Outcha Atmosphere Lyrics & Tabs by Esham
Outcha Atmosphere
guitar chords lyrics
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 immunes, back off the spaceship
Bustin', suicidal, that's the end of discussion
Hit you wit' the football and blow out ya brains rushin'
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
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
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
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
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
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)
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
Outcha atmosphere, I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere
I'm outcha fuckin' atmosphere wit' some more wicket shit
Wit' some more wicket shit
Wit' some more wicket shit
Some more wicket shit
Some more wicket shit
