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
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
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
Investigating 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
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