Sangtekster:
Sleeping The Bomb The World

] 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

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

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

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

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

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

come out tight Thoughts start creeping, people are sleeping Pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end It's the deep end, people are sleeping

end.. they'll be moanin' (the whole world, the whole damn world will be moaning..) They'll be moanin'... (the whole world, the whole damn world will be