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Atmosphere Don T Ever Fucking Question That

t need to write these mother fucking songs. I love you, I love you [faded] never, don't ever fucking question that, don't ever fucking question that

Prijevod: Atmosfera. Nikada ne Fucking pitanje koje.

t need to write these motherfucking songs. [Slug] I love you, I love you (faded) never, don't ever fucking question that, don't ever fucking question that

] Yo we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we

girl don't flirt with me I've got the capapbilities to program your circutry You don't have to believe me do yourself a little justice Don't let slug

no media coverage 'Cause I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish It might turn you into

" "Dear God" - Snoop Dogg "and damn it" "God Damn!" "Good Lord" [over beatbox, Girl from Atmosphere Promos] and never forget... God loves your ugly ass Don't ever fucking question that

don't recognize Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The nigga that's jackin, or the fool gettin' jacked (Yeah) [Chorus] You don't see what

And the winner be Interscope/UNI Arista/BMG Lost in overtime Da tombstone trophy for people that shit The rhymes that died Beats that deceased Fuck