the times? Fuelling incentives, with ulterior motives The days are gone for passive voices, singing songs about the eve of destruction Bombs falling, bombs falling Bombs fall
em' stuck and fucked from the gate Set it straight, regulate wit' a bomb I'm about to detonate (Boom!) Hesitate, aww, now you know what ya'll niggaz were here to go
fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein' dreams in they sleep But don't fall asleep Don't fall to sleep
, you gon' believe it when I leave it stuck Imprinted, through a rhyme I invented to indent your skull cause I got SOUL Everybody get ready, then set go and when I let go
t emcee The platinum plaque recipient suffered a twisted fate like chubby checker being lynched off the goldengate bridge over troubled water The colonel giving orders smash the juke up for its quarters Go
step pan them step pan them We gun a rise like di sun and it a set pan them Fire house we a step pan them step pan them Black rain a fall and a wet pan
fools down And a click of raw soldiers in the club ready to clown With them bee bopping girls that a set you up With that bomb killer issue that a mess
ya We bomb crews like Oklahoma Don't come any closer Leave those creepers sleepin?in comas Playtime's over, draw ya toaster from ya hoster Roast ya then watch them fall
titties Love you in your Nikes The sweet sea breeze Make me fall to my knees If it's possible Can I get a set of keys I swallow your tasty's BBC's they
You ain't gotta go home (you ain't gotta go) but you gotta get the hell up outta here If you got someone (somebody) then go get you a room at The Holiday
gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of here If you got someone, then go get you a room at the Holiday Inn If you ain't got no one, then go
You take a wrong turn, drop a ball, fall short, you labor in vain You choke, miss the boat, bomb out, cave in, fall flat on your face Yeah that's everyday
go bankrupt without them. The final Industry, uranium mining, sponsored in Britain by RTZ plunders the landscape, kills the wildlife,exploits the natives and gives them cancer. The product makes bombs
a powerful weapon against human development. Cowering in our temples of self there's little chance of change; The State is aware of that. The bomb serves
innocent people- the teachers, the students The feet of the teachers are screeching through rooms The mood has been set by the fear of the villains The bombs
