Paroles:
One Be Lo The Bomb

I split my rap competition like atoms, like fission bomb squads try to take position but I refuse to be the fuse, so it proves to be a dead mission listen

when I split my rap competition like atoms, like fission bomb squads try to take position but I refuse to be the fuse, so it proves to be a dead mission

get the shit, Don't worry, you'll get the shit, You'll be, Knee deep in shit! Chorus: (The Game) I'm a G, you can't see me, That must be, why you're

's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be

to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb Numb be it view

re tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from the Fifth

elixir Hammer like Sledge that be Sister All and together now, follow me, the Mista Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one

now So, yo, bombin We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments Save ya breath before I bomb it [Verse Two: Method Man] I be that insane nigga from the psycho

your hand grenade We just can't be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just can't be amazed And we some home-made bombs finna blow