Texty:
U S Bombs Do It Again

yeah do it again Rolled me over went threw my pocket and ran - Hey hey do it again Goin' back home but I have no home to go - No, No do it again Shootin

yeah do it again Rolled me over went threw my pocket and ran - Hey hey do it again Goin' back home but I have no home to go - No, No do it again Shootin

now you know it's my occupation The jackin's in progress; it's a critical operation The object is murder I'm the number one assassin, it's Layzie Bone

they come again through customs Mad ways to dead the wax, one way to bust him [Chorus:] If it's alright with you, it's alright with me We can take this

; --> krs-one (repeat 2x, then 2x with 'common' at the end of each line) Check it out Good morning... be at calm, I'm back Huh! it's me again Is it

with a cup up of spit It makes me sick and upset when it's spit and silly Whenever you phillie, its all spitty and wet It doesn't matter, rich or po', I couldn't care less bro It

's up? Yeah, don't believe everythin' you read, fool Nah, they know what time it is but you know for those Who don't know, I think it's time that we

s your funk?) Funkentelechy (How's your funk?) Funkentelechy (Ho) How's your funkentelechy? How's your funkentelechy? How's your funkentelechy? How's your funkentelechy? (How's

comprehend So jack it up and pull it up operator Wheel and come again 'Cause MC's try these Rastafarianic raps and sound like wanna-be's But a wanna-