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Virus Bomb Drop

is the thanks for misplacing your trust No one survives at the bomb drop We're heading for global destruction No one survives at the bomb drop Because

This is the thanks for misplacing your trust No one survives at the bomb drop We're heading for global destruction No one survives at the bomb drop Because

exactly who done it Bigg Jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion Optimized computerization virus Paradoxical acoustic sound bombing

superstar, Jesus piece Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast Some bust blocks, feared on the block Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top Drug money

brother who knows" - Guru "Give a nigga pain" - Big Shug "It's the real...it's the Militia" [Big Shug] First name vete-, last name -ran I drop bombs

fi dem build some mediocre counteraction songs. Naw its just a reminder to the fans, to the One Order, to the Clans, that Vybz Kartel can still drop his lyrical bombs

you don't even know 'Bout to bring it back so hold your breathe Your crew ain't shit, bullet to your chest Left to ya left, look to ya right Drop to tha

Hollywood, famine in Sudan, atomic tests by India, France and Pakistan. It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor, if the bombs are dropping and the

from the best, same game in repetition Own a lot of hoes, cause I'm a pimp of the click Broads causes of my temper, known to bomb on a bitch Smoke my