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[Ms. Chaz] One family, true family. From Flesh-n-Bone Thug humbly teachin' 'em what to be: [Flesh-N-Bone] A thugsta just like me... Come follow me, journey off in my world, all boys and girls Welcome to the land of T.H.U.G.S. It's the start of a new millennium, and we on a mission Rappin', makin' money made me put away the drugs, all right I love my life When I put it down, I'm so cold, so come up, take note: This Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls You don't want to miss the boat, or you float The nation coast to coast (We're keepin the) heartless hardest soldiers Anyone think that they man enough? Stand up for the face off, gonna get ran over My feelings never show you mercy And I been known to swang Always down for the thugs, and I put in work Niggas see that I'm all about the ?, man, the reason I bang ? in their eyes and the niggas who with me But if you out of line, watch how my people feel 'bout they mind It's ? when they hit'a me (kick thang, gettin' me swished) 'Cause they get tosses and find out they can't win And they can't 9 times out of 10 When I join my family, multiply with ends, ? One family, true family, from Flesh-n-Bone Thug humbly teachin' 'em what to be: A thugsta just like me... T.H.U.G.S. can come from around the world T.H.U.G.S. can either be boys or girls St. Clair playas, common ground we on We are Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Flesh-n-Bone] With Flesh-n-Bone, pow to get a nigga in ground I'm'a show you what it is, ana way to get it done Down to East Nineteen ninety-nine All through the year two-thousand I'm a ? when I'm on the run I'm havin fun Don't bring you gun, unless someone is giving you static Then I suggest you pack it, when they run up on you Pull it, and blast it, that automatic let that fool have it No thang, for the trigger bang bang bang Man, it's a shame, but you gotta do what you gotta do to maintain And remain this game so people rest in peace, until the finally peaceful And it be the sequel, when everyone's equal, gonna be humble to people Our father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done On Earth as it is in Heaven One family, true family, from Flesh-n-Bone Thug humbly teachin' 'em what to be: A thugsta just like me... T.H.U.G.S. can come from around the world T.H.U.G.S. can either be boys or girls St. Clair playas, common ground we on We are Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Flesh-n-Bone] See, I see, picture the world in harmony Before it's too late So close to runnin out of time Soon it it'll be judgement day And, Lord, I pray Your mercy on mankind Earn your ticket to get up to Heaven Maybe Hell if you don't get yourself together You might be sorry, but it's your turn to go soon And I know they know better We are all soldiers of God and gotta job Connect to them souls He want you to spread The Word about Him Simply, that's easy for you to pay the toll What more could we ask for? We all are whether you like it or not We get a chance to profit in life And living on Earth You're gonna get put on the spot once in awhile But I know that you humble heart No doubt you'll be tested Even halted by demons Stressin', want to get you arrested (If I'm not workin' this) You keep it real true with yourself and family Gotta plan this good and ready They hand me peace, much love to the G's Who reall understand me Give us this day our daily bread And lead us no in temptation But deliver us from the evil Amen T.H.U.G.S. can come from around the world (around the world) T.H.U.G.S. can either be boys or girls St. Clair playas, common ground we on We are Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls (one family, true family) |
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> [Reverend Run]
Now I said, now here this Thus sayesth the Lord God And I believe, a lot of us Shouldn't even condemn these rappers Because if nobody would ah told me about God People would ah been The church folks would ah been Talkin bad about me I believe we gon' have people like Rev. Snoop Doggy Dogg up here soon We gon' have Rev. 2Pac These brothaz need your encouragement They do not need you to pull them down I don't believe in bashin these people That are out there on the street I believe in encouraging them I believe in bringin'em in Because if nobody would ah helped me I'd been messed up Do unto others as you would want done to you If you see ya brothaz and sista out there On the street And you know they back slittin Don't just go tell sista so-and-so You heard what happened on that child Go and get her Bring her in, and this is the reason you seen her Cuz God wants you to go and get her God wants you to love your brothaz and sistaz Dis is not a game of hurtin each other It's a game of helpin each other You got to help one another You got to love one another You got to respect on another We have such a crab mentality these days You see somebody comin to the top ah the brow You wanna pull'em down But I believe we should help on another I'm tellin ya right now, saints I've given you my heart today I'm lettin you know all the secret things that happened to me It's not easy for to come out here and talk about The things that happened in the past But I want you to know somethin That God has completely turned my life around Let everyone stand Give the Lord a hand clap Praise the Lord |
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(Flesh-N-Bone)
Here I come rollin off with Mo Thugs Trues humbly united gathering souls and bail Livin life daily, all tha way Tha plan instead they put'em on ah self-destruct But I don't wanna go to hell Vix'n tha body does it tell'n explicit For more'n I seen ya vision And let never fiendin catch us and ah schemin We'll drink foe tha way yallz are breakin me pan (hey man) We born to tha weed it would grow Didn't know tha Bone'd grown some Buckaz gon' keep it rightm just home And searchin wit they hustlin (no matter) Same time see tha Bone They done have ah safe place foe my babies Don't murda, brown up, so crazy get'n tha cruel World, all made up it like hades Don't make Flesh break down, sign sight, my pine I'd hide drug dealaz I find my started Try not to pine in my nine I try to stay kind insteadd it plus pealin, plealin That splif, roll over that shove it Find tha po po beatin, down ya doe and did it To ya break and ya won't see tha busta faces Here tha more, la for, killin each other for witches and shoes Shit it ain't nothin to lose, we get ah drop in twos Mo's Fools do nothin and I tasts my turnin And passin it out wit tha Layzie lil' Eazy, my mentor Keep in, handin over tha shoes, I go walkin in And baby had to go die bye bye Wit tha cruel world take'em shed Chorus: Why, why, why, are we Livin in ah world world world so cruel (repeat) (Run) This Reverend from heaven Just makin you feel 'bout these problems for Run But neva go less, I'm fresh with Flesh Tha solution's begun, gotta get yall, hit yall wit yo fellaz makin dollaz and cents But tha fact that wak rappaz be jealous make this Reverend intense I'm flippin, I'm scrippin, I'm rippen'em down They be burnin my church No lippin', I'm sippin, I'm tippin my ground, gettin first in my verse Who got yo macho, shot yo kids, creepin up on yo crew It's kinda hot, yall got yo bids, boy, and that how we do What's tunnel mind it's soldiaz I'm bought masterline at this line These bookaz, that welfare line And can forget that black on black crime We livin, and driven, and giving them love But what they do wit out heart For takin and breakin and fakin then jacks Boy ya tear'em apart Just livin in ah world that's so so cruel That's tha tape in yo deck They take our money, rape our women, now come give you respect (Run) (sermon) And I believe, a lot of us shouldn't condemn these rappers Because if nobody would ah told me about God The church folks would ah been talkin bad about me Chorus (Flesh-N-Bone) Think bout tha in us too, me 1999 Than what would we do We breakin it'll make ah change, fool Do somethin knows quicker, it's all fake Ya smoke tramps in our community flood Wit ah master plan to get rid of ah sea me got crack And all these diseases that make us immune And ain't it rediculous Look at us strugglin, hustlin Gotta make ends meat to pay my bills Gotta help ain't no grub on our grills Stuffin to ge to me fillin, thats only foe real, though Still, people feel me So many of yall now diamonds on tha rough Sho' nuff, better know us When they get it, betta grip tight Holdin my brothaz, we're marchin soldiaz And I told ya And it showed, decievin, caught him on camera Some coppaz got no love, they see a thug Comin up, steady peepin to sweeta Foe see murd, they need go just Wanna help tha weed trust Don't even run to pull ah gun and pop it Tha blacker together mens, gather strong at last Controllin no mass, no more violence, gon' stop it Grow up to be cloppaz, and I'm proud Be keepin my Lord's warch, and it's no When you think it's sin, wanna lve by tha sword Gotta die gash, ash to dust They turnin that passin and not with tha less Lil' Easy my mentor, king Handin over tha shoes, I go walkin in Fill us up on gag, betta pass with tha cruel world take'em shed Chorus |
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Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill
Come and kick it wit an clair playa Everybody when I said it stay off tha hook now Cleveland, C town, nigga that we put 'em on tha map Them take you ah, journey ride, now they doin' two by my side We be comin', lemme show you what's happenin' Mo thugs reachin', broke into this store To this industry made it 'bout time And I been hungry long enough anticipatin' Waitin' years fo' ya, my ends gon' shine Come follow me, I'm tha man on East 1999 Five playaz show to introduce to you Have a party, cheat me, everybody see that we humble people Breedin' my mothug crew, yes we got a lot to do Keepin' stronger and nice hospitality And that tha police don't know yo face Get ah case, then taste a little copper taxi St. Clair family keepin' it real Down a chill and gon' split a playa hate criminal When I was in, they wear us I'm a pruner, flossin' still Pass out tha cups let tha henessee spill, hit 'em on up with tha pimp Betta tell 'em when then to stop and into my tiny two And alcoholic or what want to call it, drank tips until they drop Came and spank when I'm on tha glock, glock Holla, holla got just what you need To get whateva you want, then you gonna receive, if you got tha green By any necesary means, sellin' mission But if you think you see me wanna try Hoppin' off in ya ride, tha night if tha bird, tha Benz Or wit cha swerve and I'll be gettin' switches on tha North side Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Take a ride on tha North side (East 1999, is where you'll find me) (Chillin' all over, now thuggin', still thuggin') Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Come, come (Said it really don't matter where ya from, from) (Take a ride, take a ride) Betta believe it's jumpin' strong, off Den everyday long it's tha home of tha rock and roll hall of fame Same there, all of my thugstaz reign It's my city where tha hustlaz crept and we came Got more game and absolutely with no shame at all Down and kick it, ain't no holdin' back We can party all night, but tha homies findin' at tha mirage For get it down countin' tha fat, so red dales, jumpin' and swell Afterwards you and yo lady can hit a hotel But we get tha stop after stoppin', get tha shells If you got tha herb betta have it foe sale Wanna know of a spot where da homies Get a good vide down on 77 in ah Lex High Get on top of tha rocks and it'd take Watch tha horizon slowly chase Color to tha pretty night rise Come on sly, take a visit to tha heart of it all Stead it's all good, and no key should And though you would really wanna leave of me What you kickin' it in tha hood, get adapted Capture tha atmosphere, get addicted to me and my homies Once you care to get amongst my kind You go'em along of mine, neva front all day long And you'll need real money makin' G'z Excludin' suckaz who try to handle this I done known, foe crackin' that dome But don't get me wrong, settle I can be scandlous By any necessary means Did I mention if you think you see me, wanna try Hoppin' off on yo ride and off on tha bird, tha Benz I'll leave ya swervin' and I'll be getting switches on the North side Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Take a ride on tha North side (East 1999 is where you'll find me) (Chillin' all over, now thuggin', still thuggin') Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Come, come (Said it really don't matter where ya from, from) (Take a ride, take a ride) (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Any we're thievin', havin' a celebration, wanna meet you there Kickin' it never stop, keep on goin' till yo party party drop fall Damn, somebody hit me up, Damon Somebody break it down foe me while I make this phone call Who hit me up while I'm in this session, man, damn Hello? Yo, who hit me up on my hitter It's lil' Layz, what's happenin'? Kickin' it at tha track, G Come on swoop through and break it dow for me Welcome to tha city where we thugs tha most Wit ah thugs to toast, givin' a hoes to close every night Ride from coast to coast, we that thugs to boast Eternal we be thuggin' foe life You know anybody wanna ride tha wave And we pay for tha land wit thugs All prayin' for everybody gotta struggle Ain't no way to be saved, in tha midst of tha twist Hit ah buck to tha bang, bang Always down foe my thang, hang, foe tha same ol' trues Nothin' but tha pain and tha strain, we prove Crept and we came, wit nothin' to lose, fools It's tha masterminds of all time Wit ah little touch of Clairs designed to go prime If you creep and take ah mental on ah level Little deeper like tha rebel, who'd ah said it to clair in tha 99 Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Take a ride on tha North side (East 1999 is where you'll find me) (Chillin' all over, now thuggin', still thuggin') Take a ride on tha North side (Cleveland City where tha St. Clair thug chill) (Come and kick it wit an clair playa) Come, come (Said it really don't matter where ya from, from) (Take a ride, take a ride) Ha ha, Flesh and Layzie Bone, Damon, mo thuggin' foe life Gon' show you how we do it North coast style |
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(Flesh-N-Bone)
You don't wanna see my Flesh (Flesh, Flesh...) Chorus: It's nothin' but the Bone in me You don't wanna see my Flesh Bone It's nothin' but the Bone in me You don't wanna see me (Flesh-N-Bone) Feel thug shit pumpin' out of Cleveland All up in your system, hittin it, and everybody move No matter where you're from, come one and get with this Here to make you party, body, so groove over to the Glock The spot, we got it poppin' all day to get through the night Swisha, fill 'em on up with the icky, sticky, sippin' liquor got you nice Whip out the lighter, flame on up It be to completely ? me up Everyone, have a nice time, get along with your people Don't wanna hear people fuss or cuss If they do, then I crush 'em Break every bone off in his body 'Cause all my people came here to have a wonderfultime, niggas Everybody crashed the party Once in awhile we can get a little wild And ever now and then, I comin' out to show you how In the Land, my city, the way we put it down You know what it is, how to get to my town Listen to the rythym Hear this sound: (sirens) put you deep into a motion that just don't stop Feel them coppers come knockin' on your door Get you ass on the floor We jack 'til we drop Props, sendin' out shots to my trues Been down with that nigga Flesh at the beginning and niggas together 'til the very ending And I'm hit after hit, and I'm still winnin' And you wonder what it is in me that you really wanna roll Then see Flesh gettin' busy with niggas that it be my thang Nothin' but the Bone in me Chorus (Flesh-N-Bone) I grip me a pipe with my heater Call upon it, when I need her Feedin' bullets to spit on ya corner Think to test me? Baby, you's a goner, loner Somebody shouda been done warned, now When ya on the thug show, nigga flex Check out the Flesh, put it down When your in the C-Town don't f**k those You simple-minded Don't you find it complicated? Checkin' the best style So I'm out get ? tryin' to clear a ? Start none, nigga want my forty Get a light, my sud's froze cold So off to economies, hit up the store And I'd love to thank for keepin' the drink I see for me Get me Ides, get surprised, (copper stops .38) and mo' cheese Get the with the Gs, set a destination, we're facin' Finally I'm here (I'm here) Hit me as I go pissy-drunk, breath stunk, puff spliff after spliff Chinese - eyes sunk shut, near me pass my beeron to the next man Goin' up to meet a pretty lady to get my boogie on for the next dance No ?, her intentions was to get money, and let's face it, shame on you, honey Bitch made it known she wanna f**k me because I'm a Bone No threat, better yet I'm a pass up the ass and keep my cash Leavin' women alone, and go stack up my bankroll Flip paper, dollar, grab the dollar Make me holler, feel it in me, nothin' but the Bone Chorus |
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> [Chorus]
The silence isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No time to hestitate, anticipation, much to be done And it don't matter when you come Really don't matter where you're from Won't matter where you run [Flesh-N-Bone] Flesh breakin' 'em down, hittin' them up Bottom line with your business You gotta get a spot to handle it Nigga, no slackin', lackin', me trackin' Me ? is my best friendm there's my best friend And I really can't serve and swerve and Henessey Seepin' down the side of the (Cherokee Jeep) See the track in the back, strap 'cause them double double shots Then, niggas goes (home) to get the ? when about the block Shoot the spot, but put the muzzle on the kids who tried to Oh, I think he better not start (hurt) shit on the double glock, dangerous My niggas want to have fun with you, man, and they perfect stalkers searchin' Snatchin' up strangers, anyone None remaining, I get 'em all finished Niggas, want to hear silence, makin' me ?, fuck it, set (pilliows) on fire Thought it was over, niggas never the silence I'm on the rise with a gun here I come Niggas ain't no muthafuckin' where to run Fin to get you some of this redrum, find nowhere to hide Well, even though you tried, they got your body numb Done, done, done, 'till it be one nine ninety nine, crime I Find and then a niggas reap and cath your people by surprise Drapped in a hoody, would you rather spared then snatch your life? You still gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up a knife and slice And I'll pick off any who's ?, 'til your enemy dead We gon' meet youm get my gun and trick or treat you with the bullets that fled And to show you it's n |
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Chorus: Made by the, ah, Flesh (flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh) (the Flesh, the Flesh) [Flesh-N-Bone] Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up wide deep in your mental, Flesh'll get you mesmerized Must I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the Flesh And it be test or tried, even if they (gonna fight) And the Afta Maff, when I'm on, go on home It ain't shit, thought you knew me 'til I made it know Nothin' to pick up the gauge, explosion, blown Contend with the fifth dog, never could anyone check how I'm servin' for the see-L-E Get took to the streets, and the thugsta down on the St. Clair Hit up ya S-see-T, when I'm hangin', swangin' with the G's Give each other peace, pass around my fifth of rum Everybody talkin' shit and steady reminiscin' on back in the days how we used to roll bankroll fold Nigga makin' his money, daily double It's the reason why you're countin' stacks If a psycho ?; gonna break lose Nigga test, and come rippin' through the tracks They packin' a gat, and you're not just in case of a jack If you didn't you done, snatched In a little while no daylight, won't be fun No wonder if you slippin', you hung Some run, tryin' to get away say can't escape from a thugsta trailer So many victims, had to leave 'em (smellin') for yellin' I kill 'em and hop in the smug start bailin' back on the strip by twelve Might as well, set up shop 'til them coppers come up Tryin' to raid off my organization, runnin' shit all through the nation Just thought he would straight up try to set up the mission that me on Chorus [Flesh-N-Bone] Hold still, bitch If you slippin', you bet he's gon' chalkin' 'til the reaper stalkin' Sneak up, caught a nigga flossin' Drop the money, jewels, keys ? please Be and you all tossed in a coffin, takin' a loss and I'm the ? me often Never needin' more time, wastin' makin' good in it for the love of mo' money, man Bang no' brains, take it you should've listened to us, down up for my thang Insane through the Flesh reign, and niggas ain't up on my level Devil took the niggas that battered me, stayed in the grave Gravedigger be snatch my shovel, and all the dirt, it ain't no worse And I curse only person they done with the click so murda no' hurt Niggas comin' gunnin', ? bullets all to spit your shit, quick, your slain Bang, muthafuckas on top of the hits We done hittin' 'em for hire, gettin' the job done right every time Some nigga want to get his contract expired Never get tried of buckin' Niggas keep on testin' They killed and really makin' my day, clench with an A.K., baby, don't play want to fuck with my pay? I gotta go blow his ass away He tried to fade me That niggas number one flip artist, one of the hardest thugs in the Land Bringin' you the shit if you lookin' to start it And I'm a finish any problem, solve it If you gonna cause it, you'll be taken care of And I know that you're scared that my niggas'll hunt you down 'round, ready, round... Chorus [Flesh-N-Bone] Better clear up the way up, my warpath, now the madman done blasted up out of the cycle war So they labeled me 5150 You want to fuck with me? Better pray to my Lord I'm gonna tortune, body run, scorch Not one of my enemies gonna survive Died in the holocaust, caught in destruction Buck 'em all, fried alive, takin my time Lookin' 'til I find and hide away sneak attack on after midnight Gettin' high, wait until the clock strikes sound Never no light in sight Get 'em up and lie down Niggas runnin' up quick and so bring the soldiers Then I'm a take 'em into the darkness ?, leave alone when they roll hime in the heartless It's wicked by farthest, fuck with it We are Mo Thugs Packin' two glocks for the war And it's on with mighty, mighty, warrior soldiers No love for the bustas, keep in playa hatin' Study, then bite our style Always down with the army We stand alone Bone Thugs-N-Harmony takin' muthafuckas out when they get too foul in the mouth Check many niggas with a slug in they chest The they lay in a puddle of blood When they layin' to rest, that's for fuckin' with Flesh Even if a nigga put on a vest, then I might aim for their dome Gotta get 'em dead for sure So don't try to play when the people get slayed away Eternally Flesh here to let ya'll know Chorus |
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And in a town
And they're not takin' dominions like this Flesh-N-Bone comin' at ya like this Get 'em off me, in me you're feelin' I get when I'm tryin' Your spirits get inside of me, blindin' my mind I get stoned, like in asylum, I put a trap my mental Get a temper, turn all violent, put a stop on my silence Get blown, Flesh-N-Bone got the TEC And it's on for the next, who get mo murda, murda My Lord, never felt so many spirits all up in my system Controllin', me listen I wanna take 'em, but a nigga stay calm Yet he lead, he wet, so wet, sweaty palms Glocks and a bomb, I'm makin' sure that he cracked the whole area Carry ya body, buried in your front lawn We're confusin' to you while I'm using you fools All abused, find us sort of like a mystery Wonderin' how in the hell you keep losin' Check how I keep schoolin', peep niggas (Made history) Flip of my tongue and it's over you hung upside-down by your feet Fin to send ya swangin', and knew somebody shoulda showed or told Just a little somethin' shit'll get you strung out And hangin', and I'll bet that I mangle any person Strangle any serpent, wantin' to tangle with me When a brawl goes down, look around at the city tore it up But your ass still ready when I hit and see Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone deep within One flip of my tongue and you niggas are hung Too late consume in sin Fall asleep, fall deep in a nightmare Wake up and see me standing there at the edge of your bed Thought it was Freddy, instead it be Flesh And he holdin' a machete steady drippin' bloody red But I warned 'em time from time again Time after time again, I'm a just sit back sip gin Think on how to [unverified] corner 'em all, consume 'em And sent them in a murder with a Mack-10 Pack that gat, so them had it Ready, set, aim, and straight to pull the flame off the temple People standin' around They wonderin' where did he go to get away from the po-po Can't fuck with a nigga, man, so pull the trigger simple bang Hear it, feel it ,wicked spirits in the room dance to your doom When he had to come enter through the room pretty soon So hell get, assume position, lay down in the tomb gone I love the way they [unverified] Boy, had his soul snatched from the body Left the corpse here, struck with an exorcist, possessed him Had to put him out of misery, get the stiff and no shadow Nigga got to attack, so many spirits live inside, trip this All of my mystic spirits, I get ready, make a nigga wanna cry Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone deep within One flip of my tongue and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin In check, learn a lesson by the mastermind, stack Learn to pap pap or commandin' attackin' 'em again Feel it deep with in, seep, slowly, slide inside I'm might take over your mesmerized friend, and in your chinny-chin Grim niggas steady sendin' back to back blows 'til them hoes fold up Bow down, try to get these now, nigga bound to be found Could not [unverified] sewed up, ready for use made you rich and sellin' out Take yourself, nigga told on this homie, dog And they all had a fall, hittin' stickin' 211-turned-187 When they hauled it off Never stop when I'm gettin' my swerve on Niggas take a fall, and then haven't you heard? 'Cause she takin' shit over, hittin', rollin' dope, bring up ? Kilo up on your block and serve it, out the strap nigga, hang Let my thug nuts swang, touch the pavement Jack them when the ground get too rough pick them up and eruption 20 gauge splitters slug attackin' them in the back if ya go to turn away Oh nigga, might kill all you fools who ain't worthy Be the man in the city Cleveland Everyday people in St. Clair my niggas play dirty Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone deep within One flip of my tongue and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin |
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Intro:
Alright, now let's do this (Flesh) Knocc Out and Flesh, my glock to techs We comin' 2 serve ya (BG Knocc Out) Knocc Out and Flesh, with tha glock cock And you know I'm screamin' murda mo' murda x2 [Flesh] Rippin' up, it's yo' St. Clair Takin' money that's straight, and gotta kick it, chill Then makin' it real, to the pop on my slug for love I'm gonna feed you with BG Knocc Out Drop these bullets in a grill for the skill Motha Fuckas with double, meat is when it's on My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock And a grip now ready to rough house [BG Knocc Out] Betta with coppas and his guns. Sendin' bodiez off yet, for the redrum Six feet in a ditch is where I'm leaving you bitch-ass niggas So come, come. Mo' victim to tha crome, it's on Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and I kill 'em all, mo' mo' Bitch-ass niggaz from the other side, wanna try me, come rock 'Cause the nigga don't know [Flesh] I really help, can't contain us, bring 'em out Fuck with the sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo' mouth I'm crossin' my nigga and he got rapid To be killas that flip, every blood drip I pray Like a self diplp Souljah Boy from makin' niggas Won't grab ?, take it from here to Towhee [BG Knocc Out] That's why I'm here, hit them down with than AK Leavin' bodiez straight down in the wrong day All you niggaz if you wanted that shit Can't wait 'till you bitch-ass niggas come my way To the hallway, nigga all day To the peace treat, nigga ain't no love Ain't no way in hell, you'll buck with B.G. Knocc Out Flesh, and ah Mo' Thug, straight up Chorus x4 [BG Knocc Out] I'm comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya I'm screamin' mo' murda, mo' murda Hopin' you'll die, don't ask me why 'cause you deserve to Deserve to, got yo' cap hit back to the black. Which one? That one with the automatic strap Have the ones with the all black, black So take a nigga straight off the map That's how I feel about any nigga that's willin' to deal Willin' to deal Put a nigga like Knocc from my with the glock cock 'Cause I wanted to kill Niggas talk like a disease Drop to your knees and give me your g's Nigga you can't get with these, nigga please [Flesh] See you betta be takin' your loss and then I don't know Betta be gone, and I run up in him if I came Be the master plans, leavin' ya minds off Close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when I blast it Creepin' yo' bloods be peepin', you run oh nigga in a river Sin, sippin' gin, get out tha party get in if niggas we clown Ready get scandlous. Where? In the cities, run from the one they don't purchase a pound Get to tha nigga, they drop ya Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges For the same we comin' 2 serve ya Chorus x4 [Flesh] Niggas, make the cities both screams Lil' Knocc Out hitter, help me solve this We shinin', never had peace Celebrate the victory, runnin' with it flawless Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall And never stood a chance, up against Flesh mo' My niggas send them to the maka I'm lovin' it And you really don't wanna test Hate these niggas, wanna push they luck Fuckin' with the 5th dog, show no love Except for my gang, runnin' untamed Hope you don't rename and remain Mo' Thug Had my nigga, my slug Haters police blood, that is when I'm gonna serve ya Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun Get them on the run, but ? [BG Knocc Out] Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, 'cause nigga They know they can't hang with tha Mo' Thug gang Sonn as ya run up off, I'm pullin mine Gut 'em 'till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo' brain Come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the Glock Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don't stop Buck with the Knocc I'm ready to go spot with The Glock lettin' off shots, niggas gon' drop To the pave, put it in tha grave Now they dwell in hell 'cause we double slay The clip and the trigga, a sin Now that's in the river nigga, try to lift me hey Say, Knocc and Flesh glock, glock to takes it comin' 2 serve ya Swerve to the curve Better off that chronic and and burn Nigga it's time to murda Chorus x4 [Flesh] Hey niggas? Hey niggas? Murda, mo' murda Chorus x6 |
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Are you ready for death?
Here's your cemetery plot [Kamikaze] Animosity pushes me to killa dreams in my sleep - Fatal thoughts of puttin' punk bitches 6 feet deep My mental status destroyed 'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick But I swear with a passion I'm a put 6 shots in this bitch (6 shots) I'm no security blanket, but I still feel the cold Even thinkin' murder mayhem when I was 6 years old Every now and then, I feel all close to danger Most of my life 'cause if it don't work, worry and anger Poisioned by demons, once upon a time my thought was pure What will I endure in life? I ain't, so I may never feel secure Cavi and switchblades, guns and such Driftin' through life and limpin' As if I needed a fuckin' crutch My slug to those who know the darkness that I reach And those who pump me back everytime I buck, get freaked Now, I'm enraged and feelin' revenge - that makes my blood boil Pay back is a bitch, dirty nigga, and your brand this box Are you ready for death? Here's your cemetery plot That I got to be prepared for when you pussy-ass niggas drop Live soil, which means you're the walking dead And when I blast that ass I make you remember what you did and said [Kamikaze] I'm pullin' me gauges with me thugs And givin' me thugs nothin' but love And sendin me slugs to you muthafuckin' bustas That murderin' mayhem, off flippin' up on this shit As I grabs my nine and puttin' it to your head real quick And pullin' my trigger as I let you feel the damn pain Death is thought inside my muthafuckin' brain As the fire blaze in my eyes, I'm seein' demons I'm steady hearin', them muthafuckin' voices screamin' I stop the big game for some hell If he don't have the solution, Big Mark is always there If not nine got me on my muthafuckin' square And keepin' me puttin' them Teflons in your fuckin' ? The state pen for life is the home that I'm facin' Forty-four in my hand, and I'm caressin' it first I'm just itchin' for the chance to pull the trigger I'm bustin' round, round, round, round on your ass Niggas, and how you figure that the game will pull your dead-ass weight? If you ain't got the cash, then you ain't got the game Nobody wants a nigga when he's down and out So see I'm creepin' on a come up with two fours in your mouth I had visions of killin' you and your boys Retaliator had visions of killin' them And they bodies got separated I know ya hate it, but there's no other way around it Now picture this: Big Mark got them full metal jackets To penitrate that 6 pack that you call a stomach I seen your boys vomit when I release these lead bullets Pop 'em like duels, and fillin' em up like fuel Display it on my street--sense to this wannabe fool You're live soil That means that you're the walking dead So when I blast that ass You remember what you did and said But you walking dead, ain't no comin' back You at your resting place You live with the soil So up to the wasteland (wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland) Now, you understand you live soil, muthafucka Are you ready for death? Here's your cemetery plot That I got to be prepared for when you pussy-ass niggas drop Live soil, which means you're the walking dead And when I blast that ass I make you remember what you did and said [Flesh] Niggas, I'm runnin' through them murda plots Simply ninas, they cocked In my pocket these deep when I pull and pop Serve or hold, put it down for the double glock Sug hit when the bullshit stops Droppin' these shells as I bail make 'em Live soil 'til this body smell Leavin' a trail of bloody footsteps Well, show no mercy Gotta send them to Hell under this murderous spell Flesh, Kamikaze, (?) and Boss, can all be stalkin' niggas Caught 'em, caution, drop 'em in the coffin and fade across Y'all loss Mo Thugs, the Shifters, and Hustla'z - You don't want to see this organization Take off, will ya niggas, playa hatin' all over this nation Station, faced, locate in the wasteland, nothin' But heartless scandalous dealers, (pick an event/pig in a van) And don't start with the fuckas Hold up with the buck Mo Thugs gon' peel ya Carry the body to the cemetery That's where they lay 6 feet in a ditch We went with the shotty cockin' Prepare to murder bitches, snitches, cops on my click Stop it! Fuck with the Fifth, I'm loyal When ya get the job done grand and royal Niggas got broiled, roasted in foil Makin' the grass turn green and (rotting in gas) - live soil Are you ready for death? Here's your cemetery plot [News Anchorman Eric] We interrupt your regularly scheduled program To bring this special report live from downtown with David Elliot [Reporter David Elliot] This is disgusting! [E] David, are you there? [D] Yes, I'm here, Eric [E] Yeah, what seems to be the problem? [D] The problem? The problem is this is disgusting There's utter chaos everywhere It's just too soon to speculate what exactly happened But there are unconfirmed reports that Flesh and Afta Maff have... Have...have struck again Uh, I'm just a little sick to my stomach So a we'll keep you posted as to what happens in the near future But for now, let's go back to Kelly Lockett for the weather Back to you, Kelly [Meteorologist Kelly Lockett] Hi, this is Kelly Lockett Today's hot and sunny, so make sure you get on outside |
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Chorus: Sticks and stones might break Flesh Bone Yet nevertheless can't none of y'all touch me not even with a pole twelve-foot long We beatin' ya Might as well, join us Trust me [Flesh-N-Bone] Lately, ever since someone's out followin' me around And I'm feelin' little danger when I'm approachin' And I've been ready, peelin' you stranger Put 'em on a hanger, bang mo' murder We broke in with no shame in my city and it's time for to bail in this ? And the people see me when I'm tryin' to escape to get a breath or caught up but can't get you gun right; slain - drop down Will ya be found? In the see-Town, hear the buck, buck, pow The glass sounds, stop and ya oughta wait in the ground with a nigga's (shadow) How many ways (in a me say) I could put you in a daze Quick to hit 'em with the gauge Nigga, you 'bout to get faded Bitch, your bloody body's splattered all over the ground Save yourself ? insane and it drive you crazy Maybe my niggas willing to settle for somethin' If nothin', dumpin' if you're tempted to play I'm a real true, you're a real true and act other niggas can't groove Gotta get 'em on the grind, so make the move We gonna put this shit together forever Let's do this, nigga Feel it, drop a nigga, this sidekick Stop in to get your ready-to-ride trigger; peel it All the brothers that fly to get the enemy fried Tonight you die You really think that you got it? Better break it ?, get ready to go On this mission for the Land, and I'm murder 'em all Roll, to try to save out souls Chorus [Flesh-N-Bone] (Thugs) be true, we stroll off in this Land and the people that be thuggin' it often Cleveland style Look, me and my niggas, we strangle and theivin', now Leavin' out, prayin' for the Northcoast My city behind me, watch my back All of my niggas on the Clair, show love for me Pass the weed, (get you hype) on the corner like it was ? Wherever I roll through the hood, givin' up ?, hit the pound, stay real Nigga where the money be, I'm a be breakin', nigga Let's ? and got chill with my bills, sellin' herb with my thugs everyday Let me show you the way we parlay on the corner where the niggas see yay Drugdealers and killas all day Indeed, always roll with my Hustla'z, Tre, II Tru, and the Shifters, Afta Maff, and ? Niggas come and get some, hit th blunt of ? Headed straight for the very top Niggas crept on ah come up, and it'll never stop To my family , I gots to give 'em props Still lettin' off shots to the Double Glock And I crept and I came in this thug game, man For the love of mo' money Niggas in this bitch, you gonna remain a thug, what? Any my people still hungry So here we swerve to the curb, hit that herb, hit that nerve And I'm down to serve and splurge Fuck around and get burned Ya better learn Chorus [Flesh-N-Bone] And ever since I was a youngsta thugsta puttin' it down Always hustlin' to make a way Nigga put up with the phases, made it, went through mazes and I got all my fuckin' pay Really want to try me, howl with the Fifth Dog Pick up the sawed-off, nigga done stalked 'em Make 'em look down the barrel, nigga pick up the shell Off ya to hell or whatelse it costin' 'em Chalkin' 'em, playa hater when ya try to put a stop to me See it in your destiny, and we know it ain't never possible But they keep at it to try to get it next to me Arrestin' me with whip, pole, neck chain if you gonna bang my brain with sticks bricks, stones ain't't strong enough to break and shatter my bones that I swang I see ya roll with gang, clang, yeah, I'm a catch you G's Niggas hang in the "Heart of it All" with the Family When I bang, nigga please (oughta) chill with my niggas everday ? marshall don't forget no swisha, got the cheese for the trees or whatever you need We can fix ya Did you ? now Let's take a ride want to see a playa fall tonight? Keep a ? can you run up fast And then a nigga really lost his life 'Cause I never had time for the pettiness people Don't get me wrong Ain't the one to be takin' shit personal, baby That's my sticks and stones be the name of this song Chrous Sticks and stones might break Flesh Bone Yet nevertheless can't none of y'all touch me not even with a pole twelve-foot long We beatin' ya Might as well, join us Trust me (Trust me, trust me, trust me) |
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[Afta Maff]
Hey, let me hear that first Nineteen-ninety Afta Cleveland up in this muthafucka Afta Maff up in this muthafucka, bitch Flesh-N-Bone Son of a bitch, you'll be runnin' up all the time Tryin' to test my hood I'm chillin' up in my hood up to no good Punk bitch, I wish you would, and flippin' the script And pop in my clip, and puttin' my pump-pump on ya And lettin' you see the fire in my eyes And now that ass is a fuckin' goner You can run up, gun up, and try to test me at will I'm fillin' you playa haters with nothin' but favors So bitch, you be guardin' your grill for real My niggas got no fame, it's breakin' you son-of-a-bitches off You fuckin' around with the big boss And I always got my Nina Ross Ain't catchin' a nigga slippin' up at the lights So don't trip, and takin' a hit of the sticky-sticky As I unload my clip, and thuggin' up in the Land And ya know we straight hustlas, and Never to be no bustas, and (?) say fuck ya (Gunfire) Kam-, Kam-, Kamikaze, come, come, come, come down Niggas better not slippin', come again ? niggas better not slip when I'm up to no good Kam-, Kam-, Kamikaze, come, come, come, come [Afta Maff] Afta Maff's comin' down your ass With the aerial strike body snatchin' me ? And deadly close and copper stress Gettin' away is slight And I ask myself what's the reason for that treason that you committed Open up killin' season, now it's time To get your fuckin' wig splitted Playa haters be makin' me relax into a dead spell again Somebody should have told them fuckin' With the Mo Thug your life expectancy ends Murder, like adrenaline, puts a physcotic Thought through my brain waves murder mo, welcome to the terror-dome Flashbacks of me diggin' graves Torturin' slaves in the days Losin' my grip on reality, paranormal combat Hollow points always givin' me a flawless fatality Even bustin' at shadows is a muthafucka's ? Lettin'Kamikaze and Flesh-N-Bone decapitatin' you bitches' Dome with the chrome and infrared scan To stick clear is a safety tip From the docks to the Clair Me and my and niggas is emptyin' clips (clips, clips, clips, clips, clips, clips, clips, clips) (Inserting of clips, cocking of gun, gunshots) [Flesh] You niggas pop off at the mouth Time to stop or shots drop they ass Make 'em shut up they lip When we empty the clip on the Double Glock Trouble, now: Flesh and the Afta Maff Look out, my niggas, can't go when drop down my time Time to get it, hit it, grindin' on the double nine Find plenty ways to get the money, me money 'Cause then I'm a splurge on my kind Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that chrome Hopped in the (?) headed for the north Swerve, thug stroll, seventeenth up and against the ground Repeated the MAC-11, let a sound Kick, pump rounds, spit off my rounds Hop on my block, gotta get this click But they're stickin' their guns to me Thought that they got me, but I'm not, see Murder ? that glock pop pop bullets Empty out the clips, feel no sympathy for The people that I'm buckin' they lay Put 'em in a grave Away they stay shot the fuck up When my niggas they spray Should he pray to be saved? Hell yeah, but still no one came to your rescue Pop a lip on my corner, nigga, you's a goner Mo Thug be the niggas who test you, put you to rest Fool, and there ain't nothin' you can do to stop me From makin' this call up to my dogs Racin' over with the heat and makin' sure that you takin' a fall All why'all want fuck with Flesh and the Afta Maff Then well, learnin' my lesson with this Wesson I'm a empty the clip on my weapon If a playa hater want to keep on stressin' Murder mo, murder mo... Mo murda, mo murda, come come again Come on, tell ya can't feel the Afta Maff 'Cause your lies gettin' larger by the seconds And ain't snatched but then ? While your soul slowly gets reincarnated But it's evident you heard the possibilities But you was over-estimated And you expected me to look deep in your eyes And bow down to scandalous way But see survival be one of the reasons thugs Be packin' their shit for protection When situations are life and death A real true gon' result to elimination For instance, I'm on the block Servin' stones to dope fiends Droppin' them dubs down 'til this knucklehead Wannabe thug tried to test my nuts for the showdown So I grabbed my security blanket, nigga My man, let's deal now with the pearl handles Spit out them hollow point tips 'Cause they're still rollin' for me And now they aimin' for me But my bitch, Nina Ross, is so freaky she started penetratin' See, niggas be thinkin' they got the game - All sewed up and ready maintain I'm pullin' the trigger to blow out your brain Now, I told ya, Mo Thug was insane Soldiers ride against the terror (Cocking of gun, emptying of clip) |
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> [Fat Joe]
Yeah, real muthafuckin' gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother Me fo'-fo' show no one mercy But I'm off searchin' for those You're soon to be comin' up missin' Get at your strip and my niggas talkin' 'bout murder mo Keep me ? on hydro, blunt flow, (but I take his shit, all of it) Runnin' with all my thugsta niggas Better beware when I bail on the Clair Gravedig, wig splitter, put one in ya To the woods to ? your body Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang Better believe we goin' to kill all the witness So test Flesh, gotta put 'em in check every time Here we go march in at night Just picture me thuggin' in Cleveland, deep in the women Me and my green, come up with that team So we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleed Better not sleep or you sleep with that deep When I pap that chrome It'll be gone, what you're fuckin' with? The ever-rollin' Bone to the dome, you done Flesh-n-Bone off with the gun Quiet, so how'd they put him a casket? Why is it niggas want violence? I'll find him, no competition, listen Ammuntion, let 'em have it Can't outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smoke Now fiend me the bud to gets me buzzed So what if you hate me? Keep to yourself or the haters catch a slug And never know what it was (was) [Big Punisher] Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame Niggas is thinkin' this shit is a game Slip in a clip in the MAC Clack, what's my name? Big Pun Go for your guns, son Let's get it on My vest is on Protectin' home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone [Flesh] Think I'm a murder, light up a spliff Better think of sophisticated way to learn Imitators, it gets me ? that niggas try to be like us But can't get the hang, bet I hurt the bustas at ? They depend on us suckas keep watchin' You better switch and get humble Keep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin' Glock-glock, double nina, infrared beam Now die in an instant flash Get rid of 'em, mister, ? of 'em, yeah Try to flee and you'll meet your doom, killin' soon Your ? get tossed to my great dane They havin' ? handy for supper What' s worser, don't even want a Nigga like me to go thick What the hell, if you really want to suffer Stop pressin', and now what's the problem? Niggas start the static Always with the silver revolver Bet I solve 'em, hollow point ?, cash and blast Get it told, didn't feel ? with your soul Why murder and follow, but told you Should've slowed your roll for ? Here I go, here I go, proceedin' to murder Scribblin' hellified bloody scriptures When I sneaks the green I come to the nigga, hear the fat lady sing It's your funeral, mister How would you picture the story and them haters endin' I'm forcin' the pain, bringin' the game to the table And we able to bump off your label Mo props to ? Mo Thug we brang, we brang Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes Whoever didn't lynch 'em becomes wig split fools, wig split fools I'll pop and hit you with a millimeter glock, non-stop With my favorite fuckin' tool, tool Kingpin and all of you sucka bustas Prepare to lose, prepare to lose 'Bout time for you ready to die, pow, pow, what am I? Guess who, so Flesh'll be waitin', anticipatin', ? Really don't want to fuck the Cleveland bosses, Cleveland bosses We done way past gold Even past platinum, done triple-doubled it Go look at the stats, can't stand a nigga sellin' hits quick Don't go lookin' for trouble If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a Mossy shotty, can't help ya Never could drop me, but I'm untouchable Look behind me, find Mo Thug thug posse [Fat Joe] For the right price, I put any ? up on ice So for a green card Terror Squad will carve 'em up real nice Send 'em to Christ takin' this life's not a problem I been robbin' niggas and pullin' triggers way before my album Drownin' my sorrows in bottles of Olde Anybody can go, lose your control, end up a John Doe You didn't know my shit was game tight The insane type to bust open your brain with a drain pipe It ain't right, but I don't give a uh Me and Punisher, contemplate your death like the governor A red dot to make your head hot Disgustin' wet spot, blood gushin' out your ? dreadlocks Blowin' the spot like David Koresh Blazin' the sess with Wish, Biz, Layzie, Krayzie, and Flesh [Big Punisher] Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame Niggas is thinkin' this shit is a game Slip in a clip in the MAC Clack, what's my name? Big Pun Go for your guns, son Let's get it on My vest is on Protectin' home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone |
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[Krayzie] All my niggas, my niggas, my niggas...
Killa, me killa, me killa, me killa, me killa [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine? [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine. [Flesh] Nowadays, make me go to pack a pump, When I'm tryin' to stay thuggin' it. In the way, playa haters see me, get a grudge, What's on they mind? Nigga, that's sluggin' it. Got a feelin' to swang, hang, bang. Had a bullet headed to the top, drop, And the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, Bone. Nigga roll, strut these nuts, get a pap Tossed in the Cuyahoga river, slain. Test the fifth dawg, Slip the clip in, rollin' on, Yellin' off murda mo. Better jump in the , Now we're (looted thugs, smug,) here I go. Let's serve them hos, It's on, niggas, sick of this hater-ism. How my gat gonna try to keep comin'. Ain't it hard dealin', slangin' dope? Fill the block with the niggas here, to run off the Bone. Well, here we go with the untouched feelin', rythym. Hos feelin' a nigga to put in their eardrum. Every now and then fall into . Stand the post when the Bone . Runnin' through the one under the top lock. Gotta creep how we hoop, And shot the rock through the bomb-ass house, party jumpin'. Look in the hood, last stop, and we won't stop. One got dropped, oh, why deadly, oh, so deadly. Throwin' these thangs in a Gang of people, mine. Runnin' up on me, it'll be dreadful. Flesh come to be the boss with pride, no time. [Layzie] You got the clout. You got the clout, So much clout, Mo Thug is what it's all about, And I'm livin' in a nation of abomination. Suppress the playa hatin' on a mission till the million see me. Sucka situation, should I be personally waitin' for These party poopin', fakin' muthafuckas mistakin'? Play me like I'm loose, when ya need to get your shit right, 'Cause I got my shit tight. Fuckin' with a nigga a thousand proof, And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight. Set it off, that's me, O T-H-U-G, original thug. From the C-town, outlaw squad, You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod, 'Cause I'm rollin' with God. Peace be still, peace be still, make a move, And I'll have to hurt ya, dog. If I got the time, then I'm a repent that. The devil want to make me murda, Layzie, Layzie, lately my mind be goin' crazy. Save your soul. Oh, what can I do? Tell me, what can I do? Got me holdin' my gun with persistence. Show these judgin' niggas no resistance. I'm a hit you with a beam at a distance. In a instance, this shit is gonna change, and I'm in this. [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine? [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine. [Krayzie] Nigga, gon' get pap pap and put in a coffin. Now, why must we playa hate? 'Cause a nigga crept on a come up, And brought all my niggas with us from day one, they roll. Ya know, what a nigga want to test me for? Bless me soul, all, and that's for the jealous bustas Who said that Eazy would fuck us. Everytime I pull up on the block To smoke with my partners, outta Red Dog, You got me some . Got some. Niggas is trippin' on your niggas, spendin' cash, money, For the five-double-o-Benz's, And I'll bet that they schemin' to rob me. They plot me that one-eight-seven. They got me all fucked up, fucked up. Krayzie be pinnin' when niggas be trippin', they down with us, Act like it, the money, the fame, And the weed, and the drink. Nigga, let's sweat they thang. My thugstas spit ya game, Buck 'em all down with the fo'-fo' blows. They're so far away, kill 'em all, kill 'em all. Well, if I could teach the world to be, (to be,) A muthafuckin' thug, in perfect harmony, Harmony, harmony, harmony. In state to state, in state to state; Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hate. Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em. [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine? [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine. [Flesh] Take a look in the trunk, We got what all you need on the double nine. Better go with your heaters. Got killas to meet you, greet you. Y'all come creepin' through the cut. See the Bone, now me stick a lick up. Come up good when they stick you, waitin' for the day. So you done got me flippin' on coppers and all, Got a nigga frustrated. I hate it, got me aggravated, trip to Hell, And it's murda, my Lord. Tossed in the coffin for fuckin' with the fifth. It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb. Pump my humps on two-two-five, when I kick the rhyme. That's five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herb. If Flesh overheard you was hatin', talkin' not to my face, Better hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the A-K. Everyday be the same on a level, too, shovels graves. In the sight of a psychopath, T-E-C and lead 'em all dead, Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun. Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust. Gonna rush when I bust, had to get a little trigger happy, And I got a lot of my daddy in me. Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out, Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the deal. That's if you can handle it, without turnin' playa hater. Later, so keep it real. Muthafuckas, that's on the real. [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday? [Krayzie] Why must I got the glock nine? [Flesh] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? [Krayzie] Time after time, after time, time after time. [Flesh] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East ninety-nine, down East ninety-nine. |
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