I see no promise and yesterday was like today In tomorrow I see no promise and yesterday was like today In tomorrow I see no promise and yesterday was like today
see no promise and yesterday was like today In tomorrow I see no promise and yesterday was like today In tomorrow I see no promise and yesterday was like today
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Come oggi.
m tripping on 'em like I've done a hundred times before Even if I fall off stage and hit the floor Becomes part of the show, keep giving 'em more I like
We'll keep bumping the hits To get my bucket of chips From the Bloods and the Crips To the skateboarding chicks Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist Put the Atmosphere
[Slug] Atmosphere... Atmosphere.... Atmosphere [Slug] Atmosphere and maybe you don't like us But of all the stars in the sky believe we're one of the
Act a kid act adult or get your fabric ripped up They said like what? Like they didn't know me 6 foot 3 ugly mug and simple flow (like that, like that
and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7 What am I yellin'? Murderer Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you (Muthafucka, don't play me) play me Nigga, not today
of Zu Ninjaz] The click got crime with it, rolled back like I cracked a jackel Breaking ankles, gang tackle Most wanted like Tickle Me Elmo last Christmas Today
hear is not a test cause we're rappin to the beat And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet See I, am, Albert Brown, and I'd like
takes so long And meanwhile the days go drifting away And some of us sink like a stone Waiting for mothers to come There has to be a change, I'm sure Today
. Chemotherapy bullshit. The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake
Smile at me - you were the one who taught me to see Deep inside I knew I was right - A world like this we should fight Remember me - Life is pain within
house to eat And the food was just no good? I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed And the chicken tastes like wood I said you try to play it off, like
king like Midas, rock go' gold the finest Build like a carpenter type, when I sharpen this mic I bring light and be bombin' like Christ [Chorus: DJ Honda
know this race i'ma win it and much love to the bay and all them niggaz I fucked wit then, I fuck wit today so this yo' dawg comin at ya, so haters dont
all know Fat Joe, Cuban Link, and Terror Squad I hopped up on a plane, met up with Don Cisco I flew from LA, he flew from Frisco Stomp like Mazdas through
