air is going bad I lie back untie my belts everything is blurred No air left in my oxygen supply Soon I'll sleep away earth is just a memory In many
is the 22nd century. I am the last of the Mars Colonists. The air supply has almost run out on this desolate Mars colony, and the food supplies from Earth
smoke we rise Illuminating eyes and wise Teaching Lost fools that Yeshua never dies I cry, try to cut off my air supply I'm a transport to space, let
mixed with carbon pit I grab and slam you to the gravel like a gavel My level is unpassable like a simultaneous backwards forward lateral (yeah) The grass I draft is
man that shit is like bubblin Can't get no peace cause the Beast keep troubling Youth, they oppose and the blows they be doubling Nike heads is trife
you widdit or you ain't is what it comes down to, have you forgotten? We pickin 100% designer name brand cotton They still plottin, my Third Eye is
Where I depend on microscopic air bubbles to breathe Now this is a place that is cold and wet Yet my fire inside, is supplied by the tide I gaze at the
what it leads with sin". And the air was violent and our care was silent And the only law we [? ] was a pair of tyrants Man you know, this is why I'm
(feat. Apathy, Celph Titled) [Apathy:] I'll break ya brain cells off at the stem your status is stupider Ap' is a nuclear blast, heart blacker than Lucifer
ducks stay glizzly and love to get busy The stakes is high, the bench is long A few wakes niggaz cry, you live, you gon' If you escape, rules apply, kids is
buried in Vegas Made niggas done paid us We kill for Mafia wages Read my murderous pages Travel through different stages Discovering my descendants been homicidal for ages Proving death is
til the story is told It's a gift; this story is a part of my soul We shouldn't keep fightin', the Earth is our home If we destroy Mother Earth, then
(feat. Apathy, Celph Titled) [Apathy:] I'll break ya brain cells off at the stem your status is stupider Ap' is a nuclear blast, heart blacker than