B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad) - Zack de la Rocha Remix

Lyrics

One, two
 One, two, three...
 Yeah, inslumnational, underground
 Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
 Like a million elephants or silverback orangutans
 You can't stop a train
 Who want some? Don't come unprepared
 I'll be there, but when I leave there
 Better be a household name
 Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
 So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
 In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
 Hit somersaults without the net
 But this'll be the year that we won't forget
 1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be what you wanna be
 Long as you know consequences are given for livin'
 The fence is too high to jump in jail
 Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
 Get a life, now they on sale, then I might cast you a spell
 Look at what came in the mail
 A scale and some Arm & Hammer
 Soul-gold grill and a baby mama
 Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
 Stack of question with no answers
 Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
 Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
 Get back home, things are wrong
 Well, not really, it was bad all along
 Before you left adds up to a ball of power
 Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
 Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
 Believe there's always more, ow
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, uh)
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah (ha, ha, ha)
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 Bombs over Baghdad
 Uno, dos, tres, it's on
 Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
 Like that there Boi and will still stay street
 Big things happen every time we meet
 Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
 Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
 Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep
 75 MC's freestylin' to the beat
 'Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
 Should have bought an ounce, but you copped a dub
 Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
 'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
 No D to the U to the G for you
 Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
 Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
 Never turn my back on my kids for them
 Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
 Before you re-up, get a laptop
 Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
 Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals
 Record number four, but we on a roll
 Hold up, slow up, stop, control
 Like Janet, Planet, Stankonia's on ya
 Movin' like Floyd, comin' straight to Florida
 Lock all your windows, then block the corridors
 Pullin' off my belt 'cause a whipping's in order
 Like a three-piece fish before I cut your daughter
 Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
 Pitty-pat rappers tryin' to get the five
 I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
 When you come to ATL, boy, you betta not hide
 'Cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, ha
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 Bombs over Baghdad (oh, yeah)
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 Bombs over Baghdad (oh, yeah)
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 Bombs over Baghdad (y'all heard me, yeah)
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah
 Bombs over Baghdad, yeah
 Bob your head, rag top
 Bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 Bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 Bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 Bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 Bob your head, rag top
 C'mon, bob your head, rag top
 One, two, one, two, three, let's go
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 (Bombs over Baghdad)
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 (Bombs over Baghdad) oh, yeah
 Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
 (Bombs over Baghdad)
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:36
Key
11
Tempo
154 BPM

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