the dust some clay, what [Chorus - 4X] who's world is that? it ain't mine, and I'm grateful already got a plate full of clay on my table I'm capable
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Clay.
tides, birds elope with the sun. A barren desert soaked in bleach A sickly pallor and opal touch Hallucinating, shattered glass falls as the atmosphere
got more clay and more coke then y'all [Chorus] - repeat 2X [scratch samples] "Good God!" "Oh my God" "God, God" "God Damn!" "God helped me change" - Slug of Atmosphere
got more clay and more coke then y'all [Chorus - repeat 2X] [scratch samples] "Good God!" "Oh my God" "God, God" "God Damn!" "God helped me change" - [Slug of Atmosphere
can't be denied My place, two thousand status, the baddest on the mic Grab a rabist in the battle like, fight like Cassius Clay figures are shattered,
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
the mutha fuckin Boss Playa talks to throw away gats in the air for makin yo scratch like that there Boss Playa niggaz beware the ganga-gangsta type of Luni hoolum atmosphere
happy standing on my feet of clay I have no wish to swim your milky, milky way I say, why on earth do you send your letters 'round here Only to gum up the atmosphere
word analysis was the average made me anxious but I began to breathe the substances these bugs gave me brainsist somehow I caught a cluster of clay,
we got more clay and more coke then y'all [Chorus - repeat 2X] [scratch samples] "Good God!" "Oh my God" "God, God" "God Damn!" "God helped me change" - [Slug of Atmosphere
keep your stomach intact The spiritual you, leavin your body, he don't wanna go back That's when the tunnel go black; I send your soul to the atmosphere
