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Atlantic to be by your side

On the morning we parted, how sad the farewell
Our words, they were few, but our thoughts none could tell
And when lost to my
navigate the Atlantic, nuclear submarines control the space
Life spent, a precious moment, in the wink of an eye we live and we die

Dream it up, dream it
at the bottom of the Atlantic
Seething in a two-ply
Looking up through all that water
And the fishes swimming by
And I don't always feel lucky
But I'm smart
an example
Either run or get ran. Stampede or get trampled
I spit hard and respect my guard
Got vision like x-ray, that's how I read your card
Yo we got
flying Virgin Atlantic
I'm already checked in I'm ready to settle in
Going places I've never been I get my Rosetta in

Racking up the sky miles
Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right
universally
dispersing the verse commercially or underground
one love bound by culture and sound
been around the world and no denying
we're all under the same
verbals & graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like
Now these doors don't open til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right
and graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
and graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
Holly hood and cross atlantic off of Bompton Boulevard.
Every town has an Elm street but not a Freddy Krueger.
Don't get caught
In the jungle's
verbals & graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like
Holly hood and cross atlantic off of Bompton Boulevard.
Every town has an Elm street but not a Freddy Krueger.
Don't get caught
In the jungle's