still buy it, I still buy it. Your devastating eyes justifies it, justifies it. No, no, no, I demand to stop! Oxygen, Travelling in oxygen, Straight
Übersetzung: Battle. Sauerstoff.
: Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like
lack of foresight Blinded by the urge to believe Our warfare lies not in the slaughter of the flesh Thought is the axe in this battle Attack where the
fuckin Chewbacca Connect the dots, murder by design Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind) Pull out the guage and we can face off like Nicolas Cage Battle
big, granola truck and a gas masl Chitty-chitty, bang-bang, better duck when my gats blast Stack cash, rumble and crumble civilization Battle when my battle
: [Verse 1:] In the battle fields mics collide like sword fights Get stabbed up by the swift technique of a Black Knight Who pierce strikes like vicious
regular so haters start dissin but steady reciting my lyrics all with my dick in they mouth they swallowin talking bout they need oxygen people need to
Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like
whole lotta grabbin a lotta jar jabbin gremlins, goblins, rappers squabbling amongst the ranks from the punks to the drunks to the monks to the saints keep your eyes on your oxygen
You better get back, get back back You better get back, get back You better get back, get back back, you better Doin' a box of doctrine on stompin' oxygen
You taste like wine, battle smoke, something crying Blue, like oxygen, coming in and out again Good god I want you, run hide and I?ll hunt you Tracing
and watch your macrocosm turn to particles Non-particles are non-particles Like the nucleus of an atom The corpuscles which carry the oxygen from the
tonsils out through your nostrils Bury you next to shark fossils Make it impossible to find you Depths that Jacque Cousteau himself wouldn't dare to dive to With goggles, oxygen
wanna walk a winner Walk it iller, stalk a sinner, walk beginners You catch a mind bleed, eyes bleed, your ears bleed Your nose bleed, battle wit me
Princess cards she sends me with her regards, Oh, bar-room eyes shine vacancy To see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed
