Krayzie Bone

{dialing of phone}
Krayzie
Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs
(if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
Ain't a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed
(if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing
Relay
Muthaf**k you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me/ no-no, gotta grin but I pin
Swolled eyes so f**k them crooked, crackin'
Po-po's/ kick down doors on our goals, don't forget them bowls/ keep businesss
To myself 'cause it's best if no one knows
I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ try to take my weed, I got
More power than she-ra/ dirty-south diva
I rise like mya/ my high is comin' down/ I smoke some more and I get higher/ la,
La-la...they beat this weed and they set fire
Ganja make me loose, 'cause I'm live like a wire/ I never share attire, keep
Passin' me them thangs/ just hit 'em with that heat to
They mouth like some wangs/ straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and f**k
The fame/ straight out decator, you got
Drama? you know my name/ now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme/ you got
Five, I got 5/ let's go get a dime
Relay
A-t-l, I got to do somethin' to get my point heard/ I put my pen down and let
The folks hear my words/ don't call me no
Joker, don't call me no nerd cux I be goin' deeper than the others you heard/
'cause this ain't in your head, bumpin' in your
Head knockin'/ I keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin'/
Gonna block it, throw my hands up
And we dip it up and brawl/ talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at
All/ nigga in y'all drawers, I rise but my name's not mya
And i's a tight female/ don't need smoke to get you higher/ I'm beggin' for
Attention, well I beg to differ
They nervous when I'm lurkin' and your body be stiffer/ I plot by myself, my
Thoughts are dangerous
You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ can't sit on my ass,
When I know I must be heard
My pen's been put down and now my mouth has been heard
-refrain-
So you can bring anything you want to/ we do, do this however, whenever you want
To/ but we can act the fool
If that's what you wan do 'cause real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline
Relay
Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas/ I know how to react and
Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back /and I'm attackin',


Saggin'/ yes, and I'm relaxin' when I'm high/ krayzie bone and relay done hooked
Up this shit
'cause my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner/ better run for cover or you're
Gonna be a goner/ I told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker,
Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big,
Nigga
Relay
Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin' the
Baddest when I rhyme/ and relay up to no good
Fact, you should value this beat/ and in this rap game it seems ain't no other 4
Be'cause we'll straight out bust out the scene
Straight out decator where it's greater/ and it can't get no better, unless you
Headed throu downtown/ the land to go make
Some chedder/ in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or
Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call
We gon' snap, snap
Relay
We in the a-t-l, done hooked up/ this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie
Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta
Bust, krayzie gotta bust {repeated}
Krayzie
Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ that's my man, mister
Sawed-off leatherface: the name
Thug is what I claim/ stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas
Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain
But my mentality can't be faded, I play it so f**kin' smooth/ I got my mind just
Like chess, I concentrate on every move
And every rule that they wrote, we break 'em/ believe me, that's why so many
Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man/ too many chiefs
Annoy me, uh/ so when I roll, I'm mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty
Close
Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters, millimeters,
Pop-pop-pop-pop/ mo! thug mothership presents;
Thugline niggas, bone thugs-n-harmony still live niggas/ and I got my troopers
Suited and ready/ relay, up in this muthaf**ka
Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin/ bombin' on bitches/ people be sayin', and
If you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ it's in your hands,
Blow for blow/ we let these muthaf**kers know/ they know whether they male or
Female
I don't roll with no ho
-refrain-
{phone dialtone}
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(Birds singing; snoring; rooster crowing; alarm clock; yawning)

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 1: Krayzie Bone)
Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day
And I won't fuck with me (Why?)
'Cause it's the first of the month
And now I be smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin'
Come, come, we got the blunts and rum
From jumpin' all night, we high
Hit up the block to where? (East 99)
I get with my nigga to get me some ye-yo
Double up, nigga, what you need?
We got weed to get P.O.D.-ed
Fiend for the green leaves
Give it up, it's the first for sure.
Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they roll
So (Oh, no) break
If you can't get away, better toss that ye-yo
Keep your bankroll
Yeah, we havin' a celebration
Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind
I'm down for mine, crime after crime
Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the grill
If we got the food (Ooh) you know it's the first of the month
And my nigga, we chills for real

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)


(Verse 2: Bizzy Bone)
Wake up, and I see that my sister was already dressed
She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps
Watch and make sure no one snatches my check."
Nigga, that's the mailman; sort through the mail
And put it up in-a me pocket
Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine
To get me a dub for forty duckets
But ain't no bucket
Ride that Rita, hop on the ten to the Clair
Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub
Man, I gotta get there
Playa-playa, holla, holla
St. Clair got much to offer
Whether it be weed on 93
Or off on the Glock-glock for some dollars
So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh
Most all of my niggas got the same
And we gonna roll it all up to smoke it
Hittin' that reefer, hydro
Been known to cut, so fuck them po-po
Toss all that ye-yo with a bone and say "Ho"
Runnin' through the alley (And into the malley)
Hop on the second to sundown
Nose run from January, November, December
I'm lovin' the first of the month

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 3: Wish Bone)
It's the first of the month
Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim
And I slang on the double nine
Now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty
Can a thug get love? What's up?
Try to slang on my corner, nigga, yous a goner
St. Clair niggas don't like that
And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money
Come back, nigga, get pap-pap
From the first to the fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed
But I gotta save, gotta come up
Put my rocks in the cut
When I get high, nigga, blaze that blunt
Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits
And add it to the stash
Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool
But never no shorts or no losses, dumpin'
Keepin' these niggas up off me
See, the whole block, spend a couple bills
Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 4: Layzie Bone (Krayzie Bone))
Wakin' up, feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin'
I'm yawnin', light-weight bent, chug-a-lug-a
Take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues.
But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on
Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone
"Wanna know, did you're O.G. check come?" (She put me down)
"I'ma hop on the bus with Biz" (You know, let's get drunk)
And I'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk
Nigga, T, just put me down
Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now
Me freakin' me black and milds
Head across town, 'cause nigga the first get celebrated
Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded
Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided
We heavy off into this game
True to the first, just call me that pro slang
Them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties
The first be the day for the dopeman
Slangin' that cocaine, fool
And I'm workin' late tonight
And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs
'Cause I got them rocks for them pipes
Come, come up with them ends
I gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff
You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z
And the graveyard shift on the first

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on.

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Birds singing; snoring; rooster crowing; alarm clock; yawning)

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 1: Krayzie Bone)
Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day
And I won't fuck with me (Why?)
'Cause it's the first of the month
And now I be smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin'
Come, come, we got the blunts and rum
From jumpin' all night, we high
Hit up the block to where? (East 99)
I get with my nigga to get me some ye-yo
Double up, nigga, what you need?
We got weed to get P.O.D.-ed
Fiend for the green leaves
Give it up, it's the first for sure.
Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they roll
So (Oh, no) break
If you can't get away, better toss that ye-yo
Keep your bankroll
Yeah, we havin' a celebration
Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind
I'm down for mine, crime after crime
Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the grill
If we got the food (Ooh) you know it's the first of the month
And my nigga, we chills for real

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)


(Verse 2: Bizzy Bone)
Wake up, and I see that my sister was already dressed
She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps
Watch and make sure no one snatches my check."
Nigga, that's the mailman; sort through the mail
And put it up in-a me pocket
Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine
To get me a dub for forty duckets
But ain't no bucket
Ride that Rita, hop on the ten to the Clair
Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub
Man, I gotta get there
Playa-playa, holla, holla
St. Clair got much to offer
Whether it be weed on 93
Or off on the Glock-glock for some dollars
So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh
Most all of my niggas got the same
And we gonna roll it all up to smoke it
Hittin' that reefer, hydro
Been known to cut, so fuck them po-po
Toss all that ye-yo with a bone and say "Ho"
Runnin' through the alley (And into the malley)
Hop on the second to sundown
Nose run from January, November, December
I'm lovin' the first of the month

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 3: Wish Bone)
It's the first of the month
Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim
And I slang on the double nine
Now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty
Can a thug get love? What's up?
Try to slang on my corner, nigga, yous a goner
St. Clair niggas don't like that
And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money
Come back, nigga, get pap-pap
From the first to the fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed
But I gotta save, gotta come up
Put my rocks in the cut
When I get high, nigga, blaze that blunt
Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits
And add it to the stash
Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool
But never no shorts or no losses, dumpin'
Keepin' these niggas up off me
See, the whole block, spend a couple bills
Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

(Verse 4: Layzie Bone (Krayzie Bone))
Wakin' up, feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin'
I'm yawnin', light-weight bent, chug-a-lug-a
Take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues.
But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on
Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone
"Wanna know, did you're O.G. check come?" (She put me down)
"I'ma hop on the bus with Biz" (You know, let's get drunk)
And I'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk
Nigga, T, just put me down
Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now
Me freakin' me black and milds
Head across town, 'cause nigga the first get celebrated
Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded
Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided
We heavy off into this game
True to the first, just call me that pro slang
Them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties
The first be the day for the dopeman
Slangin' that cocaine, fool
And I'm workin' late tonight
And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs
'Cause I got them rocks for them pipes
Come, come up with them ends
I gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff
You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z
And the graveyard shift on the first

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on.

(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone))
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]

I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,
And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my
Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really
Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my
Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a
Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair
Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but
We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it,
And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland
Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda
Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause
I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect
My niggas for
Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly
The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with
Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street.
When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the
Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me
Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your
Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got
No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the
Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is
For real.

Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a
Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game
Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't
Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas.
Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny
Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen
To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but
Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had
Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with
Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate
Through time, nowhere to hide.

Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin'
With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac
With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you
Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters.
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a
Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th
Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game
Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i
Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but
It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it?
Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match
It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my
Babies ge
T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on
My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the
Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never
Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you
Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up
Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna
Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck
When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we
Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got)

Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]

I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,
And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my
Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really
Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my
Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a
Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair
Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but
We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it,
And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland
Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda
Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause
I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect
My niggas for
Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly
The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with
Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street.
When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the
Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me
Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your
Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got
No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the
Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is
For real.

Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a
Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game
Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't
Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas.
Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny
Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen
To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but
Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had
Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with
Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate
Through time, nowhere to hide.

Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin'
With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac
With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you
Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters.
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a
Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th
Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game
Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i
Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but
It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it?
Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match
It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my
Babies ge
T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on
My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the
Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never
Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you
Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up
Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna
Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck
When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we
Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got)

[Bizzy]
Yeah, this for all you non-believers
Especially out in the C-O
Man, fuck y'all niggas
Woo! Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
You can see what's deep in my eye (my eye) (x2)

[Maje$ty]
7 Sign...

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up
Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out
Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7
What am I yellin'? Murderer
Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you
(Muthafucka, don't play me) play me
Nigga, not today
I see you but you can't see me
I know with all of government and
Yes, this will get crazy and blow (bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb)

[Maje$ty]
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn
Blastin' out your steroes or your headphones
The roots exploited clones; therefore
It's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit
Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections
It's magnified to new levels of elevation

[Bizzy]
Seven sign, seven, seven sign
Seven, seventh sign seal
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah
Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
you can see what's deep in my eye (my eyes, my eyes)

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

The Rip here to run in the street
And flippin' on police, yeah they know me
I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears
And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie
All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa?
Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it
And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes
I'm ready to die
And I hope my mama really loves me
'Cause daddy's bye-bye
Inner pride with the Ripsta
Let 'em hit ya with the scripture
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of

[Maje$ty]
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees
They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies
Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back
Sacks only in dress pants
have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh
Sell a dream to 'em
Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash
My overhead projects how ends meet to foul or ejected
Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole
Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime
It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business
Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes
Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me?
Got bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili
Explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over the hook
So when you slip, gots it. I ride up on it
I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans
More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles
And promotions make me more potent
Deadly to the mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind
Re-define lines entertwined with all mankind
Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame
The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain

(Bizzy talking)
I'm a let a nigga know
You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat
I gives a fuck about no nigga
Don't be no (corvie) - ass nigga
I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip
Off the rippa, baby (I must me losin' my mind)

Where's the mob?
Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job
Is you ready for jail?
Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop (drop)
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop pop
Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb
Will he put me in my tomb?
I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter your room, boom
Stomped through Compton
And cities y'all ain't never heard of and listen
I bet there's thousand people screamin' out
"Murder, murderin' ya"
Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a life
I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes
Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry
I shedded my last tear when I found out love was a lie
So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental
So piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental
One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed-off
They took a chance and lost
let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone
Don't finish the wars when they ain't over
I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close
And they got so ? if it ain't ?
This family that don't give a fuck who you are
It ain't nothin' like some trouble
How close? How far (how far, how far)?

-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta

Chorus
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop

-Krayzie Bone-
Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley since way back
Lot a niggas been talkin/ they runnin they mouths barkin
Runnin around false/ they claimin they want a weapon to rob us
My record is flawless/ my method is lawless/ i'm an automatic weapon nigga you just a target
The number one artist from the land of the heartless/fittin to get cha, hit cha nigga they couldn't call it
One nigga left and they talkin about we ain't happenin/ so we had to give that up and make em recognize platinum
Look at everybody rappin just like i'm rappin/ niggas got to admit it the Bone Thugs is the masta
THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!!
Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo
Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it
Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked

-chorus-


-Wish-
I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t don't mean a damn thing/ still got a little change believe me comin in
Shit i pass a nigga seen a lot of niggas point him point him out thats him here/ It about to be E with a big cast eat him up
Send him on his way/ kick him in his ass have a nice day
Went the wrong way/ got a lot to say
It can get so murderous murderous/ touchin us never that Bone Thug still the crack
Crack and I can't lay back/ on the comeback
Spit on these niggas, spit on these niggas/ run up any you niggas, any you niggas won' be no recognizin niggas
Just one warning impatient one time only ok/ don't repeat myself bad for my health don't want to do that rather spray
Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day/ better stay out my way better stay out my face
That's the last thing you wanna do Thugs true/ see the blues i shoot at you now you ???

-chorus-

-Layzie-
Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them
I play above the rim I play above the rim/ with no lames in my circle cause i love to win
With the real ass niggas with the thug in them/ And if you talk too much i put a slug in them
Oh no don't play with em/ Lay gon get em If Wish don't get em then Kray gon get em
Straight up we spit em/ with a nine on my side and i slide to the rhythm
Let me slow it down in case you didn't catch my drift/ lift a nigga up out his shoes trigga finga not hesitant f**k it
Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter
On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon

-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta

Chorus
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop

-Krayzie Bone-
Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley since way back
Lot a niggas been talkin/ they runnin they mouths barkin
Runnin around false/ they claimin they want a weapon to rob us
My record is flawless/ my method is lawless/ i'm an automatic weapon nigga you just a target
The number one artist from the land of the heartless/fittin to get cha, hit cha nigga they couldn't call it
One nigga left and they talkin about we ain't happenin/ so we had to give that up and make em recognize platinum
Look at everybody rappin just like i'm rappin/ niggas got to admit it the Bone Thugs is the masta
THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!!
Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo
Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it
Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked

-chorus-


-Wish-
I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t don't mean a damn thing/ still got a little change believe me comin in
Shit i pass a nigga seen a lot of niggas point him point him out thats him here/ It about to be E with a big cast eat him up
Send him on his way/ kick him in his ass have a nice day
Went the wrong way/ got a lot to say
It can get so murderous murderous/ touchin us never that Bone Thug still the crack
Crack and I can't lay back/ on the comeback
Spit on these niggas, spit on these niggas/ run up any you niggas, any you niggas won' be no recognizin niggas
Just one warning impatient one time only ok/ don't repeat myself bad for my health don't want to do that rather spray
Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day/ better stay out my way better stay out my face
That's the last thing you wanna do Thugs true/ see the blues i shoot at you now you ???

-chorus-

-Layzie-
Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them
I play above the rim I play above the rim/ with no lames in my circle cause i love to win
With the real ass niggas with the thug in them/ And if you talk too much i put a slug in them
Oh no don't play with em/ Lay gon get em If Wish don't get em then Kray gon get em
Straight up we spit em/ with a nine on my side and i slide to the rhythm
Let me slow it down in case you didn't catch my drift/ lift a nigga up out his shoes trigga finga not hesitant f**k it
Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter
On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon

Flesh-n-Bone: You know when i aint reading i'm writing my lyrics you no doing,
you know work on these lil keyboards if i aint doin that i'm studing, studing
up on this, on my religion all Islam, you know try'n to be the best Muslim i
can be

Krayzie Bone: I know you done had to knock you a motherf***er out now huh

Flesh-n-Bone: yeah i had to knock me a nigga out one time, that was the last
you know, once you, once you get that spice out the way all the rest of them
just move aside and wont test you after that but g i had to knock a big nigga
out once

Krayzie Bone: so what you needing right now hommie

Flesh-n-Bone: what i'm needing right now

Krayzie Bone: What you needing the most you know what i'm sayin like what the
most shit on yo mind right now

Flesh-n-Bone: aaw man to hold my wife you know what i'm say'm to kick it with
my babies but you know i need to but you know i can't do none of that right now
so you know you know basically you know you know while you up in here there
aint to much you gone be needing you know what i'm say'n to keep the books fat

Krayzie Bone: I know you been in that mothaf***er writing and you came up with
some s*** huh

Flesh-n-Bone: definitly, writing all kind of, know what i'm say'n i got to stay
fresh up on the you know this is what i do this is what i was born to do, so
yall know, man yall come on man yall know i gotta stay fresh up you know the
flesh gone be flesh you know i gotta come i gotta stay wicked like the stack
suppose to
-acapo

[Verse 1: Boss]
Big ballin bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang
Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed
Ask me again I'll tell you the same
Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game
Put it down in the street for mine
24/7, stayin on the grind
For days and days I shell at the cops
Enough grenades to get at the block
I'm a drug smuggler
Part bitch, part thug, part hustla
You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya
No love for ya, draw blood from ya
Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss
And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown
We're bustin motherfuckas with the black game
Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back
Who can get more thugga than that?
From hookers and jacks, put the house up, bitch
I'm bustin the gat

[Krayzie]
Y'all niggaz always testing, gonna make me pull this weson

[Boss]
If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg

[Krayzie]
Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is...

[Verse 2: Boss]
Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols
Y'all mad we the real number owners
Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners
Trouble Boss, a double cross
A nigga named Krray they good as dead
From the b-o-double, doin double time
And these tricks comin up to bread

[Chorus: repeat 2x]
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit that you ain't fuckin with
The thuggin don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin don't stop

[Verse 3: Krayzie]
I heard a silent motherfucka creepin up from behind ya
Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh?
With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be fucked
And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk)
I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool
Freeze everything, nigga don't move
You can choose to be a fool and try to get away
But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM!
Fuckin 'em up, scream "fuck the world" while I cuff my nuts
Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live
Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all?
Matter of fact motherfucka who paid y'all
You runnnin up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back?
Take no more shorts fuck that (fuck that)
Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know
If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket
For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor
You dealin with some motherfuckin real niggaz
Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me
Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed
Still got the same artilary
Bust at them bastards (bastard)
Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass)
Wanna see me get glasses (glass)
Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me)
But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs
Fuckin wit them thugs, the thugs... nigga the thugs, what?

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

[Verse 4: Boss]
Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta
We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers
Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this bitch
Judges wanna post as gorilla
Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll
You don't slip and we thought that we told ya
Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya
They can run your shit and bend a corner, scatter and spread
Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered
Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat
Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts

So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split
Like ya down like wipers
'Fore the motherfuckin piper pay the bitch

[Verse 5: Krayzie]
You motherfuckas feelin to feel it
Thugline put it down keepin it the real it
And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz
They say they gonna get me yet they miss me
(What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin
Waitin for you motherfuckas to come bring it to me
Fuck waitin I'ma mingle with it
The nine millimeter and plenty more haters
If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die
Fuck you, die, buck you, die
Reload, unload one more time
Hit him with the pump make sure he dead
He bled blood, we bail
Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah

[Chorus 'til fade]

Ain't nothin' changed, everyday
Ain't nothin' changed (x3)

It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang
Mo Thugs is all you claim
stay thug up in this game and remain the same
So follow me, now see [now see]
off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin'
buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come up,

Everybody get up, get down (x4)

Everybody get up and like my fucked-up gang without the grip
Gotta have another bill, y'all Dog, I need all my change
Soon as creep up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit
That's why we choose this thugsta music
You just move it dont abuse it
Bone so lovely
Gotta get, gotta get, get money [mo' money]
Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real,
I'm ready to show when they let niggas roll with Mo Thug hit the shit
then we roll with murder we told ya
Rollin', blowin' indo, we go
niggas doubted we are trues, yeah
Ready to bust on anything
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Nobody move, no

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie:
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, and still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No. I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, "Oh, my!" but check it out, though. I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all. And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up. Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'. Fuck 'em. I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains [we bang them brains]. But then
, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick. Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style. Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town. It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go. Got a gun--should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm so full anguish. Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but they can't get the hang of it. Yeah.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Flesh:
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin', get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain. I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood. It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for 1ife, if you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up, yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah. We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect, 'cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin', send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a t
hug, and they thought that I bruise easily. Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em). Most of what goes around, comes around. Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us. To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun, they change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Layzie:
Nigga, let me in. Double glock and never about to change, man. To the temple I aim and claim to gain control. Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know. Got a nation of my niggas out to back me, got another nation--killas out to try to jack me. Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose. Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction. They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action. Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse. If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps, and a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me. You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it, givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord. And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit, because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real--it's gon' feel, but I bet that after all
of y'all fall that the faker's gonna perish in the fire. Dip, and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, and I gladly put it on ya from the land of California, leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean. Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B. We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see. Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on.

Wish:
Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone. Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong? Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow. We shoot 'em up, buck. Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation. Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em. And biters, everytime I see you on T.V., it makes me feel good, 'cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we, we gotta get paid good. Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty, Bone in harmony. We hungry. Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money. Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original. Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original [all original].

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here gettin some
haah tot tot tot tot tot [funny noize]
You know what it is [laugh]
My niggas we bout to go all the way

[Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie]
(All the way)
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
(All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
All the way)

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
You willin to test the flesh oh yes
But don't even stress what you heard
Cuz nigga Bone Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
Cuz we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
(All the way)

[Verse 2: Wish]
Bless this seed gotta know where I come from
And you'll sell me ain't going back where I come from
Been blessed with division and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
(All the way)

[Verse 3: Layzie]
Now nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
(All the way)

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
They tellin me I was the one that was shoot up
And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em
Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em
'member the neva surrender
Now taties and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems
Gentlemen let's get paid to party
Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 5:Bizzy]
It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley
Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit Grammies
Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin
And while they crackin up off me
I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Verse 6: Krayzie]
In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin'
I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah
Even though a nigga duty dippin'
I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap
(All the way)

[Verse 7: Layzie]
This for makin pushes outta the bushes
And makin these hits stay move the streets
Rebels and warriors all ova the globe
Find their souls to the rockin feet
Maybe to me that's more than money
Better than anything I could imagine
All of ya souljahs keep on smashin
We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion
(All the way)

[Verse 8: Wish]
Everythings gone be a little nicer
Put your load on got a little lighter
Got rid of these bustin these hoes
But I must admit they sum the writer
And that's how ah belead dog
Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall
Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs
Shoulda know by now we niggas for life
Pullin triggers for life
Gettin figures for life
Nigga done dig and brought to the light
Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
[Singin'] We goin all the way

[Verse 10: Bizzy]
How to bail me now better stoppin the psycho
Then slew they
Straight outta the foster home in Cleveland I escaped the Juve
And a little jury and a Shaun Gas army
Been makin money since niggas was doing they thang
Time fucked up the rhyme
(All the way)

[Verse 11: Wish]
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with the realest of thugstas
Ten years and they thought we'd be gone
But Oh No, soon as that little nigga Eazy
Let us put our foot in that door
We mashed we did we dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
(All the way)

[Verse 12: Krayzie]
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil Eazy-E
But its on I keep tellin this niggas there'll neva be anotha Bone
If you goin this way you could go wit Kray
Cuz we (goin......)
(All the way)

[Chorus til fade]

[Outro: Krayzie]
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back cuz we neva left this muthafucka
Really.
[Bizzy singin'] All the way...

[Wish] Man I hear y'all got some good ass weed around here
[Dealer] Yeah nigga, what's happening'? I got you, how much you want? How
much you got?
[Wish] I got about two hundred dog, what's happening'?
[Dealer] I got you weed though
[Wish] Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the fuck?!?!

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Krayzie]
Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me
(Let me explain to y'all what I'm talking about, man this
Shit was real fucked up for nigga though, I'm stressing)
I bought a sack of weed, when I got home I seen, (they cheated)
That this tree was just a big bag of seed
These niggas have gotten me for my money
I done spent a couple of hundred, Muthafuckers, naw
I guess I gotta chunk it as loss
But I'm mad cause I'm puffin and I'm puffin
And I, I still ain't cough
(Man this shit is not getting me high man, I am not high)
This shit too soft, I need some weed that gotta kick or punch
The shit that fucks you up
That won't hit it and quit it cause you'll be too lifted
After you've taken a hit from the blunt
Your (??) was working me like a downer
I need to be easy, easy, easy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Wish]
All I wanna do is smoking, and choking
But ain't nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on
I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green
And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude
Excuse if I'm rude
But that's just the way that the weed, does you do, ooh
Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh
Throw your hands up if you need it, come on
I'm searching and I'm searching and I still ain't come up
Why didn't I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit'em on up
I hit'em up, he said he'll come right through
He got the L.A., L.A., I said I'll be right through
I finally got my blunt, I'm feeling so good
But it's so hard to find a real goody good in my hood

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Layzie]
I just got off the plane from Cali, I was smoking so good
Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood
Now I can't find Tweet, and Ken out of town
Now I'm thinking what I'ma do when I gotta get high
And then fuck around when it comes to the herb, I slurge
Anything ain't gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money
And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low
Out of my mind I'm ready to blow
I'm feeling the stress, I'm getting depressed
Weedman don't love me no more,
nd I'm driving through the city, feeling empty inside
Cause I can't get high and this shit ain't how I ride
Stopping and hollaring at my niggas
Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon
Just to see what he was selling
It was the (??) we was in
He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm
Capping twenty in, and stay charmed
My momma never said, momma never said, they'll be days like this
I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Bizzy]
You ain't going tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fucking city
Where's the weedman?, when you need them
I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!)
My homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today
And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil Bizzy to the side
He insists lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids
My hair must be fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh
Then lil Bizzy pulled up to the side and said
"Hey Big Blood, you got some dro?"

Let me tell me y'all
I...I just wanna tell y'all why, I
I got the bad weed blues
Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble
Going crazy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for

(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!

(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit

(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out

Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for

(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!

(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit

(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out

So high (x8)
I'm so high
So high (x7)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x2)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright (x2)
I been fucked up since the last sweet song
P.O.D.'d the whole night long (x2)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x4)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright

[Krayzie]
Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {throughout the whole song}
Bloody murder (yeah)
Watch out (yeah)
Nigga, killin all of y'all (yeah)
Cause that's what we about (yeah)
Bloody Murder... (yeah)
Watch out (yeah)
We be killin all of y'all (yeah)
Cause that's what we about (yeah)
You know before we leave from the scene, from the scene you'll bleed
Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze
Nigga these are the thugs

Eazy-E:
Black nigga killa. Hate brought death around the block as a hollow point bust
through the punk′s back. Raisin′ Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate. Nigga five
deep as I strike at a quick pace. I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my
mind so my soul is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I′m wicked by nature,
′cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A 30.06 with the
scope I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast. Muthafuckas
catchin′ heat as I bring anger, and release more danger from my chamber. The
evil in my blood is possessed, so I creep low from the back slow and push lead
through that nigga′s flesh. Ain′t no hope when every nigga wants to be the
nine-milla, on the trigger, the black nigga killa.

Krayzie:
We be the mighty warrior. Black nigga killa, what′s up? You ready to die? You
think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga.
Look in my eyes. Bitch, we get live. Bone thugs-n-harmony, nigga--Cleveland′s
thuggish ruggish niggas still down with the thug shit. Buck, buck, bust. Let
′em know we still run this bitch just like an assassin. Say, nigga, we nice but
can get nasty. Get into war, what else can it be? Nigga, you know what we came
here for. You know, when we shot through the door, my niggas was serious,
playin no jokes. Just ′cause I′m a rapper, you thought it′s for show? Okay
nigga let′s see if this a real fo′-fo′. You thought we was studio, saw us on
video, seen us in person so here we go [here we go]. What is your problem? Here
come the bullets, better dodge ′em. I sneaks up behind, so I′m fuckin′ with
killas. Nigga, don′t make me kill ya. Got a bodybag for any you bitches
thinkin′ you realer.

Wish:
Since, we some killers for sure [sure], hit ′em up, hit ′em hard, if you ready
to roll. Niggas out tryin′ to fuck with us, but I′m givin′ you one
warnin′--that′s a no-no. ′Cause I got what you need if you are ready to die, to
die, to die. Nigga, bye bye. Shots might be fired. Yep. Everybody gon′ run?
Naw. Shootin′ at me? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come, come. And
you don′t wanna see. We like that [that], ′cause everybody pack guns, but Bone
go pap pap. Really just out for the money, ya′ll. Really won′t hurt none of
y′all, but playas went too far so I say, ″Fuck y′all. Fuck y′all, y′all, y′all
haters. All, y′all, y′all, y′all haters.″

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

Flesh-n-Bone:
I′m servin′ these bitches daily. I′m a black nigga killa--that′s what you can
label me. Unfadable, see? You don′t really wanna fuck with us. You can′t touch
us. You ain′t able. Rest in peace. Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper.
Niggas don′t ever know what hit ′em. I split ′em and snatch they soul like the
Reaper. Have you ever seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat, sold over a
hundred pounds? Rollin′, downin′ a fifth of Rose when I stroll, and who wanna
fuck with me now? Lay ′em all down when I creep through your town and clown. I
bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger, clack back. Stack, that black
nigga killa.

Layzie:
[′Cause dyin′ be easy.] Nigga, you know what Bone be sayin′. Rollin′ with big
guns, ain′t no playin′, stayin′ down for the murda mo′, slayin′. Aw, shit. Just
to let you know, man, that 187 for realer. We black nigga killas and down to
ride for E [E]. He′d a ride for me, and that′s the way it′s gon′ be: N.W.A,
nigga B-O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups, marchin′ like
troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, ′cause if you ain′t then a bullet
might hit you. Picture yourself in a coffin--so stiff and cold, full of
formaldehyde. Better scatter, dodge ′fore this bullet lodged in your ass,
simply for the cash. Been around the world, seen so many faces and so many
places. Aced this game, while they try to erase this daily basis. Gimme my
space, shit, show me some love, though. Just pump your fist in the air and
holler, ″Mo!″ Could you do me that? And I′ll hit you back. Little nigga just
wanna know where my thugs at. Some at the track on the back. Oh, yes, some
niggas on corner ′r
ound sellin that crack. Some of my thugs grave long gone, lot of my niggas′ at
home playin′ Bone. Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep. Makaveli, Biggie
Smalls, and Eazy-E. T-Rock got shot [T-Rock got shot]. Lord bless his city
[bless his city] thats why [why I] shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, shoot ′em
up. Shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, always [nigga], always. That′s why I
shoot ′em up.

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don't be so quick to test us I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me
Bitin' on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, 'cause bitch we'll squash 'em
Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin' on your tv actin'
And it's a fact that when you see us in person think we gon' flex or show you
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin' grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin' people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can't stand no mothafuckin' po-po
When will we start killin' these bitches and takin' no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin'
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin'
So nigga continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin' the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don't take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We're corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin' to Scotty won't you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y'all better expect annihilation, fuckin' around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual
I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin' us Lord's devotion yeah

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Wish

Now when you're fuckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin' got niggas that know what they doin'
rollin' with me
Infrared to your head don't beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thang
Better ride ride
'Cause when you're fuckin' with
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin' em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It's from me to you
It's from me to you [me to you]
It's just our point of view
It's just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that's why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You′ll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don′t be so quick to test us I′ll be annoyed and might bust
I′ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin′ on me
Bitin′ on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don′t fuck around nigga he′s a real buck ′em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin′ how bout fuckin′ with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, ′cause bitch we′ll squash ′em
Don′t know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin′ on your tv actin′
And it′s a fact that when you see us in person think we gon′ flex or show you
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I′ll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I′ll explode like a fuckin′ grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin′ all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin′ people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can′t stand no mothafuckin′ po-po
When will we start killin′ these bitches and takin′ no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin′
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin′
So nigga continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin′ the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin′ with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don′t take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We′re corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can′t fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin′ to Scotty won′t you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y′all better expect annihilation, fuckin′ around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin′ no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit′ a ouija type ritual
I′m diggin′ a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain′t no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what′s spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin′ us Lord′s devotion yeah

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Wish

Now when you′re fuckin′ with me
Make sure you know what you′re doin′ got niggas that know what they doin′
rollin′ with me
Infrared to your head don′t beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I′m free so when you need me I can buck another day
It′s a Bone thang
Better ride ride
′Cause when you′re fuckin′ with
You gon′ die die
Don′t be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don′t pull no gun if you ain′t gon′ spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin′ em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It′s from me to you
It′s from me to you [me to you]
It′s just our point of view
It′s just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that′s why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

[Hook]

Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down

Oooooh

Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down
You call yesterday to basically say
That you care for me but that you're just not in love
Immediately I pretended to feel similarly
And led you to believe I was O.K.
To just walk away from the one thing
That's unyielding and scared to me

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry

So what do you do when somebody you're devoted to
Suddenly just stops loving you
and it seems they haven't got a clue
Of the pain that rejection is putting you through
Do you cling to your pride and sing "I will survive"
Do you lash out and say
"How dare you leave leave this way"
Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon c'mon.

Breakdown, breakdown.

Break, breakdown. Steady breakin' me on down.

Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.

Gonna break ya down, only if ya let it.
Everyday crazy situations rockin' my mind
tryin' to break me down,
but I won't let it.
Forget it, forget

I be feelin' like you're breakin' me down,
kickin' me 'round, stressin' me out.
I think I better go and get out
and let me release some stress.

Don't ever wanna feel no pain, pain.
Hopin' for the sun,
but it looks like rain, rain, rain, rain.
Lord, I just wanna maintain.

Yeah, I can feel the pressures, y'all,
but nevertheless Krayzie won't fall.
It's over.
It's endin' here.
Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry

(Mo′ Thugs Remix)
MARIAH CAREY featuring Bone thugs-n-harmony
[Birds chirping.]
Layzie:
Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over.
Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over.
Over, over.

Krazie:
Steady breakin′ me on down.
Mariah:
Oooh.
Krazie:
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.

Mariah:
You called yesterday to basically say that you care for me, but that you′re
just not in love.
Immediately, I pretended to be feeling similarly, and led you to believe I was
O.K. to just walk away from the one thing that′s unyeilding and sacred to me.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes
to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me
how I feel, and I lie convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that
I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all
the lights, and then I break down and cry.

Mariah:
So what do you do when somebody you′re so devoted to suddenly just stops loving
you? And it seems they haven′t got a clue of the pain that rejection is putting
you through. Do you cling to your pride and sing ″I will survive?″ [Krayzie:
Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.] Do you lash out and say, ″How dare
you leave this way?″ Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away?

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it[Krazie: Break, breakdown. Steady
breakin′ me on down.] about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine
without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise of a
smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel, and I lie
convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that I′m suffering, so I
wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and
then I break down and cry.

Wish:
Gonna break ya down, down, down, only if ya let it [Don′t let it.]. Everyday
crazy situations rockin′ my mind tryin′ to break me down, but I won′t let it.
Forget it. If ya feel the same way that I do, then let me help y′all, all
singin′ tunes, sayin′ ″It′s all right, it′s all right, it′s all right, yeah.″
Hopin′ for the sun, but it looks like rain, P.O.D′ed, but it′s still the same.
Came far, but it′s been a long road. Trouble′s gonna come but we gotta stay
strong. Hold on.

Krayzie:
Aw, yeah, I often feel the pressures, y′all, but nevertheless Krayzie won′t
fall. It′s over. It′s endin′ here [here]. I said it′s over. It′s endin′ here
[here], so I′ll be on my way, and maybe we can meet up in the future one day,
but for now I′m bailin′, bailin′. Bailin′, baby, gotta get up, can′t take no
more. I′m headed for the door, come and take a look into a thug humble eye.
Tell me: if we lived a lie, would our souls unite?

Layzie:
Every new day is a test for me, so I just pray the Lord for Him to bless me,
please. There′s struggles I′m goin′ through lately, breaks me down, set me
free. Let me be. Let me be. Who else do I have to rely on? Whose shoulder can a
thug go cry on? Can I get my vibe on? While you look into my eyes, you won′t
underestimate, and this soldier story, I′m′a tell you right now I′m fed up.
Wrong if I let my lead bust? Pac said keep your head up. Don′t let this world
get the best of you, I′m a stress you through it, if it′s over, over, over.
Don′t breakdown yet, it′s over.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes
to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me
how I feel, and I lie convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that
I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all
the lights, and then I break down and cry.

Bizzy

Shiiiit!


Layzie

Nigga, it's the nigga's night out tonight, nigga


Wish

Awwooooooo!


Krayzie
Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)
Keep rollin', smokin', stay chokin'.


All

Buddah lova.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.


Bizzy
I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.


Krayzie
Reefer really makes me happy.


Krayzie & Layzie (Layzie)
Hydro, (me just can't let-a-me) high go. (Me smokin' upon that) hydro.
Me just can't let-a-me high go.

(Smoke) Smoke smokin' that hydro, (won't) won't let-a-me high go. (*4)


Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, (a bag) a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack


Krayzie (Layzie)

It grew in the water… (Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack, a sack.) (*4)


Layzie ( with Krayzie)
I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin', now what?
(I'm fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed)


Krayzie (Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, & Flesh)
Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', stay chokin'.) (*2)

Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', and chokin'.) (*6)


All (Bizzy) (Krayzie)

Nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.) It's nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.)
(It's sneakin' upon me.)



All

Wiiiiiiine!


Bizzy (Layzie)
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.
(Double your crime, double your crime.)
When a me roll on the nine-nine, you'll find a stream of bullets and un--load.
(with-a-me right way down your…)


All
…Buddah.


Bizzy (Flesh)
Choke up, went up into ya, smoke jump outta me buddah. (Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya.) Oh, that buddah in your lungs, can't let that buddah fool ya.


All
It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey, hey!

It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey.


Keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)


Bizzy
If ya got a bag of tweed, well blaze it with me, fool.


Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.


Layzie (Krayzie)
It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Maintain!)


All (Krayzie) (Krayzie & Layzie)
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
(Remain the same.)
(Number one!)

Bizzy

Shiiiit!


Layzie

Nigga, it's the nigga's night out tonight, nigga


Wish

Awwooooooo!


Krayzie
Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)
Keep rollin', smokin', stay chokin'.


All

Buddah lova.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.


Bizzy
I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.


Krayzie
Reefer really makes me happy.


Krayzie & Layzie (Layzie)
Hydro, (me just can't let-a-me) high go. (Me smokin' upon that) hydro.
Me just can't let-a-me high go.

(Smoke) Smoke smokin' that hydro, (won't) won't let-a-me high go. (*4)


Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, (a bag) a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack


Krayzie (Layzie)

It grew in the water… (Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack, a sack.) (*4)


Layzie ( with Krayzie)
I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin', now what?
(I'm fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed)


Krayzie (Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, & Flesh)
Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', stay chokin'.) (*2)

Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', and chokin'.) (*6)


All (Bizzy) (Krayzie)

Nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.) It's nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.)
(It's sneakin' upon me.)



All

Wiiiiiiine!


Bizzy (Layzie)
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.
(Double your crime, double your crime.)
When a me roll on the nine-nine, you'll find a stream of bullets and un--load.
(with-a-me right way down your…)


All
…Buddah.


Bizzy (Flesh)
Choke up, went up into ya, smoke jump outta me buddah. (Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya.) Oh, that buddah in your lungs, can't let that buddah fool ya.


All
It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey, hey!

It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey.


Keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)


Bizzy
If ya got a bag of tweed, well blaze it with me, fool.


Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.


Layzie (Krayzie)
It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Maintain!)


All (Krayzie) (Krayzie & Layzie)
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
(Remain the same.)
(Number one!)

Wish

Goddamn cigarettes!


…Nigga that shit sound sweet if everybody…


Krayzie

Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (x4)


Wish
Some niggas be passin' that weed on
to the thugsta niggas from Cleveland,
gotta smoke 'til it's all gone.
Now, we wanna bone, 'cause a nigga be creepin'.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas drank.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed.
Gotta get me some, now.

Krayzie
My love is in hydro,
gotta choke, let me loc'
with a little bit of smoke in my throat.
Can't let-a-me high go.
Goin' broke. Mo Thug hit the bud up and then get up upon me. Inhale,
just lit up a blunt, and me roll fat one to get P.O.D.'ed.
They label me killa, drugdealer, that realer nigga, Krayzie weeded.

Layzie
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro,
need me a hit of the tweed, made me drop to me knees.
And I gotta give love to the green leaves,
steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease.
Thuggin' on off in the cut, now when I'm checkin' on how this shit's on.
In a raid, smoked out with my nigga, Tav.
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall to our grave.

Bizzy
Make up the dummy to make up me money. Weed run me,
and headed for broke, smoke on the bong, hit the bong wrong,
nigga, me cough and choke. We, the real O.T.'s loc' strong, Bone.
I gotta C-note to toke on. So choke on, me holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone for long, and stay long.

Krayzie
Wanna get you fucked up. Gonna get you fucked up. (Hey, now, pass me some reefer.) (x2)

Wish
Mr. Inventor-of-the-green-leaves, gotta give P's, 'cause I love this type shit.
And it's never gonna quit. Doctor told me better stop, but man, fuck that bitch!
Me never goin' stop me smoke, try to tell me, gauge in your throat.
Gotsta run me on, fuckin' with Bone, lovin' this weed song.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' off Flesh Bone, showin' off me talent.
Smoke until-a-me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come right.
Come with me, smoke on a blunt and get nice. Nigga, take a weed fiend's advice. (nice!)

Layzie
Feelin' onto main, quarter-roll to the brain. Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane.
Other niggas can't hang. It's a Bone thang, how a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain #1.
Here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga, got his wig to the curb, split up and serve,
but fuck it! Gotta have them green herbs.

Bizzy
If you got bag of tweed, well blaze it with me fool.
Now don't be stingy, and please no pinnas. Make it swollen!
'Cause if I had me some weed, you know I'd smoke it with you.
Come-come get wit-a-me--me and my niggas blunts we rollin'.

Krayzie & Bone
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (*8)

Krayzie
I take a hit of the reefer, keep smokin'. (*8)

Wish

Goddamn cigarettes!


…Nigga that shit sound sweet if everybody…


Krayzie

Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (x4)


Wish
Some niggas be passin' that weed on
to the thugsta niggas from Cleveland,
gotta smoke 'til it's all gone.
Now, we wanna bone, 'cause a nigga be creepin'.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas drank.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed.
Gotta get me some, now.

Krayzie
My love is in hydro,
gotta choke, let me loc'
with a little bit of smoke in my throat.
Can't let-a-me high go.
Goin' broke. Mo Thug hit the bud up and then get up upon me. Inhale,
just lit up a blunt, and me roll fat one to get P.O.D.'ed.
They label me killa, drugdealer, that realer nigga, Krayzie weeded.

Layzie
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro,
need me a hit of the tweed, made me drop to me knees.
And I gotta give love to the green leaves,
steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease.
Thuggin' on off in the cut, now when I'm checkin' on how this shit's on.
In a raid, smoked out with my nigga, Tav.
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall to our grave.

Bizzy
Make up the dummy to make up me money. Weed run me,
and headed for broke, smoke on the bong, hit the bong wrong,
nigga, me cough and choke. We, the real O.T.'s loc' strong, Bone.
I gotta C-note to toke on. So choke on, me holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone for long, and stay long.

Krayzie
Wanna get you fucked up. Gonna get you fucked up. (Hey, now, pass me some reefer.) (x2)

Wish
Mr. Inventor-of-the-green-leaves, gotta give P's, 'cause I love this type shit.
And it's never gonna quit. Doctor told me better stop, but man, fuck that bitch!
Me never goin' stop me smoke, try to tell me, gauge in your throat.
Gotsta run me on, fuckin' with Bone, lovin' this weed song.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' off Flesh Bone, showin' off me talent.
Smoke until-a-me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come right.
Come with me, smoke on a blunt and get nice. Nigga, take a weed fiend's advice. (nice!)

Layzie
Feelin' onto main, quarter-roll to the brain. Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane.
Other niggas can't hang. It's a Bone thang, how a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain #1.
Here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga, got his wig to the curb, split up and serve,
but fuck it! Gotta have them green herbs.

Bizzy
If you got bag of tweed, well blaze it with me fool.
Now don't be stingy, and please no pinnas. Make it swollen!
'Cause if I had me some weed, you know I'd smoke it with you.
Come-come get wit-a-me--me and my niggas blunts we rollin'.

Krayzie & Bone
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (*8)

Krayzie
I take a hit of the reefer, keep smokin'. (*8)

Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
In the trunk, in the trunk, yeah, yeah
In the trunk, in the trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]
Nigga feel the beat in ya chest when ya leanin n swervin
Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
Hand on the wheel no need to be nervous
Ride
With a g everything'll be perfect
Put it down, put it all on the surface
Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
(til the wheels fall off) Nigga
That's the purpose
Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
They know when I'm comin, cause niggas can hear me before they can see me and they can't
Believe it cause I'm bumpin Eazy-E
And they just seen me on TV
Navigate through the streets dog
Keep it real to the beat that ain't no secret
Jump
Outta the jeep car
Run up in the liquor store hit the freezer
Grab a O, Gold, like my 4-0, my flow so cold, I gotta have some
Turn the music back up
To the maximum
Them niggas hatin on us but I laugh at em
I gotta 9 millimeter that I'll get me to the trunk
If I make it to the trunk
I'm a pop
That trunk
Yall already know comin outta the trunk is a AK who? with a 1
2 gauge what?

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Krayzie Bone]

We back with a vengeance cause rap took a strippin without us
Let's be honest, this industry's now over crowded, forgot us
Nigga ya time up
Go back
To practice sign with your life and sign up
If niggas is lookin for hits hit swizz up, nigga he comin to find us
And we ain't hard to find
Been
Right here all the time
That bling got yall all blind
These niggas ain't raw as I
So don't make me kill ya
Don't try to battle me cause ain't none
Of you niggas skilled enough (skilled enough)
I'm sick of these niggas, they killin me, really they wanna be thugs
Everybody wanna roll like us, smoke
Blunts
Cause we pump off in your trunk
Them niggas get hypnotized
Run up as soon as they feel the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know--

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Wish Bone]

'fore the liquor store close in a rush turn it up, let it drop, now nigga let's roll, roll
Gotta fill up
With a drink of
Anything thing that bang
Or roll up
Gotta choose what i listen too
Cause it ain't got much that i'm feelin ooh
Everybody talkin violence
Take a life live they been through

I love that gangsta music
Bump nothin but thugsta music
Except when i lay down and slow down, that lovin music
No pretender get in ya
Thugs
Runnin through it
The truest
We still hear they love how we do it, we do it
THUGSTAAA!!
Outta line cross mine
Yes thugstas really RUSH YA!!

Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz

Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
In the trunk, in the trunk, yeah, yeah
In the trunk, in the trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]
Nigga feel the beat in ya chest when ya leanin n swervin
Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
Hand on the wheel no need to be nervous
Ride
With a g everything'll be perfect
Put it down, put it all on the surface
Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
(til the wheels fall off) Nigga
That's the purpose
Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
They know when I'm comin, cause niggas can hear me before they can see me and they can't
Believe it cause I'm bumpin Eazy-E
And they just seen me on TV
Navigate through the streets dog
Keep it real to the beat that ain't no secret
Jump
Outta the jeep car
Run up in the liquor store hit the freezer
Grab a O, Gold, like my 4-0, my flow so cold, I gotta have some
Turn the music back up
To the maximum
Them niggas hatin on us but I laugh at em
I gotta 9 millimeter that I'll get me to the trunk
If I make it to the trunk
I'm a pop
That trunk
Yall already know comin outta the trunk is a AK who? with a 1
2 gauge what?

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Krayzie Bone]

We back with a vengeance cause rap took a strippin without us
Let's be honest, this industry's now over crowded, forgot us
Nigga ya time up
Go back
To practice sign with your life and sign up
If niggas is lookin for hits hit swizz up, nigga he comin to find us
And we ain't hard to find
Been
Right here all the time
That bling got yall all blind
These niggas ain't raw as I
So don't make me kill ya
Don't try to battle me cause ain't none
Of you niggas skilled enough (skilled enough)
I'm sick of these niggas, they killin me, really they wanna be thugs
Everybody wanna roll like us, smoke
Blunts
Cause we pump off in your trunk
Them niggas get hypnotized
Run up as soon as they feel the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know--

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Wish Bone]

'fore the liquor store close in a rush turn it up, let it drop, now nigga let's roll, roll
Gotta fill up
With a drink of
Anything thing that bang
Or roll up
Gotta choose what i listen too
Cause it ain't got much that i'm feelin ooh
Everybody talkin violence
Take a life live they been through

I love that gangsta music
Bump nothin but thugsta music
Except when i lay down and slow down, that lovin music
No pretender get in ya
Thugs
Runnin through it
The truest
We still hear they love how we do it, we do it
THUGSTAAA!!
Outta line cross mine
Yes thugstas really RUSH YA!!

Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz

(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride

(Verse: Twista)
now feel the devastation
and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map
these niggas finna snap
spit it for niggas that bit it
then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack
and be quick with it, be crack
hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who
I ain't f**kin' with the Midwest
you could try attackin' me and bombin'
me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
it's worthy competition everywhere that I go
but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago
Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago
Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo
As long as the car go quick, flow so sick
Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this

(Chorus)

(Verse: Layzie)
I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace
Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty
tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer
all four season's we stay workin'
ride with a g'
come and slide with a g'
with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat
light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me
gotta keep it real to survive in these streets
come see it for your self how live it can be
MILWAUKEE to the chi back down to the d
michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys
standin' on the corner at 10 degrees
we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves
crooked ass cops won't let me breathe
all my love for the city won't let me leave
what they expect from me?
they want the best from me


they gonna get it, yeah

(Chorus)

(Verse: Krayzie)
I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride
and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce
it's that bounce
that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce
of the mary mary mary jane
we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way
now everybody run and flip they style today
yup it's kinda strange but
a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest
who made 'em pick up the page before they get left
get a little bit of Twista and hit that
roll it up with some bone thug sit back
just feel the vibe
and ya never let a player hater kill ya high
with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind
once again it's the Midwest side (West-side)

(Chorus)

(Verse: Wish)
you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby)
we flow fast
so many words in one bar
we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
who the underdogs
the West done done it
the East done done it
the South hard
they keep it together, (together)
on the same level
Midwest got the weapons
it's ours here them thugsta's, no care
we like to fight, (fight)
on the West we get right, (right)
in the East it's about they favorite night
in the South it's whatever ya like

(Chorus)

(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride

(Verse: Twista)
now feel the devastation
and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map
these niggas finna snap
spit it for niggas that bit it
then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack
and be quick with it, be crack
hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who
I ain't f**kin' with the Midwest
you could try attackin' me and bombin'
me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
it's worthy competition everywhere that I go
but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago
Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago
Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo
As long as the car go quick, flow so sick
Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this

(Chorus)

(Verse: Layzie)
I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace
Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty
tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer
all four season's we stay workin'
ride with a g'
come and slide with a g'
with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat
light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me
gotta keep it real to survive in these streets
come see it for your self how live it can be
MILWAUKEE to the chi back down to the d
michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys
standin' on the corner at 10 degrees
we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves
crooked ass cops won't let me breathe
all my love for the city won't let me leave
what they expect from me?
they want the best from me


they gonna get it, yeah

(Chorus)

(Verse: Krayzie)
I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride
and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce
it's that bounce
that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce
of the mary mary mary jane
we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way
now everybody run and flip they style today
yup it's kinda strange but
a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest
who made 'em pick up the page before they get left
get a little bit of Twista and hit that
roll it up with some bone thug sit back
just feel the vibe
and ya never let a player hater kill ya high
with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind
once again it's the Midwest side (West-side)

(Chorus)

(Verse: Wish)
you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby)
we flow fast
so many words in one bar
we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
who the underdogs
the West done done it
the East done done it
the South hard
they keep it together, (together)
on the same level
Midwest got the weapons
it's ours here them thugsta's, no care
we like to fight, (fight)
on the West we get right, (right)
in the East it's about they favorite night
in the South it's whatever ya like

(Chorus)

Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do
is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me

Now you can call me when you're chilling all alone
Or being naughty cause your nigga not at home
All you gotta do is holla to the phone
& I'ma be through there with some good tree to blow
Plus you're telling me your dude ain't been servin' ya swell
so I'ma hit it real good & provoke ya to tell
If he's a player then he knows the rules very well
Nigga, you're broad chose me, she rollin' wit' me

[Layzie Bone]
I said Kid pick me up a sack I'm on my way
With a little sticky icky and that potent bombay
You can jerk me, call me, hit me on the cellular
I'm slidin' though so quick I'm so into her
Baby girl you keep it jumpin'
And I love the way you do that little thing with your tongue (Yeah!)
Forever realer than the rest of them niggaz better believe baby girl I'm the one
But hold on let me answer the other line somebody calling me
DJ Ice's hittin' me
Baby you know how the ballin' be
See he got Stevie on the phone 'bout a show for 20
Communication rule the nation baby I got plenty
If you don't mind I'ma head outta town
When I honk the horn twice I need some head to go down
Take that frown off your face girl I'll be back soon
Don't have that line disconnected I'ma need that soon

[Hook]

[Krayzie Bone]
See I was in my black 'lac
Laid back like a fat mack
She pulled up in a black ac
On top of that she brought a fat sack (I'm in love)
Said my boyfriend's been cheatin' & he left me all alone
I saw your number in my phone
& I was just thinkin', hopin' me and you can zoone, go and zoone
I said yeah I just say you can call me
I'm just playin' girl I'm realy glad ya called me
We can cruise, sip some brew or go straight to the telly
Pop some lead & let's get ready, swear you'll never forget it
It's all about you & me
Movin', creepin' just for one night
All it takes is one night
To have ya really down to ride
And I ain't even try'na turn ya on girl
but it's a wonderful thing in bone world

[Hook]

[Wish Bone]
I'ma beat it, beat it, beat it up for ya
Beat it 'till ya go to sleep
Girl ya better call me
Tell me when you playin' wit'
Call me when ya fingers wet
Girl, girl ya better call me
I'ma do you how you like it
& I'ma hold mine 'till ya get it
So put my number in that phone
And don't ya forget it
Don't ya not dial it
Don't know what ya missin'
Not braggin' but I bet I can take ya there
I know ya love it come here & I'ma make ya forget
Just for a couple of hours, shower, you can go right back to ya life, just holla
When ya need me I know I got ya number girl
Scoop through grab you & I'm ready out on the ones
I'm (?) coming tonight
I got what I want & she hold it, so glad she caught it
Real thugstas gon' do what I said, grab bread
& then I'll be right there, call me

[Hook]

[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!

[chorus]
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?

I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cut las with them suicide doors


[Swizz]
Move out my way
Move outout Nigga
move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON Car on


[Krayzie]
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
they know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
suckas get mad cause they cain't


[Layzie]
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic

[Wish]
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71

[Chorus]

[Wish]
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
white on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different ??

[Krayzie]
I swing my doors open, my doors open
my niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe

[Layzie]
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who
we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
to hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit

[chorus]

[Layzie]
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
just try to be nigga when i journey this world

[Krayzie]
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because

[chorus]

[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!

[chorus]
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?

I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cut las with them suicide doors


[Swizz]
Move out my way
Move outout Nigga
move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON Car on


[Krayzie]
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
they know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
suckas get mad cause they cain't


[Layzie]
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic

[Wish]
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71

[Chorus]

[Wish]
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
white on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different ??

[Krayzie]
I swing my doors open, my doors open
my niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe

[Layzie]
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who
we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
to hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit

[chorus]

[Layzie]
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
just try to be nigga when i journey this world

[Krayzie]
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because

[chorus]

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more

(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(big b)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
??? be ???, roll up some phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends yayo
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies ???

(hook)

(layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy
Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, generation x
With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost eazy, then we lost pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tryna' get prepared for the y2k
And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world

(hook) 4x

You need a lesson you ??? rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
??? got my guns, better arm yourself
??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ???
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, i have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from
Hungry little kids where i come from
??? not men where i come from

(bridge)

(hook to fade)

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more

(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(big b)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
??? be ???, roll up some phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends yayo
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies ???

(hook)

(layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy
Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, generation x
With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost eazy, then we lost pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tryna' get prepared for the y2k
And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world

(hook) 4x

You need a lesson you ??? rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
??? got my guns, better arm yourself
??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ???
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, i have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from
Hungry little kids where i come from
??? not men where i come from

(bridge)

(hook to fade)

Ooooh, oooo, cleveland
oh yeah
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah

[Hook]
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks

[Chorus overlappin hook]
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
Nigga wuz born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I wuz thuggin out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen Caddie
I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennesey
And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble
Uh Oh here come the po po
Yall better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog cuz I know
Cleveland Ohio fo sho where we slang dope in the slo

[Verse 2: Wish]
I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
Its manditory you need it cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin
and niggas'll leave ya bleedin
Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care
Handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that
It's Cleveland (Cleveland)
Its manditory to leave these niggas bleedin (bleedin)
And you could neva hate against Bone you wrong
U know we brung it on so strong

[Verse 3: Layzie]
We get em, split em, we hit em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Befo most of these niggas even thought about rap
We wuz screamin out no surrender
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin from the shoulders
And the older niggas they told us
U gotta get down fo yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money little nigga don't struggle
That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
Ima push this shed to the head ya see

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there
Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere
Your mother wuz my mother
Ya brotha wuz right here
In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D
And we get bucked on the block block block block
And nigga remember I said weee this for we
And all them niggas that love down in Columbus nigga Cleveland Rocks

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Vamp]
Cleveland St. Claire

[Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)]
Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters
Shouts out to Buck, Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
Cuz Cleveland Rocks nigga and we love u
I'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle keep the movin ang going baby
I wanna send shouts out to my kins my niggas
What's up my niggas [laughin]
I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what [laughin]
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Addams family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas
I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on St. Claire nigga
152nd on St. Claire nigga
U better believe in SCTs nigga for life nigga
Big Ben, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch
[Laughin] economies decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby
Right on St. Claire baby
Send this to B's nest
Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Wish Flesh Krayzie Bizzy and that lil nigga Layzie

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm
quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect, and nigga
pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise
in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, this strictly
for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the
niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel a Mossberg
pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with.
'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya
flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam,
dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask, and he
passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been
there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard
nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you
want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let
loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to
get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my
business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my
(back/bank).

Layzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga,
gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though.
When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all
intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit
plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top. Double
glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair, it's them
Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate
me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't
blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm
thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep. You
can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up.
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test,
stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be
dead.

Bizzy:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind,
mind), nigga.
And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days 'til after
tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, it comin' so
soon, it's so hard to swallow. I know. I know, hey, how to get down for
my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch ya flossin' off
with a bang. Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicals unfold, it
goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' the po-po. (...?...)
what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demon was
screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and I learned my
lesson, blast 'em. Why did my Mama have me? (...?...) to Pop, but not
with my daddy. But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praise and I
face (...?...). Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, and messin' up their
bodies. Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggish niggas
kill 'em, you die. Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page). (Startled) in
the by the distance of me grave. (...?...) when the Bone (?), victim, (had
to shake up, in a daze I left 'em). For the love of money, make me go
crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me. Lil' Eazy told me,
roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...) Fiend for the green, see the
bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitch and I'm a
pop up away, and child confused before me).

Wish:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your
mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now give it to 'em. Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke, meditate,
mental state, when the Bone be on. We steadily creepin', givin' you what
you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'em know
Bone ain't no hoes (no, no). You haters make me feel like, "You wanna
feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?" But I gotta stay clean, 'cause ooh, they
don't let us see green. I'm needin' some cheese, me and my niggas and
this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry. Armies be ready to ride when it's time
to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill. You gon' die. You' gon' die.
I bet ya. If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, come on. If
you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, come on.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.

Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich. Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch,
gimme your shit. Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug. Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they
bitches, now I just can't buy my bud. With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack, and I snag my leather rag, can't
reveal when I glide with the moneybag, ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside, and I can't escape, some
say it's a phase. If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge. It's a raid. Put your face to pave. If you try to
play brave, you'll get slayed. Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe. I snatched the
clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said, "Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe, if you wanna be killed
try some stupid shit. And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell." Trail to the back with the money in the sack,
locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail. Well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug, and I break fast. Get to my pad, sit
back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash. At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth. Now, I'm straight.
Covered my tracks, only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool. I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'.
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya. See, a nigga creep on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Layzie:
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down, steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid. Gotta gauge at my waist that be
spellin' out murder that'll get a nigga locked the cage. Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause. What can
I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit, but a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store. Select which one will I raid. Got be
headin' downtown, 'cause tonight's the night. Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face so a nigga can't be seen in the
spotlight. Stole two cars, and I parked one north, parked one east for the smooth switch. When a nigga bail, how the fuck he
gonna tell if a nigga don't dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene, and there's no one I can
spot. So I get my ass down, looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock. Now I jump my
ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag, and a nigga comin' up on these diamonds. Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings,
and some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining. Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open, grabbed
all the money they had. And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah, got to let my niggas check out my bag. And I got away
smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned, and ain't no bullshit get brung up. That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid, 'cause a
nigga be creepin' on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Bizzy:
Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang. Nigga that's the click on my brain, (?) another victim
insane. Feel the murderous nerve--this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me. Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody,
black skully, black khakis. Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this. Nigga must've been
meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage. Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble.
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms. It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em. Don't gimme no
hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks, and I know y'all got some shit. Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with
dum-dum kickin'. Ladies and babies scream onto the floor. ["Shut up and listen!"] It's a jack move, fools. Give me the
jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese, and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'? Blood clot, here
to be dead what one of them niggas said. Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red. One that
callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness. He made out with a smooth thirty Gs. So all bodies must bleed, I need no
witness. So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up
love to my thugs, 'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck, 'cause a nigga be creepin' on a
come up.

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*3]
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Bizzy
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-pop, outta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bail, when I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're bloody murder murdered. Comin' to serve you, runnin' with gats and bats and more, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll.


Krayzie
Krayzie's on, and I crept and I came up. Remember that killa, that nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thug, nigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it! Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up and startin' this rap thang, now. Never takin' no shorts or losses, man. No way, no how, poppin' now. I steady be thinkin' now that if I change my daily thang. Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick 'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered them every time, now. Bodies be drug off in dumpsters, execution double-nine style. Hey! Say, "Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll." When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low.

Layzie
Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out. We livin' like trues, give it up to the bang, always stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the same, never goin' change. Out my hood, I claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid. The buddah, it run me forever, me blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous ways. Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. [Bottom line, nigga.] And Cleveland in your face. And nigga, we rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. We crept and we came.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Wish
Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told ya, get down for them thangs, man. But Bone still kickin' with the same trues thuggin' on the glock-glock. Ain't shit changed. Buck 'em! Fuck 'em! Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta. Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit. Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you would. Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag. Nigga, down for your cash. Nigga, that's your life. Nigga, it's like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to your throat.


Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]


Flesh
A nigga stay down foe my thang, bang, sendin' me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us. We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. Nigga, the fifth dawg. Maintain, swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong. On the ground they lay, when I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang. Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a game, man. We crept and we came. (crept and we came… [*6])


Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]


Bizzy

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*4]


Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*3]
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Bizzy
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-pop, outta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bail, when I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're bloody murder murdered. Comin' to serve you, runnin' with gats and bats and more, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll.


Krayzie
Krayzie's on, and I crept and I came up. Remember that killa, that nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thug, nigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it! Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up and startin' this rap thang, now. Never takin' no shorts or losses, man. No way, no how, poppin' now. I steady be thinkin' now that if I change my daily thang. Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick 'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered them every time, now. Bodies be drug off in dumpsters, execution double-nine style. Hey! Say, "Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll." When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low.

Layzie
Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out. We livin' like trues, give it up to the bang, always stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the same, never goin' change. Out my hood, I claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid. The buddah, it run me forever, me blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous ways. Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. [Bottom line, nigga.] And Cleveland in your face. And nigga, we rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. We crept and we came.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Wish
Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told ya, get down for them thangs, man. But Bone still kickin' with the same trues thuggin' on the glock-glock. Ain't shit changed. Buck 'em! Fuck 'em! Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta. Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit. Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you would. Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag. Nigga, down for your cash. Nigga, that's your life. Nigga, it's like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to your throat.


Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]


Flesh
A nigga stay down foe my thang, bang, sendin' me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us. We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. Nigga, the fifth dawg. Maintain, swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong. On the ground they lay, when I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang. Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a game, man. We crept and we came. (crept and we came… [*6])


Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]


Bizzy

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*4]


Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony



(BONE):
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run
When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to
hide
When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you
(BIZZY):
Head south, Slingin' it for Wally
Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em
And I'm gonna miss everybody
I roll with Bone, my gang
Look to dem rocks and slang
And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same
Lil' Layzie came to me
Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please
Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay
(LAYZIE):
Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all
24/7 days
God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face
He's keepin' me safe and in my place?
St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge
Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs
Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do?
Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul?
A-o-way-o
(KRAYZIE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray
Still we're lacin'
Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven
And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all
these
thugs drinkin brew
It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we
got lastin'
Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away
Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the
crossroads
Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby
(WISH):
Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home
But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry
cry
Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all
He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Ruu was wrong
Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong
When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
lean on
(BONE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH):
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE):
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(BIZZY):
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
(LAYZIE):
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die
(FLESH):
What's up with the murder ya'll
See, my little cousin was home
Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome
And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone
(KRAYZIE):
You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin
easier
Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do
(WISH):
Can somebody anybody tell me why
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I
don't wanna
die
(BONE):
Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo
wrong

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH)
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE)
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(Repeat gradually fading away)

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony



(BONE):
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run
When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to
hide
When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you
(BIZZY):
Head south, Slingin' it for Wally
Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em
And I'm gonna miss everybody
I roll with Bone, my gang
Look to dem rocks and slang
And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same
Lil' Layzie came to me
Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please
Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay
(LAYZIE):
Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all
24/7 days
God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face
He's keepin' me safe and in my place?
St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge
Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs
Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do?
Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul?
A-o-way-o
(KRAYZIE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray
Still we're lacin'
Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven
And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all
these
thugs drinkin brew
It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we
got lastin'
Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away
Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the
crossroads
Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby
(WISH):
Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home
But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry
cry
Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all
He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Ruu was wrong
Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong
When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
lean on
(BONE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH):
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE):
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(BIZZY):
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
(LAYZIE):
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die
(FLESH):
What's up with the murder ya'll
See, my little cousin was home
Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome
And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone
(KRAYZIE):
You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin
easier
Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do
(WISH):
Can somebody anybody tell me why
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I
don't wanna
die
(BONE):
Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo
wrong

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH)
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE)
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(Repeat gradually fading away)

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony



(BONE):
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run
When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to
hide
When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you
(BIZZY):
Head south, Slingin' it for Wally
Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em
And I'm gonna miss everybody
I roll with Bone, my gang
Look to dem rocks and slang
And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same
Lil' Layzie came to me
Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please
Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay
(LAYZIE):
Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all
24/7 days
God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face
He's keepin' me safe and in my place?
St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge
Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs
Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do?
Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul?
A-o-way-o
(KRAYZIE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray
Still we're lacin'
Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven
And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all
these
thugs drinkin brew
It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we
got lastin'
Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away
Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the
crossroads
Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby
(WISH):
Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home
But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry
cry
Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all
He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Ruu was wrong
Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong
When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
lean on
(BONE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH):
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE):
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(BIZZY):
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
(LAYZIE):
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die
(FLESH):
What's up with the murder ya'll
See, my little cousin was home
Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome
And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone
(KRAYZIE):
You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin
easier
Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do
(WISH):
Can somebody anybody tell me why
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I
don't wanna
die
(BONE):
Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo
wrong

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH)
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE)
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(Repeat gradually fading away)

Welcome to the darkside.
Backwards (Shatasha): It's the thuggish ruggish Bone.
Eazy-E: Eternal. Eternal. Eternal
St. Clair, niggas (niggas, niggas).
(Laughing. Scream. Thunder.)
Backwards (Bizzy): Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop before them buckshot blow. The Bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock. So, Sin, sip gin, and Lil' Mo Heart run up, nut up, and flipped in, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they bloody victims. 'Member to test nuts . . .
(Explosion.)
Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck!

(Laughing.)
Right back at your muthafuckin' ass comes those real true thugs staight off the Double Glock, puttin' it down for the muthafuckin' Land, takin' no shorts, no losses, puttin' it on these jealous, bitch-made, playa hatin' ass niggas. You better tell me what's real, bitch. Takin' over shit in the nine five, I bring to you, the one and only, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony.
Nigga, this St. Clair (this St. Clair, this St. Clair)

Layzie:
Yeah, nigga.
Krayzie:
Execution double nine style, steadily fillin' them bodies underground.
Bizzy:
Nigga be all about that llello bankroll. Bet I make that money, man, then roll, put it on the dough, but I beat up hoes, and I peel 'em and bang. Gotta get them demons off me, creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul, and sleepin' ain't good til dawn. When I'm alone, and I'm dozin', bet I watch the door, then I won't be slippin', sleepin'. Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of twelve gauge shells, blood'll be spilled, one-eighty-seven and a two-eleven. Twelve gauge and an AK-47 spray. Lil' Ripsta killa now, put 'em off in a grave--they lay with a slug stuck all up in ya. When I roll with realer niggas, pop, pop. Drop to the sound, hit the ground, then I'm up to kill ya.

Krayzie:
Them St. Clair thugs, we love when they pumpin' them slugs, now what, see the blood from the scum, when I dug them enemies deep in the mud. They drugged. I roll with them trues. Snooze, you lose, end up on the alley floor fucked up. What's up with them shoes? Ooh, they new. So we runnin' off with my dog's Chucks. Bust a left at the block. Hey, what do ya know? Oh, no, the po-po--they follow. Copper gotta see the nigga layin' but can't escape, but nigga, remember my motto: me no surrender. Gotta get away, hit the fence with the quickness, hit the other side, and I swang to the ride, rollin' through the cut, hit ninety-five. Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill, gotta make a mill, better not get caught for real. Nigga, drop that bill, or I pop my steel. Ain't no competition, don't fuck with my click, and so listen you bitches that trippin' so get when we stickin' then lickin' them pockets. So drop that dollar, man. Gotta holler, bang. Fuckin' with a thug nigga smokin' blunts. Nigga,
don't stiff on the weed, smoke it all, 'cause, nigga, you know when our pockets get right I'm a run and get a sack, and come choke, choke, choke.

Layzie:
Now you're fuckin' with these thuggish killas, creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride, gettin' high off thai. My niggas in the Land got glocks for days on the nine-nine. But I kill 'em all, dog. Bet Layzie don't fall with the twelve gauge eruption on niggas, so what now? Come, nigga, get buck, pow, and not only that, get shut the fuck down. And I'm talkin' about niggas that wanna contend with them thugstas. Some niggas done fucked up, never no playa haters in the click's allowed, and we never no bustas. Never catch a nigga sleep, hear the buckshots rang where the thugs in Cleveland dwell. Daily collectin' me mill, and I'll meet you in hell if all else fails. Oh, well.

Krayzie:
Execution double nine style,
with Layzie:
steadily sendin' that body underground.

Welcome to the darkside.
Backwards (Shatasha): It's the thuggish ruggish Bone.
Eazy-E: Eternal. Eternal. Eternal
St. Clair, niggas (niggas, niggas).
(Laughing. Scream. Thunder.)
Backwards (Bizzy): Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop before them buckshot blow. The Bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock. So, Sin, sip gin, and Lil' Mo Heart run up, nut up, and flipped in, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they bloody victims. 'Member to test nuts . . .
(Explosion.)
Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck!

(Laughing.)
Right back at your muthafuckin' ass comes those real true thugs staight off the Double Glock, puttin' it down for the muthafuckin' Land, takin' no shorts, no losses, puttin' it on these jealous, bitch-made, playa hatin' ass niggas. You better tell me what's real, bitch. Takin' over shit in the nine five, I bring to you, the one and only, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony.
Nigga, this St. Clair (this St. Clair, this St. Clair)

Layzie:
Yeah, nigga.
Krayzie:
Execution double nine style, steadily fillin' them bodies underground.
Bizzy:
Nigga be all about that llello bankroll. Bet I make that money, man, then roll, put it on the dough, but I beat up hoes, and I peel 'em and bang. Gotta get them demons off me, creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul, and sleepin' ain't good til dawn. When I'm alone, and I'm dozin', bet I watch the door, then I won't be slippin', sleepin'. Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of twelve gauge shells, blood'll be spilled, one-eighty-seven and a two-eleven. Twelve gauge and an AK-47 spray. Lil' Ripsta killa now, put 'em off in a grave--they lay with a slug stuck all up in ya. When I roll with realer niggas, pop, pop. Drop to the sound, hit the ground, then I'm up to kill ya.

Krayzie:
Them St. Clair thugs, we love when they pumpin' them slugs, now what, see the blood from the scum, when I dug them enemies deep in the mud. They drugged. I roll with them trues. Snooze, you lose, end up on the alley floor fucked up. What's up with them shoes? Ooh, they new. So we runnin' off with my dog's Chucks. Bust a left at the block. Hey, what do ya know? Oh, no, the po-po--they follow. Copper gotta see the nigga layin' but can't escape, but nigga, remember my motto: me no surrender. Gotta get away, hit the fence with the quickness, hit the other side, and I swang to the ride, rollin' through the cut, hit ninety-five. Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill, gotta make a mill, better not get caught for real. Nigga, drop that bill, or I pop my steel. Ain't no competition, don't fuck with my click, and so listen you bitches that trippin' so get when we stickin' then lickin' them pockets. So drop that dollar, man. Gotta holler, bang. Fuckin' with a thug nigga smokin' blunts. Nigga,
don't stiff on the weed, smoke it all, 'cause, nigga, you know when our pockets get right I'm a run and get a sack, and come choke, choke, choke.

Layzie:
Now you're fuckin' with these thuggish killas, creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride, gettin' high off thai. My niggas in the Land got glocks for days on the nine-nine. But I kill 'em all, dog. Bet Layzie don't fall with the twelve gauge eruption on niggas, so what now? Come, nigga, get buck, pow, and not only that, get shut the fuck down. And I'm talkin' about niggas that wanna contend with them thugstas. Some niggas done fucked up, never no playa haters in the click's allowed, and we never no bustas. Never catch a nigga sleep, hear the buckshots rang where the thugs in Cleveland dwell. Daily collectin' me mill, and I'll meet you in hell if all else fails. Oh, well.

Krayzie:
Execution double nine style,
with Layzie:
steadily sendin' that body underground.

[Chorus]
Thugline guess who's back? Da Thugs
Tell 'em who the real niggaz is man? Da Thugs
Who the fuck ya come to see? Da Thugs
The only niggaz down with me is Da Thugs
Who the niggaz straight up off the Double Glock? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz brought you Thug Luv with Pac (Bone) Da Thugs
Who the niggaz mixing Hennessy and Gin? Da Thugs
Let's start this shit up baby

[Krayzie]
Niggaz guessin it is my thug nature (thug nature)
That motivates me to chase some paper (paper)
Cause being broke (?) wasn't the plans when we made 'em
Straight up you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up!
Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last?
Get up, get up (Thugs!) got to keep your hustle
Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle
You know i'm a thug for life
I'm knowin you already knowin that
Don't need to be showin that
Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that that's what i'm doin
(Thugs!) gonna go platinum outta the box
The tracks out, the raps out
And nigga don't act shocked
You fuckin with Kray, Leatherface Sawed Off Slim
Ghetto Cowboy (boy) whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up!
(Thugs!) no need for flashin my jewerly to get a broad, hell no
Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw
You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas
I heard (I heard) them motherfuckas tryin to do the Thuggish Ruggish
(Thugs!) bring it on, we about war world war!
Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show
We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it
While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord

[Chorus]
Da thugs
Who them motherfuckas wanna be like? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write? Da Thugs
Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for? Da Thugs
If ya niggaz lookin for us playa here we go, Da Thugs
Why the fuck the cops always fuckin with Da Thugs
Fuck the police that's comin straight from Da Thugs
Who your girlfriend left you for? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz you scared to approach? Da Thugs

[Krayzie - 2x]
The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there
Nigga you're runnin outta time (runnin outta time)
See you with a cop, cause we be there pint ya!
Thugs on the line, frontline

[Krayzie]
See Krayzie about that (Thugs!) nickels and profit
Keepin my pockets all swollen
Gimme that Bone Luv
As you can see it's no longer Mo Thug
That's your luck, cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps
So why do I hear 'em speakin it different on the streets?
But check it out (thugs!) i'm thru with trippin
That's why I got on my mission and did this
Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions
Really I been in the cut now for quite a while
When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style
(Thugs!) now watch out this Harmonies speedin up
(??????????)
Ain't never been down before just so you know
Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe
New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin Thugline (Thugs!)
Fuck what you talkin stupid bitch it's what you walk
Can you walk? and my thugs strut
It's daily watch me walk, Da Thugs!
I never really been one to claim no coast
But yo that Cleveland nigga in here for sho'
(In da house!) that I know

[Chorus]
Who them niggaz stealin t-shirts and khakies? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin? Da Thugs
Who they tryin to ban, who? Da Thugs
And who don't give a damn, who? Da Thugs
What you hearin when you turnin on the radio? Da Thugs
Who you seein when you lookin at the video? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz smokin blunts non-stop? Da Thugs
Who them niggaz escape the block? Da Thugs

[Krayzie]
When you kick it with the thugs, when you smoke a little weed
Call me up you know the thugs always keep it
We got what you need just call me up, yeah
Da Thugs teach the world (whole wide world) to be like
What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone?
Stay strong my nigga
Fuck the law

Bone, bone, bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives].
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever.
Come and look deeply in my eyes.
[with layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever.
Bone, bone, bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare.
Only time will tell who dies.
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: only time will tell . . .]
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
[layzie: see the murder mold.]
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: these are the days of our lives.]
These are the days of our lives.
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Eternal your thugs. here i come, tellin' 'em soldier stories. been daily collectin' my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey. this blessin' s
N' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause most the world was bringin' me down. mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with bone, and he's likin' these rhymes. we rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live. we straight up soldiers [soldiers]. better hea
T i told ya [told ya]. we rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Y'all my dogs. if ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and i will be there. lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin' me sayin', "now why, oh, why?", but if
Hink you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro. everytime we rhyme, i'm high. look at me deeply in my eyes. i rise to the top of the game. nowhere did i have to run, now way did i have to
. sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn, but the money that i earn, won't burn, so come again.

Better watch that mac-10, nigga. this one's for me and my friends. we steadily rollin'. i told ya. keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones. pap. pap. put it all on the ground, yeah bone
H, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when i roll, but they ain't gon' get in, though. i'm sittin' alone in my window. little eazy, bless his soul, it's so cold, [it's so cold]. lil' bizzy got
S from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. no peace, no peace.

Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin', pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive me, i'm off. "hey, weeders 'til the end [end], maybe double me u
Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. so, who wanna bag? who wanna bag? you wanna bag? you gotta bag. sold." send him outt
Door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. only my lord can tell who dies. so pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.


My lordy lord maintain. it's hard 'cause i'm a soldier at war. 'cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they're evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. take notes,
O, 'cause here it comes. that murder mo comin' to carry you, oh, you, oh. we're lovin' this shit, when they pullin' the gauge out [murder]. hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow you
Ins out. die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

Krayzie:
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives].
I′ve been strugglin′, hustlin′, thuggin′ it forever.
Come and look deeply in my eyes.
[with Layzie: my eyes]
I′ve been strugglin′, hustlin′, thuggin′ it forever, and ever.
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare.
Only time will tell who dies.
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: Only time will tell . . .]
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
[Layzie: See the murder mold.]
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives.]
These are the days of our lives.
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Layzie:
Eternal Your thugs. Here I come, tellin′ ′em soldier stories. Been daily collectin′ my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin′, no restin′, we journey. This blessin′ shiftin′ the game, rearrangin′ thangs, ′cause most the world was bringin′ me down. Mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won′t get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he′s likin′ these rhymes. We rhyme, better believe, it′s all the time, nigga, we ′live. We straight up soldiers [soldiers]. Better hear what I told ya [told ya]. We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin′ y′all, all a y′all, all a y′all.

Krayzie:
Y′all my dogs. If ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and I will be there. Lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin′ me sayin′, ″Now why, oh, why?″, but if you think you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Layzie:
Thuggin′ in the studio, y′all know we roll hydro. Everytime we rhyme, I′m high. Look at me deeply in my eyes. I rise to the top of the game. Nowhere did I have to run, now way did I have to turn. Sherm, but a lot of niggas won′t learn, but the money that I earn, won′t burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that MAC-10, nigga. This one′s for me and my friends. We steadily rollin′. I told ya. Keep bringin′ home platinum and gold ones. Pap. Pap. Put it all on the ground, yeah Bone, yeah, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when I roll, but they ain′t gon′ get in, though. I′m sittin′ alone in my window. Little Eazy, bless his soul, it′s so cold, [it′s so cold]. Lil′ Bizzy got stress from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. No peace, no peace.

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain′t no mystery that Biz still be yellin′, bailin′, pullin′ into me city. Study Ripsta′s scripture, sista, receive me, I′m off. ″Hey, weeders ′til the end [end], maybe double me up and get one for my friend. Twenty-twin, twin, we′re biddin′ on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. So, who wanna bag? Who wanna bag? You wanna bag? You gotta bag. Sold.″ Send him outta the door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. Only my Lord can tell who dies. So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain. It′s hard ′cause I′m a soldier at war. ′Cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they′re evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. Take notes, oh no, ′cause here it comes. That murder mo comin′ to carry you, oh, you, oh. We′re lovin′ this shit, when they pullin′ the gauge out [murder]. Hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow your brains out. Die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
Shhh! Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga. Here they come. Here they come. Here they come, nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down. Shit! (There they are.) Shit, come on, nigga. Come on! (These assholes are nothin' for a stake out.) Make a run for it. Nigga make a... (Freeze, motherfucker!) Shit!

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leathaface comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Krayzie
Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock, done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun, leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin' with Bone, you better believe we livin' like soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga just throw your pumps in the air. Then you pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga. Better check my manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler. Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse, run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed, man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we goin' blaze good.
So come to the Land where all the thugs be real. Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch a slug or chill, nigga.

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leather Face comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
(Lie down with your hands behind your back!) Naw bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now!

Reporter
The seemingly routine investigation had become a horrible nightmare.

Bizzy
Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump, better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns, run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody (bloody) once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried. P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin' about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a mental state, somebody gonna die, now.

Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs.

Witnesses
Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on. I'm just walkin' by. Just got a?bought a bottle of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled. (That was it.) I'm not sure what happened.

Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said, "Don't jump." And he did...wheeeeeew

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell you.

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car and take her away, I guess it was his wife.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
Shhh! Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga. Here they come. Here they come. Here they come, nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down. Shit! (There they are.) Shit, come on, nigga. Come on! (These assholes are nothin' for a stake out.) Make a run for it. Nigga make a... (Freeze, motherfucker!) Shit!

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leathaface comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Krayzie
Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock, done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun, leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin' with Bone, you better believe we livin' like soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga just throw your pumps in the air. Then you pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga. Better check my manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler. Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse, run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed, man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we goin' blaze good.
So come to the Land where all the thugs be real. Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch a slug or chill, nigga.

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leather Face comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
(Lie down with your hands behind your back!) Naw bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now!

Reporter
The seemingly routine investigation had become a horrible nightmare.

Bizzy
Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump, better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns, run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody (bloody) once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried. P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin' about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a mental state, somebody gonna die, now.

Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs.

Witnesses
Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on. I'm just walkin' by. Just got a?bought a bottle of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled. (That was it.) I'm not sure what happened.

Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said, "Don't jump." And he did...wheeeeeew

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell you.

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car and take her away, I guess it was his wife.

Let's Do It Again
Let's Do It Again

(Chorus:)
Sweet Breeze In The Summer Time
Were Makin Everything Alright
Always Keep Ya Hypnotized
We Keep Ya Feelin Oh So High

...like Its 1999
All Over Again With All Of My Hustlas, Soldiers By My Side
Been A Long, Long Ride, Im Still Amazed How The Time Fly By
A Lot Of My Niggas Didn't Make It To See This
But Im Not Gonna Cry
We Slammin Doors On The Caddy Coupe
After Bar Groupin
When Them Niggas Was Out There Shootin
Drinkin 40s On The Roof
Went From Zeros To Six Figures
To Seven Figures And Better
Niggas Determined To Get On The Level
Down For Whatever, Chasin That Chedda
Ride Anywhere Neccesary, The Celebration Is Neccesary
It's A Hard Load To Carry
But That There Was Temporary
I Let It Relax Sometime
Just Chill Out With My Money
Then When Layzie Bone Is At It Again, Another Summer
Lets Have A Ball Nigga And Keep This One Blazin

(Chorus x2)

Hey They Thought It Was Over
The Bone Thugs N Harmony Was Finished
But They Must Of Forgot, They Forgot How Much I Rapper Like I
Sat Back Recline, And Trained My Mastermind
Came Up With A Faster Rhyme
In Time This Dogg Has Got U Hypnotized
So I Gotta Ask Them How In The Hell We Gon Fall Off
When We Got Half Of This Industry Swingin From Our Balls
Me And Dawgs
Untouchable,Niggas Could Never See Us, Never Be Us
Wont Even Get Close Enough To Try To Defeat Us
Niggas That Have They Come Learn With The Milla-Meta, Meta
Livest Niggas You Ever Gonna See Ah
Talk And Get Served And You'll That We Be It, Runnin The Game
Still Doin Our Everyday Thangs
So I Really Hope U Got You Game Up
Cause We Comin Hard So Don't Get Envolved
If Ya'll Aint Ready To Bring Ya Gangsta

(Chorus x2)

You Feelin We Slippin Huh
You Think That We Missin The 1st Of The Month
10 Years We Done Been Here
We Spending Them Thangs And Bringin Them Guns
Yup We Better Get It, We Don't Have That Ammunition
But I Bet We Takin It There
(?) If U Wanna Run I Aint Braggin But I Keeps It Real
You Know Them Thug Niggas Is Gonna Bring Something
That Everybody Gonna Feel
You Ridin And Rollin And Smokin And Bumpin
Yeah That's How I Live
And I Been Here So I Live Here
Wont Put Me Out My Crib
My Address Is The Game And My Zip It Is The Hood
We Comin Back Like (?) And Water
A Couple Of Shakes And We Hittin The Hood With That Hard
Do It Again We Gotta (?)
(?)
(?)
And We Can Do It Again And Again...

(Chorus x2)

[Song samples One Way's "Don't Stop"]

[Intro - Krayzie Bone]
(Ever lovin me...)
(Don't stop ever lovin me...)
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Krayzie Bone]
Please, I'm just a man, survivin, doin what I can do when I can
I try to move in silence, like to keep it cool as a fan
I try to stay humble, chillin, real, down-to-earth's how I am
But then this business get to pullin me under (pullin me under)
Its makin me so crazy, should I leave it I wonder? (I wonder)
I probably should before it kills me, I know, but
My passions won't unleash and release me, I'm so stuck (I'm so stuck)
Forgive me lord, but now I'm tryna to get right for the cause
Don't wanna be standin on that other side of the wall, no, not at all
So please forgive us, because we know we in the last days
We's a witness, witness... so don't stop, don't stop (ever lovin me...)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Wish Bone]
I know I ain't livin right, and gettin it right is part of my plan
But I been in the streets so long, I think a thug is all that I am


And I'm gonna get it together, cause anybody knows that I can
I can, yes I can, can... yes I can, I wanna grab my life before it's all gone...
When I look at it, ain't did too much, so much of it blown, gone...
Gotta do what's right with what I got now
But it ain't more than what's comin in right now
And now I'm left with choices (choices...)
You can do right (right), or you can do wrong (wrong)
Won't get so nice right now, but we can hold on
But until that day comes, just keep (ever lovin me)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever love...)

[Layzie Bone]
Now I've been high, so kind of obnoxious, miss you walkin around in my boxers
Miss you kickin it like soccer, other couples tryin to mock us, hold on...
Holdin hands was never in my plans, and then you came along
And made me your man, I must stand on my own two...
Can't understand what we goin through - this for me? Naw, this for you...
But you was the one I shoulda really kept it realler with
But I f**ked up and this is real as a killer get
And when we split, I was like a lost puppy
Had to man up, and stand up, so the next one could love me...
But until then, you know I'm gon ride, with the glock cocked, keep it copped
I hope it don't stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (ever lovin me)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever love...)

Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's
gonna be all right) all right. [*4]
So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3]

Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to
feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take
you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see
through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever,
runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's
not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes,
you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll
find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured
you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin'
God to come help us, please God!

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]


Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you
fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no
future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin'
ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face,
ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time
after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like
that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah
la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)

Bizzy
And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing!
With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these
henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like
it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy
some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died
watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some
hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us!
Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry
Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches
can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).


Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me
everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of
Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the
shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before
the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and
it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d??
vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the
Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I
say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside,
couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I
slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry
?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a
knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be
feelin' harmed.

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).

Layzie
Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you
need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will
make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you
hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation.
Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama
and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and
fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my
family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet,
man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin?
my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for
anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and
vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head
up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2]
Bang

Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's
gonna be all right) all right. [*4]
So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3]

Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to
feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take
you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see
through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever,
runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's
not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes,
you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll
find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured
you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin'
God to come help us, please God!

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]


Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you
fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no
future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin'
ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face,
ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time
after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like
that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah
la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)

Bizzy
And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing!
With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these
henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like
it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy
some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died
watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some
hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us!
Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry
Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches
can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).


Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me
everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of
Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the
shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before
the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and
it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d??
vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the
Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I
say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside,
couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I
slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry
?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a
knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be
feelin' harmed.

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).

Layzie
Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you
need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will
make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you
hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation.
Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama
and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and
fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my
family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet,
man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin?
my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for
anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and
vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head
up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2]
Bang

[High Thug]
Playa hatin' ass muthafuckas man. Fuck that! Man put that shit out, man. Ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court. [Man, fuck that. Man, they got my nigga] Man, what the fuck you doing? Aw man, that shit ain't even cool. [Support his ass.]

Judge
Okay, order in the court.

Court Attendant
People vs. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony--Case #C601999.

Bailiff
Will the defendant please stand! Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing, Bizzy Bone?

Bizzy
Naw, man!

Spectator
You know the muthafucka did it!

Bailiff
Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Bizzy
We had to get 'em up with two guns, runnin' side by side with #1. Bet I won't drop my gauge on when the po-po chase. If they catch me barehanded, I'm done. Rip's gripping the six-shot pump, so spill it. Copper lettin' the lead off. Copper thought that he had me caught. Little Layzie blew his head off. Get 'em up, and get up. The bullets, they start to get lit up. #1 best start duckin' with a gun already buckin'. We split up. Bust a left on the double-glock and, where the fiends roll up for rocks, and this perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel, and I hit the fence and rippin' up the trench, and I'm bailin' while they trailin'. Better in hell than in a cell, and ain't no tellin' where them copper be dwellin'. One had spotted me, picked up a piece and shot at me, but I practice what I preach, so see the two slugs up in his body?--Got him! Run with smoke comin' from the barrel of me gun. Hit the bend. Oh, what a dumb-dumb, I got yum-yummed on a dead end. They set in then they lead in. They wanted
me up in a coffin. Cops from everywhere was yellin' and wailin'. I went unconscious from the stompin'. Takin' a loss, and wakin' up in that coffin. And without no stallin', cell I was tossed in, to be arraigned at dawn. Me lookin' in the eyes of a judge. He knew right where to put that thug, straight to the cell with no parole in the hole, but I won't budge. Sent me to death row, watchin' the time by fly past, but Rip'll be sittin' mindless, never spineless, in silence, hopin' I die fast. But chill, (No doubt). sleeper. Gotta get away, put that on a me reefer. Somehow must beat 'cha. So peep out the creep or the reaper will meet 'cha.

Layzie
Bailin' on a mission, flippin' the script, better check what the wind just blew in. Better think again. It's a preacher with a grin on a mission for revenge with that MAC-10. Little nigga Rip (We'll...) had to empty the clip, (...kill) had to pump them slugs up in to them cops, and he made them drop, glock went pop-pop, going out with my thug on the double-glock. Back from hell (hell) and ready to bail, (bail) time to hit the trail, 'cause they wanted my nigga fried. Holdin' the Bible, when I got a grenade. Inside, the squad gettin' ready for the rumble, when I heard them mumbles, pullin' me gauge and laughter. Keep buckin' them faster. All I was thinkin' when I seen them bustas scatter. Better watch out for them buckshots 'cause them can't fade me gauge. Gotta bust some souls in their graves, so I'm buckin' him straight to the pave. Can't be safe. I'm buckin'. Little Ripsta reinforcements comin' in fast and blast. Gave my nigga, Double Z's, the MAC-10, lettin' that gun-gun blast on they ass.
Gotta rip in them chests through vests, MAC-10s, sawed-off eruptions. Got plenty ammunition, them missin', listen, destruction. I'm bustin'. 'Cause I'm makin' that getaway, 'bout to getaway, niggas got to escape, and it's never too late, when you dash and try to break, nigga, just can't test the Bone fate. We steadily runnin', duckin', comin' up to the front dooro��barracaded. And I pulled a grenade. Tossed to the door, let it explode, and we made it. Creepin' through the courtyard, saw Krayzie. Feelin' safety comin', hittin' the fence and jumpin' it quick, from Krayzie's TEC-9 bullets on me.

Elder thug (Bizzy)
Well, it seems as if them boys, Bizzy, Little Layzie, done got theyselves into another jimmy.

Elder thug (Layzie)
Well, I'd love to see the boys get theyselves outta this one.

Krayzie
Soon as I went in the smoke, rollin' real fast like a dog. It began with a rage, and the gauge can't let go. They done labeled my nigga psychotic, bitches has got him sittin' on death row. Scopin' out the tower, peepin' the scene so when my niggas trail, screamin' out, "one-eighty-seven," and bail. Gotta get my nigga, Rip, out the cell. It's all organized, how my nigga, #1 disguised as the preacher won't be pullin' no bible mission for survival. Nigga, so creep the TEC-millimeter. Somebody done pulled the alarm. Now, it's on. Slaughterin', Bone sprayed off the TEC, gotta let him know which way was home. We got gone, but them holice was pullin' up quick. Nigga, what's up? Quick, bust in first. When you hit that fence, niggas get cut the fuck up. We're steady buckin', steady duckin', buckin', while I was jumpin'. All we was thinkin' is, "Don't get caught." Nigga, like me, get the gun, run and gunnin', frontin' with thugs. Gotta get to the smug, turn around and we pump slugs, put 'em in the mud.
And all across my face was, "I'd rather lay in blood." Dodgin', now who made the gun blew with the swoop, bailin' back home with my troops. I'm runnin' with four crazy niggas, that's down with they niggas, they ain't scared to shoot. Now we're rollin'. No more than a half a mile we get stopped. Cops surround Bone. We load glocks and squeeze, say, "Fuck all these roadblocks!" Busted a "U", then put that bitch in reverse, and I hit the switch, and I push the button. That boy came out the trunk, and put it in drive. Sent this Souljah boy walkin back in the other direction. Po-po came quick, them heat up. Niggas glanced at each other, opened up they doors, and they kicked they feet up. I jumped outta the car, had to jump over the hood, 'cause I'm headed straight for the woods. My niggas, they followed behind me. We getaway smooth, a nigga made good. Came up quick to the hideout, waited 'til midnight 'til we ride out. Hid a car so we could drive out. While we waited, we all got fried out, fool. If
you's a thuggish-ruggish thug, nigga, scream, "Mo!" Took one of my niggas off death row, now we got 1 mo' to go.

[o�²St. Clair! St. Clair! St. Clair!

Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood. Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up. Niggas be tryin run
up, but I bust, and they drop to their death. Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up. Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly
shady. Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie. Nigga don't wanna fight, runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers,
droppin' them thangs. Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya. Faded a nigga that stepped up.
Let's slip in some shit. See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass, had to blast that click-click. Sprayed the
gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave. Puttin' them souls up off in them graves, dwell in Hell, they'll all lay
slayed. Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain. Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me
strained, feelin' no pain. Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept and I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin',
danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest, but you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front. Nigga check
or get wrecked. Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC, loc'd out with the khakis and high techs. Respect them St.
Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man. Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Flesh:
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage. (Off in the rag),
gettin' my serve on. So, leave 'em alone. They come. They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown, lay slugs up in
to them domes, so go on. You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh, I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda.
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death. Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss, and this slug snuffed up, and
dumpin' the body up off in a coffin. Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em, (winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine,
runnin' with thugs and hustlas and murderin' 'em every time.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Bizzy:
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper, reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper. Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter.
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver. When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta. Buck 'em. Buck 'em.
Motherfuck 'em. Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas. So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip. When a nigga
start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard. Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta, quick to pick up the
hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga. My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast, get up with the
block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash, me can killa for free for homies and family. Tell 'em to see me, that realer
nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers. It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop. Here's the slug from
the twelve gauge thug. You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas. Blood, me fillin' 'em (...?...) me
murder. I show no mercy. Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see.

Krayzie:
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up. They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump. Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my
clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked. Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it. Now, nigga, it's rippin',
steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click, and now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back, tossin' the rest in a
coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash. Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs,
and I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves. Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come,
nigga, meet my hood and fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta, he'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump
'em, bitch. Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run, so the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be
arrested. One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187. Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick
up Mossberg, the quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman. That's all you heard.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.
Bang, bang, bang, bang

Dum. Da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. Dum, dum, da-dum, dum, da-dum,
dum, dum, dum, dum.

They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang
my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully
mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga
you ain't never lied].

Up in the mornin' and I feel like I don't wanna be livin', better off dead
without no bread. Have you ever felt that feelin'? Unsatisfied, feelin' like you
wanna die when you reach into your pocket and can't even find not even enough to
go purchase a dime sack of weed. But fuck that, I got come up in my blood, plus
it's the first of the month, nigga what, the perfect time to come up. The only
problem is I'm broke and ain't got no dope. But as I was standin?at my bathroom
mirror, I look at the soap. Shit, soap look a little like dope. You scandalous
nigga! Then I chop, chop up me some counterfeit amphetamines. But wait a minute,
wait, wait a minute now, what if they want to taste it? Then quickly for cash,
nigga dash to the kitchen get the bread bag. Wrap that bread around some soap,
now I got the bread crumb dum-dum dope. It might sound funny but it ain't no
joke cause doin' this shit could get a nigga smoked, man. But fuck it! Young
nigga gotta get them duckets. Hit the medicine cabinet for the final touches,
Orajel for the numbness. Then I hit the corner with a handful of bread crumbs,
nigga got the dum-dum for ya [for ya] and I pump on approach if you say it ain't
dope, only dealin' 'cause I hear that they sober. Peep, creep on a come up, I'll
wait for a fiend to roll up, and walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he
showed me the greens. Said, "Hold up. Gotta get my stash." Nigga need a twenty,
and I got that faded. Lovin' these yum-yum's, glad I made it, I just hope this
nigga don't try to taste it. I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovely. But
as he pulled off I pinned that he put a rock up in his mouth [mouth], so he gon'
come back for his money. I pinned that he braked, he skid, put it in reverse and
he came back quick. Fiend jumped out and he talkin' all big, this is what
happened to this bitch: we beat him, and finished him off and he never came
'round here no more cause the nigga ran into yours-truly. Poor, and a nigga
scored. Lord forgive me but I can't remember the last time I ate. Now I gots to
go get me a plate or we pin ?m up proper. Only spent three dollars and forty
four cent, nigga full, now I gotta get bent. Nigga still got sixteen dollars and
fifty six cent, hell yeah! These dum dums got a nigga off the hook, they got
booked, took, shook, look, got dope, but it ain't dope, so I guess you could
call me a crooked crook. Hey, do ya know somebody like me? I don't think so,
cause ain't nobody. I see down for the crime like I'm down for mine, and if I
gotta, nigga, I cheat, cheat.

They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang
my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully
mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga
you ain't never lied].

So fuck with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest
rocks up on the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block man]. Say, fuck
with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest rocks up on
the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block man].

Layzie
East 1999 my niggas!
Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums.

Krayzie
Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???).

Bizzy
Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.

Flesh
Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers.

Wish
Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.


Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

Layzie
East 1999 my niggas!
Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums.

Krayzie
Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???).

Bizzy
Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.

Flesh
Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers.

Wish
Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.


Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

Layzie
East 1999 my niggas!
Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums.

Krayzie
Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???).

Bizzy
Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.

Flesh
Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers.

Wish
Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.


Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

[Krayzie] What's happenin nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't notin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
[Krayzie] I need some weed
[Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit da weed no more
[Krayzie] What?
[Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
[Krayzie] Ecstasy, what?
[Dealer] Nigga this tha shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everythang, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these muthafucka's let you try this muthafucka out, man
And I bet you be callin me tomorrow
talkin 'bout you wan't some more of this shit
Man I'm tellin you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm tellin you boy
[Krayzie] This nigga trippin
[Dealer] This shit will have you on the level
[Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them muthafuckas dere man
[Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga

[Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I'm floatin in ecstasy. [4x]

[Krayzie Bone]
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floatin in ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me)

[Krayzie Bone