the eyes You was hittin' Mary-Jane To ease the pain Your homie died Muthafucka I'm a ride To the rallies on steel I'm in the bushes camouflage Ain't
Keys they goin in the trunk WooWooWooWooWoo Fiends they don't give a uh [Marie Antoinette] And Flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
Intro:] [sirens] Yo yes yes yo. Lock your door. Die die die [x6] [Wyclef:] I remember comin' from Hati growin' up in Brooklyn On Flat Bush got my first
(Michael Jackson) You can look at them coming out the walls You can look at them climbing out the bushes You can find them when the letter's bout to fall
Ireland Hit ya, I'm gonna get ya And drop the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes
optional Unstoppable relentless rolling in Benzes Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga believe it Proceed wid the lead and completed it's on Feel my bombs
Unstoppable relentless rolling in Benz's Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga believe it Proceed wid the lead and completed it's on Feel my bombs motherfucker
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
) Representin', comin' out of Brooklyn, Flat bush You wuss, you can't push push in the bush Well uh, let's take a journey to hell and beyond Where the bomb
and goin' cold turkey That's all you ever think about Nasty ass hoes'll give you stank mouth First thing in the morning, she's on your mind Twenty minute kisses, all the time Bomb
bomb, somebody betta ring the alarm And hit the folks at the forum, let my homies off the yard I shall see the head nigga in charge Push, Bush outta
up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is elevated How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be related? Illiterate, illegitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush
me to let loose and spit at the ganstas What up gotti were in this little war you pushed on Put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones What
he told me to let loose and spit at the ganstas what up gotti were in this little war you pushed on put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones
up, if ya want ta This is the unda, buried by yo momma Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb ya Chorus (2x) [Juicy J] Picture this, you a juror
know Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell So everything's okay and all must be well I remember Oklahoma when they put out the blaze And put Islamic terrorist bombing
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