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Atmosphere Heart

cotton. I knew that sound too, it was the beating of the old man's heart. Man I'm tellin you, some mother fuckers just have no kind of heart man. Serious

in cotton. I knew that sound too, it was the beating of the old man's heart. Man I'm tellin you, some mother fuckers just have no kind of heart man.

this atmosphere So make it clear, live long and prosper Much success, even if you wish me the opposite ? I stay on my job Try to pray to keep my heart

Yeah, yeah, okay I know you all hearing that beautiful voice, right? One more time mama, one more time mama You see I rub cash money just to see a seal

alone Chances came to make me strong Step right up, be a man 'Cos you need faith to understand So we're saying for you to hear Keep your head in faith's atmosphere

the moon was bright shining It was Saturday nite the moon was bright shining down as harvest light Music all around to hear set the stage an atmosphere

of fifth of Three sixty-five out of all the round trees They'll be Japanese, Majesty's corruptin' record companies Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze And crack once the atmosphere

surely shall disappear, yuh hear [Chorus: Akon (Busta Rhymes)] I wanna clear the air, with the medal that's known to divide the whole atmosphere (Akon

them throne and Wave to them haters like, what's up? (Say, What's up?) See, you might have to yell, 'Cause my music's loud as hell, And I can't hear nothing