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40s double bussin Smack his head He ont know nothin Juggin wit a felon He my nigga We close brothas Ridin Windows tinted Bombed out U Can't see
Bombed and you slaughtered, We crossing the border We just tryna live, ay, yea Aint cut no corners, You try to deport us We just tryna live, ay, yea
We bombed a house Add autotune to this , Oh wait oh sh- I'm not muted, wait what Yeah, I blew up an orphanage (It's lit) Yeah, Orphanage Yeah, deal
sinnin’ (Hah) I’m Satanic, causin’ Islam panic Now bombed homes are collateral damage Pillaged the Middle East and I left it in pieces ‘Cause we dehumanized
Fucking a bitch in the back of the backseat Just killed the Uber we hop in the taxi Just killed an infant Just bombed Ms. Dyer I killed her assistant
Fuckin' that bitch in the back of that backseat Just killed the Uber we hop in the taxi Just killed an infant just bombed miss dyer i killed her
bombed (Yo' shit gettin' bombed) 9-90 in a 40, I'm switchin' my lane (I'm switchin' my lane) I'm shootin' from distance, I'm feelin' like Bane (I'm feelin'
Balmain donned embalmed Funeral done got bombed Coned eye of hurricane calmed Metatronic meta-tallic bond Tried and failed to get the Ippon Bloodline runs
The asphalt looks like dehydrated crust More cracks than there is solid ground And bombed out buildings like shadowy husks With their broken glass
And when the dust settles we will know We watched a genocide on our phones in real time With leaders of the nations hiding behind empty lies Bombed every
voice? Young girls and boys Instead of playing with toys Are just bombed by the skies With their histories destroyed Look I ain't even tryna say that it's
we really bombed this, side note you at that bomb shit, yeah, uh, uh, but I don't know where this'll go, cause we don't know what the future holds,
the Slavic countries I am the Slavic I am the Slavic The bomb The bomb We are bombed by Ivona I am the Slavic I am the Slavic Melem melem Melem melem Bread
insane The strings that pull her, controlled by puppeteers Bombed by the gas and lost in fear Locked in, kept quiet, don't make a sound Drowned in debt,
doing? He answers me: I'm getting high, I'm crazy and I cannot do anything. When he says: It's just a game It's just a game Where I am bombed and you
Remember the time I photo bombed you? You didn’t know who I was It feels like it was Another life time Now I can’t live without you We’ve had
In the pieces of a bombed-out park The broke fluorescent light The girl The broke fluorescent light The broke fluorescent light They swore to the dark
Crawled through fields of rusted wire Machine gun rattle, rocket fire Just to see your smiling face again Huddled in the bombed-out ground
brand-new Dodge and we went to Trader Vic's, or Mr. Rick's. And I ordered, like the others, a Zombie. And it bombed me, it just bombed me. And when we got
We bombed again today, and I'm so happy. Pulled another plug, yeah, I'm so happy. Wrote you in the headline mud, you're so happy, Yeah, I'm so
The damage done to all these place Is quite unbelievable You never have seen such pain Walking through the bombed cities A cancerous
inside there´s a neon sign Tells me where to ride, man When I´m bombed out of my mind I was desperate for a place to put out my cigarette I found
her no bread I'm in the mansion trap I'm in this bitch thuggin' with no bed Boom, my nigga, then bombed on 'em He in the bank with a gun on him He
Change it guggling bubbling swinging swinging singing one two bang What could happen,what it may it takes People bombed and hesitate Shots that ring Shock
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