Like Sojourner, man, the truth Fuck a 'Creek, I care But you in doubts and go "Woof" He ain't dead, what pledge There's a stank up in the Bush Or a
" Jettin' through bushes and backyards, neighbors is rattin' me out Dogs is barkin', all you hear is the car's sirens I'm tryin' to think and toss the iron Bomb
get laid at Strong arm a **** for real, we eat ya food Like dog, mutha****, in replace of a meal Give you a two hour car chase, flying through lakes and bushes
strange The story had a familiar ring of truth But it needed a little more tangible proof He was blown off the map behind the aggravated kidnaps Shrap' metal everywhere the bomb
war? Crates of candles on crates of C4 Why they rich and why we poor? If he Jacob do that make him Esaw? Is Colin Powell really Bush as Igor? Why did
is no time for more scrutiny National unity preserve our community Teflon election opportunities were in profundant abundance On January second the Bush
on they ass can't stand the rain And bring heat over beats, and scratch the itch In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous bitch It's the return of the (Bush
i. continues to look for those responsible For placing six pipe bombs on, chemical tanks In the norfolk, virginia - or near the norfolk, virginia naval base The bombs
when you ain?t watchin' I see you From the Hamptons to the place where you like to eat I put somethin' in them yams you keep thinkin' is sweet I?m in the bushes
beam I watch your body move back and forth That's the shit that make Strahan want a divorce The move is such a seductive way I feel like Reg in the bush
habitat, soon as I stab my hook in that Can't stop lickin my chops, watchin her walk, n now I'm look at - them pair of apple Bottoms n that bomb donka
, my shit is seen wide-screen Magnavox Grabs thought like Doctor Octopus 'Cause war like the grandson of Kush I'm hangin' devil's heads on a evergreen bush
a bomb threat Got plenty ammunition, show me where your ones at So much terrorism they askin me where Saddam at Like Bush I alarm 'em bomb 'em let fire
it's hard for me to quit it M-I-A, land of the palm trees T double D came through with the bomb trees And when a nigga inhale this I had to put my shades
a tron Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb
' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out Where 'em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
a war (Vizzy) To start a war [XV] Ay She said baby let's make love I said nah, let's make war Then I started playing in a bush But she screwed me out
for my weed heads works just like a charm.Roll it up, smoke it up, you wanna get high you can toke wit us.Nuthin but bomb or you funk wit us.Take two