Letras:
Us Bombs Goin Out

this is what ya call action never got nothin' to do she never wants to be seen hangin' with me no way gonna lose goin' out tonight don't wanna sit around goin' out

motherfucker Manute, Pain, Syke, ?, Mopreme, ?? Can you picture us rollin? Can you see me hoe? Hehehe Is y'all ready for me? .. We up out this bitch Any

motherfucker Manute, Pain, Syke, ?, Mopreme, ?? Can you picture us rollin? Can you see me hoe? Hehehe Is y'all ready for me? .. We up out this bitch

of the mountian, in the "O" straight clownin, talkin bout whats goin down an, these niggaz feelin me, soakin up the love I give, nigga all of us got kids

Cause you do so much for me No matter how they try they can't deceive us, nothin can come between us Cause you mean so much to me [Busta Rhymes] Listen

Michael Stipe: Father, father P. Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us

out here man, youknowI'msayin'? That's why they try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...) Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural

futuristic fly sh-t The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private New watch, know what time it is, watch us (You see us) They can?t stop us

it's supposed to be And I need you, yeah. Come over here from over there, girl, Sit down here. You can have my chair. I can't see us goin' anywhere,