Letras:
Us Bombs All The Bodies

: (feat. Paul Cain, Freck Billionaire, Red Cafe, Joe Budden & Ransom) [Ransom:] Where the f**k's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot I damage the

They call the D-O-Dub... wasn't really trippin cause 21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin, cuz We from a different street, all got that different heat

Banks & Tony Yayo) [Intro 1: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] I'm in the hood man... I'm in the hood all the time man; fo' real son. I come back from all the talk

Here we go! Come on man, let's stand up all over the world Let's plug a bomb in everyone's ass If they don't keep us alive We're gonna fight for the

: Power of a bomb, death and destruction abound scrape from the floor, bodies butchered and torn faith principal, weapons of violent dissent blood filling

in temple so many rebels incredible time we battle looking for action don't judge us avenge us redempt us don't give me negligence your all though in

look up there's still so far to go It's show time, blow your mind [Violent J] I got 3 bodies in my trunk, I'm blowin red lights And bet I'm blowin heads

it's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you it's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now look at us natural killas the world most

us, we still live in dis real vivit wit real niggaz, nigga! yo game ain't nuttin but smoke and mirrorz, we neva scared I hope all yall hear us, many