drop 

Until then Imma stay on top of heads like a bald spot 

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[Chorus] 

We travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain 

We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain 

Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we raise the curve 

So unravel your thoughts and come across in a verse 

[Slug] 

Yo I sold my car to the junk yard, couldnt fuck with the insurance 

Gave me forty bucks, bought a bus card and lunch at bergins 

For fun I drain the essence from life forms of messes 

Deal with daily stresses, and keep my mic warm with message 

Ive learned how to hack my keys in the matter of arrogance and confidence 

Contributing to my ego trips and accomplishments 

Hes on some shit, no not yet, I'm jus follow my path 

I don't eat my words as often as I swallow my laugh 

Apollo is back, landed on the 4-shay, and everythings okay 

According to commercials for the lowback yoplay 

And I know that theres no way to say what you need to hear 

So I take the long way to your brain and put some flavor in your ear 

Like using a clever on cantalope, leave your plans at hope 

On the shoudler with the road-kill carcasses for those skilled smart-asses 

Atmosphere coming clear to the? runway to entertain? 

? blast the bag? and scoop up all the brains 

[Chorus - repeat 2X]