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1st verse:
BR’s the man, Timebomb's the band
We got the songs and the jam for your mom’s and them
From the NYC all across to Japan, we got this hip-hop steez in the palm of the hand
You see, the same things that bring the pain is what made me the man that I am
And my claim to fame is I got the weight of the world and I balanced it out
And became the boss of the club and the boss of the bounce

Chorus:
So now, Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head
Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head
It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down

2nd verse:
I bench hundreds of pounds, squat thousands of pounds
Then I spar eight rounds and kick you down to the ground
I stand six feet, about 73 kilos,
Youse a weak ho, sucking on a frappuccino
Hijo, I be the C-E-O, T-I-M-E the B-O-M-B we be the real
Scream it out like Pacino, word to Janet and Tito, Oreo to vitiligo
We no amigo, don’t make me pull the tostito

Chorus 2x
Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head
Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head
It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down

I rock it like a soldier, you best believe
It’s always gonna be how it’s supposed to be
So clap it on, we clap and on, we clap and on, we clap and on, get your ass on the floor
Get down, people get down on the floor
Our sound can’t stop ‘til all of you know
Oh! Just who it is that we are
It’s Timebomb clique and BR
We keep it movin’, keep it jumpin’, yes indeed, it goin’ down

Chorus 2x
Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head
Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head
It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down

If the fake shit is alright, then I’d rather be wrong
We don’t need that weak shit, man we gotta be strong
2x

Chorus 2x
Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head
Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head
Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head
It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down

these lyrics are submitted by Bruce Lewell
1st verse:  BR’s the man, Timebomb's the band  We got the songs and the jam for your mom’s and them  From the NYC all across to Japan, we got this hip-hop steez in the palm of the hand  You see, the same things that bring the pain is what made me the man that I am  And my claim to fame is I got the weight of the world and I balanced it out  And became the boss of the club and the boss of the bounce     Chorus:  So now, Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head  Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head  It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down    2nd verse:  I bench hundreds of pounds, squat thousands of pounds  Then I spar eight rounds and kick you down to the ground  I stand six feet, about 73 kilos,  Youse a weak ho, sucking on a frappuccino  Hijo, I be the C-E-O, T-I-M-E the B-O-M-B we be the real  Scream it out like Pacino, word to Janet and Tito, Oreo to vitiligo  We no amigo, don’t make me pull the tostito    Chorus 2x  Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head  Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head  It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down    I rock it like a soldier, you best believe  It’s always gonna be how it’s supposed to be  So clap it on, we clap and on, we clap and on, we clap and on, get your ass on the floor  Get down, people get down on the floor  Our sound can’t stop ‘til all of you know  Oh! Just who it is that we are  It’s Timebomb clique and BR  We keep it movin’, keep it jumpin’, yes indeed, it goin’ down    Chorus 2x  Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head  Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head  It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down    If the fake shit is alright, then I’d rather be wrong  We don’t need that weak shit, man we gotta be strong  2x    Chorus 2x  Timebomb, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  BR, hit ‘em up, hit ‘em in the head  Jab, cross, set ‘em up, kick ‘em in the head  Yeah, yeah, hit ‘em in the head  It goes down, and when I hit ‘em in the head, it goes down    these lyrics are submitted by Bruce Lewell