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payday monsanto - when the bombs drop lyrics

about the best firebomb is napalm, it has thick consistency like jam, and is best for use on vehicles, or buildings. napalm is simply one part gasoline, and one part soap

aww, man if this ain’t three local joints, it’s a universal single, they nicklin’ & dimin’ you, with commercial jingles. i’m like kris kringle, ’cause i bring you gift exquisite, switch with it, plus i’m known to uplift with it. then, spit ‘ya critics outta my mouth, after i chewed ’em up, i be the most courteous, yes & rude as f+ck, at the same time. you never seen the simultaneous ish, that’s spontaneous when i’m bringin’ this. smackin’ these rappers that just ain’t up to par, i make ’em wanna run, for a gun that’s in they car. or, throw a bottle, yes & get real hostile, i’ll pull out my rambo knife, and cut ‘ya jugular. oh, you a dope mc? (laughs) then i’m a smuggle ‘ya, stuff you in your girl’s p+ssy, the safe haven. suckas wanna talk horror, but they life ain’t that way, they just write that way, like wes craven. i’m freddy krueger wit’ a beam, it ain’t quite fair, how i invade nightmares, with bright flares, wake you up with a mickey mouse alarm clock, go blaow when the bombs drop…(the bombs drop)

when the bombs drop on your house…
are you gonna lay there on the couch?
sat+rday, watchin’ cartoons until 2, lookin’ for mr. magoo…
i said…
before the bomb drops on your house…
i hope you open up you mouth, and tell ‘ya kids to seek shelter in the bas+m+nt…
nuclear winter is comin’, i can taste it…
when the bombs drop…

yo, i get to torture you, and tell you all types of sh+t that you ought to do, and even impose restrictions on ‘ya, even more than before. (laughs) i’m spittin’ on ‘ya with the law, hock+thew that’s my motive, lord what beautiful plant, and you can’t grow it. (sure you can) ’bout as harmful as a pistachio, (right) i’d rather give little kids alcohol & tobacco. let ’em smoke ’til they lungs are black, get ’em drunk, make ’em wanna scr+p, and bust. let ’em smoke ’til they lungs collapse, get ’em drunk, make ’em wanna scr+p, ‘ya demon. i just supply the demand, if they wanna come & lock me up, give me a public trial then, make it a referendum, (yo) and i guarantee that people will rule in my favor, that’s called democracy, payze, you’re just a smiley+faced slave, sit down and behave. (p+ssy) clowns in suits, i just can’t wait to get to touch ’em, similar to an intercontinental ballistic missile b+tton…

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