for real like a rap bitch should Type takin niggas out like they packaged goods Rappers wanna contest They buggin Straight up and down we run the underground like h. tubman What, I’m the bomb
'm not around, they promote the name. I'm Lil' Flip, rapping H-town 'till I'm gone. I took a trip to Amsterdam smoking out a bomb, A baller, baby! [Chorus
) Drop the bomb (break) I’m solo, you ask how I’m living Still dropping more shit than a pigeon With the l, the e, the n, the c, the h, The m, the o
-A-H) Everything I make Is so unique (hey) (A-A-L-I-Y-A-H) Say hey if you down with me (Hey L-I-Y-A-H) If you step to me There's no need (A-A-L-I-Y-A-
God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron Potential H-bomb God save the queen She aint no human being There is no future In England'
Verse 1: Yeah so it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. fight night type (ding ding) So when I hits
Perpetual torture, from those we love to hate It's meant to be, you can't change fate We got a time bomb 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 go The time will come when we
Say what you want to say to me I don't know who you know But that'll change eventually I wanna know who you know Wanna see what you say and have a field
Ice-T, come talk wit reality star Tell dem bout da endin of da world today.. COME! [Ice-T] I got a attitude as thick as a convict's Bomb ticks, my heart
got the bomb track and the D-floor's the fuse The C-A-T E-M-P-I-R-E-S G-O-T A Party H-A-P-P-E-N-I-N-G and it's a G-O-Double N-A be seeing The break
, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he
around the corner with the, F O R T S C V and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B O N E T H U G, spell it motherfucker Money, money
up a long time ago Nigga what the fuck you talking 'bout? Mmm huu Shit nigga I'll tell you one thing Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
Magnum Gang bang forever, put the barrel on the head of the devil Wit homicidal intentions, I reign terror On any clique or squad you *** you fraud I'ma tickin' time bomb
bout that one three, s-h-o-t Nine millimeter kill 'em off of me Make 'em freeze Kill for my nigga that'll kill for me Infa, red, lights and bombs leave
want ya the young boy double O represent the ask chip I get It In homie off the rip everytime I'm freestyling off the dome I need the corona and the b***h
sideways. Take a wiff of this suicide, Holla at me cuz I got it all day. No need to fly to Jamaica, for the Ganja, we can get the same thing. You want the bomb bomb
