(Slug)    we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain    we travel like the blood that surrounds your brain    atmosphere has landed demanding that we raise the curve    expand the kingdom, all heads of the earth       (Slug)   Ay, yo, once in a great while    When one has the heart to approach us    We usually conduct flows    He didn't know who it was    And the name travels further than the face    He did not recognize the profile    Only saw an emcee for him to waste    With no child    That ain't the case    Go find yourself a cause    I'll take advantage of your flaws    And climb into your drawers    Now did it damage your jaws    When it dropped    And hit the pavement and shocked    That's why they keep me locked    Underneath the basement a lot    Lettin me out just to eat and shit    And every so often just to keep me fit    They give me a new emcee to rip    To pieces    Grip the neck    Release is out of the question    Maybe they'll let me out if i make a good impression    So please don't take it personal    When i flush me through your veins    Consider yourself a big part    Of that great emcee food chain    And take your spot in the circle with pride    Rep with dignity if you let em    And when they do, i respect em    Welcome the curious-suffering    And tell them it's pure    No subtle hints or weak substances cuttin it    I chuckle when an eager with pride collide with judgement    Add that to your buzz    And the result is malfunction    No longer shall i listen to your babble    Too many comin off the deep end    With a steady stream of shallow    I have no remorse for those that drop    Someday i'll drop    Until then i'ma stay on top    Of heads like a bald spot       (Slug)    Ay, yo, we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain    We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain    Atmosphere has landed demanding that we raise the curve    Expand the kingdom, all heads of the earth    We travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain    We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain    Atmosphere has landed demanding that we raise the curve    So unravel your thoughts, and come across in a verse       (Slug)    Yo, sold my car    To the junk yard    Couldn't fuck with the insurance    Gave me forty bucks    Brought a bus card and    Lunch at Perkins    For fun i drain the essence    From the life forms of messes    Deal iwth daily stresses    And keep the mic warm with message    I've learned how to hide my keys    In a matter of variance and confidence    Contributing to my ego trips and accomplishments    "He's on some shit.."    No, not yet. i just follow my path    I don't eat my words as often as i swallow my laugh    Apollo is back    Landed on the foche    And everythings okay    According to the commercials for the Low-Fat Yoplait    And i no that there's no way    To say what you need to hear    So i take the long way through your brain    To put some flavor in your ear    Like using a cleaver on canteloupe    Leave your plans at home on the shoulder with the   roadkill carcasses of no skill smartasses    Atmosphere coming through to the midst of entertainment    Plastic bag in hand to scoop up all the brain shit       (Slug)    We travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain    We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain    Atmosphere has landed demanding that we raise the curve    Expand the kingdom, all heads of the earth