Esham

Esham - Outcha Atmosphere lyrics

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Paranoid, androids, aliens, asteroids
 Plus I George Jetson through the solar system board
 Galaxy gladiator, fuck you bitin ass style
 Still in perpetrators niggas, gettin blast, many moves be packed
 Too automatic, man I bomb it, wicket shit'll make ya vomit
 See I'm comin like a comet, C-Section out ya stomach
 Insane since an embryo, blood pour nitroglycerin
 Clockin Benjamin's, from you listenin
 Slugs whistlin, at the competition
 Blood stains on the stage, opponents come up missing
 U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder's my lullaby
 Never cry, when they wish I would die, no alibi
 I bust intoxicated, lyrics alive and animated
 I'm the operator, plus I pocket calculate it
 Male dominated, universal intergalactic
 And since that crack hit, I've been dope as that shit
 Fuck you niggas wit that wack shit, get smack back whips
 I tell these fuck immune's, back off the spaceship
 Bustin, suicidal, that's the end of discussion
 Hit you wit the football and blow out ya brains rushin

 [Chorus 2X]
 Outcha Atmosphere, I'm out ya fuckin atmosphere
 I'm out this atmosphere, I'm out this fuckin ya atmosphere
 Outcha Atmosphere, I'm out ya fuckin atmosphere
 I'm out this fuckin atmosphere, wit some more wicket shit

 [Esham]
 Suicidalist, therapy for my confessions
 Livin like a demon, don't forget to count ya blessings
 In my brain, aeroplane, atmosphere, you might panic
 Get at me another time, another place, a different planet
 Plus I walk on water, H20, formaldehyde
 Suicide, murder right straight to the other side
 As the sunshine rotates planet keep spinnin
 Every day that you livin, is a new beginning
 Out ya mind, atmosphere, state ya world, crazy helly
 Much beat, in my rise, sticky green off the smelly
 DDT when I'm in Cleveland, all my niggas down the way
 In the Garden Valley projects, gettin money everyday, be

 [Chorus 2X]

 [Esham]
 Light-years away, my style when you push play
 I have you havin more Good Times then J.J.
 You know what they say, don't put up the AK
 Cuz my money gettin longer than the white lines on the freeway
 Play and blaze haze, sunshine, I'm sun raised
 So you heard I was milky way, so start ya stargaze
 Open the Stargate, to release ya fate
 Triangle like the pyramid, and that's why they fearin it
 Cuz I'm

 [Chorus 2X
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Author: ?

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Publisher: Overcore

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

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