body's lost it all but you don't feel like letting go bomb the world when your heart hates everything but you don't want to let it win bomb the world
I don?t know what I can do I can?t sleep and I can?t sing until you swing that sexy thing and if you wanna be my girl then jump into my crazy world
you fade on me Like a bomb that's about to blow (Often we will overlook the things that make it undercooked) We can make it hard Or we can take the world
my crew To the rescue Captain So So Def We rocks the party til there’s no one Left , (4, show) Trun ya volume up a notch And watch the ba bomb,
world rebellion squad on your boulevard Protect they spots with heat They kids ggotta eat to make it big in Cali it depends on who you meet And who you sleep
] This is mortal combat, there ain't no comeback You're tryin to get with me but you don't know where I'm at Cause in this world there's no bombs or
much All around the world, all around the world I don't play baseball but I've hit a home run All around the world, all around the world I've been to
up? We can ride and roll, I know, without those po-po trailin', bailin' all the way to heaven, bet you that's a promise. Comin' with the bombs [bombs
'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got designed when the world drop dimes This world
a tip bitch! Backhands and combinations, they don't miss I don't discriminate, I eliminate; do you like Bush did Saddam Crush your whole world, catastrophic like a bomb
clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
generals need no horse We need AR-15's, twenty Glocks with beams, and TNT Nigga roll with me, burial, fuck the world When I deal, hope I repented 'cuz if the world
niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
got more bodies than drew I drink mine naughty or new Fuck your crew This type of shit we do for a petty hobby Fuck the whole world This fatal dawg against
Go to sleep and I'll sing you a lullaby A lullaby for our city, a lullaby of Baghdad Go to sleep, sleep my child Sleep, sleep, run, run You sent your
I fold down four fingers Say fuck the world and Jimmy da earth without Coat hangers Rap game n street game don't sleep It's a cold world betta pack
the world of secrets In the world of sound It's in the way you're always hiding from the light See for yourself you have been sitting on a time bomb