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U S Bombs All The Fun

? The old is bitter and you can't take back all of your mistakes Where is all the fun, seems everyone is gone Where is all the fun, seems everyone is

see no pistol's in the holster Watch the dot's on your forehead I'm gunnin' while you're runnin And there's plenty of bloodshed There's no sympathy over

and whatnot It's madd, crazy bangin kid Yo uhh I just, givin y'all a call to tell y'all how dope all y'all are You like, one of my favorite groups The

m fuckin' wit Mister Frostee Now thas the run to make ya, See how much fun that'll make ya Next time you see yourself, you should see that undertaker And all

chief Let's bring 'em home safely "The State Department's ?? wants to mediate The Iranian president wants to meet with Iraq and then maybe the U.S. A

I bet your daddy's not, your momma's kinda caught, your sister's chin crushed Ya aunt supply ya rocks Buck fifty 'cross your neck Blow up your tech I'll beat you across your chest [Kuniva:] Yo It's

O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know [Verse Two:] It's the E comin up from the gank so nigga let me ride all the way to the bank Coz

Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang it Bitch brang it These niggas that i hang wit Will hang u up naked by your ankles danglin My needa stays stranglin I don't need your help If u

Man Woah Woah FBI?S Woah Woah Y?all Ready Woah Woah Ima Run While Gettin Front Jus Cuz U Gettin None Hit A Cop Then Hit A Nun Its All Wit A Gun What