Letras:
U S Bombs Not Enough

there's not enough there's not enough there's not enough crash every night in a different place daylight's doin time birtha's just a ghetto slag cross

there's not enough there's not enough there's not enough crash every night in a different place daylight's doin time birtha's just a ghetto slag cross

And that's how the thugs do it You know we get down and dirty Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me Let's get ready for war Last year we

/ Destiny's Child: (First Chorus) Oh what's going on (what's going on) What's going on (what's going on) Yeah what's going on (what's going on) Ahh

raid with AIDS But somebodys gettin paid Lets get it on and a on But brothers gettin killed Cause blunts & 40's is like Cookies to da milk I'm not

It's Vic-A-Roonies baby. "Hey Vic won't u turn that mutha up, u mutha. That's what crime it is. That's what crime it is. That's what crime it is. That

I can get close enough to hit those rock that split those you talk a good talk so walk a good walk get up and let's go it's the Mr. Piston it's the

the wildy fuck because the side and up U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup Because she's blazin' up She's blazin' up the Gucci man And it's

plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret to inform you