bad atmosphere. man, what you want to know man, what you want to see, man, what you want to do and i don't give a damn, think yaself, if you can close ya problems and play a role of superman
dangerous streets in our town, we are strong our forces in the infinity, we are still young bright rhymes, the dedication in our song alright. we can say our atmosphere is wrong
believe us. we always torture a stranger his face in the blood, no way out of danger no conversations, no jokes and no funs cuz my soldiers attack. Throw ya fuckin' guns
i can feel it, i can be nervous now with weak nerves, with the rage, it is now and you know, ya soul lives in the fear remember, you are in the bad atmosphere